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Chapter 15 Seven Company's Sharpshooter
After walking thousands of miles, Yu Congrong, who had just stayed where he was, jumped up and moved closer to him.

Xu Qing was startled: "What are you doing?"

"Shh!"

Yu Congrong hugged him and winked: "Xiao Wanli, come on, tell me quickly, what embarrassing things did Lian Chang do when he was young?"

Xu Qing was not used to this guy being so familiar, he just hooked his shoulders when he came up, not to mention that he had a face that looked like a big black bull, which made him feel even more awkward.

He struggled: "let go of me first."

But there was no movement.The muscles on this guy's arms are stiff, and he obviously can't break free without much effort - he really deserves to be a stormtrooper, with high strength.

"Let's talk first, talk first!" Yu Congrong laughed and said, "I'll let go after I say it!"

Xu Qing was speechless: "Why don't you ask him yourself?"

"Why are you looking for me if I can ask?"

"I really don't know." Xu Qing had no choice but to say, "Second brother is seven or eight years older than me. I was not born when he was young, and he left home to serve as a soldier when I was sensible. Get up, I am our second generation kid king, and he is the first generation. Does this... count?"

"Count it!"

Yu Congrong was anxious: "Has he never wet the bed, spanked, or hanged from a tree?"

Xu Qing rolled his eyes and saw the clue: "...I don't know if he has one, but you must have one."

"How can you defile people's innocence out of thin air!" Yu Congrong almost jumped up, his expression slightly unnatural.

Xu Qing couldn't move his neck, and squinted at him: "It's not you, why are you so anxious?"

Yu Congrong was full of disbelief: "He, really never did?"

Let's pretend it doesn't, I don't know anyway.

So he shook his head decisively: "Really not."

Yu Congrong sat down slumped, while Pinghe beside him didn't raise his eyelids, as if he had expected this scene long ago.He was only concentrating on sewing the cloth bag carrier in his hand-there were always not enough items for grenades.

"Used to it."

Seeing Xu Qing's doubts, this calm and almost dull man smiled slightly, "In the past when the whole army competed in martial arts, the most powerful fighter in the Seventh Company was Cong Rong—until the company commander knocked him down."

Xu Qing turned her neck and smiled when she heard the words: "I see."

"What do you mean put down?"

Yu Congrong was not happy.

"I was doing it for the sake of the company commander! Who am I? I, Yu Congrong! The Seventh Interlude Company, the stormtrooper. Others charge because there are enemies in front, and I charge - I am in front, I am behind, I am left, I am Right, they are all enemies who want me to die! Who dares to say that I can't fight!"

But after finishing speaking, his face immediately collapsed: "Xiao Wanli, the revenge plan I've been thinking about for a day has been completely ruined by you! Why didn't you give birth a few years earlier?"

Xu Qing resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and didn't want to talk to him.

This guy just listens to the name and thinks he is very decent, and he shows his appearance as soon as he moves. He is a pure army veteran and a big social cow.

He touched the gun in his hand and asked Pinghe:

"What do I have to do to become a sharpshooter like you?"

"This... is easy and easy to say, but difficult to say."

Pinghe put down the needle, raised his head and said.

"Hitting an enemy with a gun is the same as shooting a bird. It's nothing more than breathing down, aiming, and pulling the trigger. Anyone can shoot the bullet—but the difficulty lies in how to hit the bullet accurately."

He removed the gun from his back.

This is an old [-] cover. The patterns on the butt of the gun have been worn away, but it is well maintained.

"This guy has been with me for more than four years. When I first entered the Seventh Company, the conditions were relatively difficult, and the number of bullets issued was small. I was a recruit, and I was only given three. I didn't dare to shoot casually, so I ate, slept, Holding it while walking, holding an empty gun to practice shooting, aiming, and breathing. After thinking about it for two months, when I went to war again, three enemies hit my peanuts at that time—one shell was not wasted.”

As he spoke, he raised his gun for aiming:

"Everyone says that I have talent in this area, but my talent is very imaginary, and I don't understand it, but what I have practiced is absolutely not. I have been shooting for several years, and the most important experience is hard training!"

"Since the company commander has ordered, I will not hide my secrets. I will teach you everything I know as soon as possible."

Xu Qing hurriedly said: "Okay. Thank you, I will definitely..."

"You are welcome, we are comrades-in-arms." Ping He smiled, waved his hands and said, "The Seventh Company has always learned from each other and improved each other, as long as it is helpful to kill the enemy, we will share and pass on any good things. Experience, this is the tradition of the Seventh Company. Because only when the combat power is improved, the Seventh Company can win the battle!"

He is straightforward and directly raised the gun in his hand:

"Come on. I'll teach you the basic shooting posture and essentials first."

Xu Qing quickly picked up the gun and followed his gestures.

