1979: My fiancée is a goddess

Chapter 246: Amazing shooting skills, material transportation mission.

"Bang bang bang!"

Rows of iron bookshelves covered with rusty red debris are displayed in the small and quiet information room.

A thin beam of light of pale golden color came in through the window covered with iron mesh, and tiny dust particles invisible to the naked eye moved in the air under the sunlight.

There were three tables on the open space on the right for people to sit and read, but at this moment there was only one handsome young man sitting upright with his back straight, leaning over the table, holding a pen and drawing on paper with a focused look.

Cheng Kaiyan sniffed the faint scent of rotting wood and paper in the air while her eyes swept across the paper.

I saw that a dark green mold had grown out of nowhere on a corner of the letter paper in the humid and sultry air of southern Xinjiang. The green mold was spreading ripples and spreading like flowers on the paper.

There is a kind of enchanting and strange beauty that is captivating.

"The air is humid and hot. The climate in the subtropical rainforest is really bad."

Cheng Kaiyan has been staying in the reference room reading materials in recent days. The third volume of Fang Hua is the protagonist's nirvana on the battlefield.

The story is set in the vast mountains of southern Xinjiang.

In order to make it more realistic and close to reality, Cheng Kaiyan planned to shoot materials from the real scene in Laoshan.

Firstly, it is convenient and nearby, and secondly, this is where he once made contributions.

The military information in Cheng Kaiyan's hand was compiled by a meteorological expert after years of research.

The Laoshan area in southern Xinjiang has a typical subtropical monsoon climate.

The climate is hot and humid, and primary forests cover most of the area.

Poisonous insects, miasma, swamps, poisonous snakes, poisonous strains...

All kinds of potential dangers are concealed by this dense, prosperous and vital primeval forest, just like a ferocious beast lurking in the dark, waiting for the opportunity to devour its prey.

When Cheng Kaiyan went to the hospital to find Lin Qingshui, he saw many soldiers who were bitten and poisoned by mosquitoes, snakes and ants.

In addition, there is plenty of rainfall here, and the rainy season lasts from April to November.

Now in August, it is the time of the year with the most abundant rainfall, with the maximum rainfall reaching over 60 to 70 mm, which often leads to frequent flash floods, mudslides and muddy roads.

That is to say, there was no rain during this period, and the road had been treated and was relatively dry, so they were able to come by car.

This shows how harsh the climatic conditions and natural environment are.

The soldiers who defend the country and the border resist foreign enemies while fighting against the natural environment here.

It is worthy of being the birthplace of the "Laoshan Spirit".

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a knock on the door of the data room.

"Teacher Cheng, your friend is here to see you. It's Comrade Wang Anyi."

The person who spoke was Officer Fang, who was in charge of the information room, a young man in his twenties.

Cheng Kaiyan was puzzled. Why did Comrade Xiao Wang come to see him at this time?
He rushed to the door and responded, "Got it, I'll be right over."

He looked down at the time and found that it was just after four o'clock in the afternoon.

So I closed the document, packed up my things, and prepared to take it back to continue reading in detail.

Carrying the briefcase, he opened the door and the rusty door hinges made a teeth-grinding creaking sound.

A young lesbian in short-sleeved shirt and long skirt was chatting with a thin young man wearing glasses.

It was Wang Anyi and Secretary Fang.

"Director Fang, I didn't expect you to have seen my work. I am really flattered. I didn't expect that my humble work would be so appealing to you."

"Comrade Wang, you are joking. I just read it casually. I don't have any literary theory. I can only judge the quality of the article based on my intuition."

"My literary intuition is always accurate