On the one hand, Yu Congrong lost much interest when he saw this, and said haha: "Well, are you practicing? Pinghe's marksmanship is still better than mine, so I won't mix it up for now. Little Wanli, you must come to me when you learn how to fight. Ah, let me give orders to the company commander first..."

Xu Qing couldn't bear it anymore, she gritted her teeth and turned her head: "Can you stop adding the word 'small'?"

"No!"

He dodged Xu Qing's fist, laughed and ran away.

Ping He has long been used to it: "He likes to play around."

Xu Qing glanced at him, then at Yu Congrong, who looked like a big child, and secretly slandered: The superior is not like the superior, and the subordinate is more like an old father. What is the relationship between the two?
But there was no time to think about it, Ping He immediately taught him:
"Follow me. Hold the gun up, put the butt on your shoulder, the muzzle of the gun is facing outward, your legs are slightly bent, one front and one back, your eyes follow a straight line..."

"Yes, keep this position."

"Usually, the muzzle of the gun is slightly downward, and don't point at your comrades in arms. Once you find the enemy, raise your gun immediately!"

"Move quickly, keep your hands steady, press the bullet into the magazine, pull the bolt, aim, and shoot!"

"In the beginning, you don't need to pursue speed too much, but make the movements coherent first."

"Come on, good, do it again!"

…………

soon.

Time passed little by little.

Following Ping He's explanation, and imitation training and corrections over and over again, Xu Qing's movements began to become more formal.

At a certain moment, he found that the system panel had changed:

[Skills: Throwing (Beginner+), Shooting (Beginner+)]

In the skill column, there is already an initial skill.

Looking at the interface, I still have 100 experience points left, whether I can become a sharpshooter depends on it!He took a deep breath and clicked directly on the "+" sign.

brush!
He saw the number of experience points drop rapidly, and the text in the [Shooting] column suddenly changed, and some knowledge and memories that he had never had before flooded into his mind.

In an instant, there seemed to be some extremely subtle changes around the body, and the senses became more sensitive, making him feel like he was being tickled all over.

Ping He looked back and saw him frozen in place: "Are you tired? You can rest for a while."

Xu Qing came back to his senses: "...No need."

Bow your head, the system interface has changed to:

[Shooting: Primary (50/100)]

He looked at the gun in his hand again, feeling a little different, a sense of familiarity as if he had been immersed in this way for a long time.

Following his subconscious feeling, he drew the gun, reloaded the ammunition, pulled the bolt, squinted his eyes, and pulled the trigger...

The sounds of "click, click" quickly joined together.

Compared with before, the movements are done in one go, as if they have been honed!

"Hey, this time is very good."

Ping He was also taken aback, and nodded: "It seems that you have some talent in this area... I practiced for a long time before I was able to reach this speed."

Xu Qing smiled, with a lot of confidence in her heart: "I hope!"

He wasn't proud. With the addition of points through the system, he had a basic level of shooting, so Pinghe's level was at least at the intermediate level. He still practiced hard by himself.

He continued to consult for a while.

But not long after, the speed of the entire train suddenly began to slow down, and the clanging noises around the train also gradually decreased. At the same time, soldiers in other carriages shouted:

"Arrived at the station!"

"Come here first." Xu Qing and Pinghe both reacted, put away the gun immediately, and packed up their things.

On Qilian's side, Wu Qianli quickly entered the carriage, glanced at everyone who was cleaning up, and shouted:
"Hurry up, all of them are there! Each platoon is based on a squad, and it takes 5 minutes to bring weapons and equipment!"

"Yes!"

There was a lot of people in the carriage, and the soldiers jumped out of the bunk one after another, grabbed their weapons, carried large and small packages on their backs, and assembled a whole team in the carriage.Xu Qing packed up quickly. He was sent here in a coma, so he didn't bring anything.

Ping He packed his luggage on his back and passed by him: "After the train arrives, there should be a chance to shoot a target. I'll call you when the time comes."

Xu Qing nodded: "Okay!"

Immediately, the train had come to a complete stop, and gradually there were voices calling from outside, urging them to get off the train.

Wu Qianli found Xu Qing, confirmed that others were there, and felt relieved.

Then he turned around and ordered several soldiers to pull open the door handle, and together they slowly pushed open the iron door of the carriage.

wow...

As soon as the door opened, a large piece of golden light shone into the dim compartment, Xu Qing subconsciously covered her eyes.

However, it can be vaguely seen that the outside is an old station, surrounded by soldiers and guards in military uniforms, waiting, there are bright yellow military uniforms everywhere, like long snakes - other brother troops have already got off the train up.

"Is everything all right?"

Qilian: "Okay!"

Wu Qianli waved his hand: "—Go, get out of the car!"

The troops dismount immediately.Facing the face is the golden light shining all over the face at dusk far and near, and under the rolling fire clouds in the sky, the train whistle is honking, and the jet of steam solidifies into solid mountains.

(End of this chapter)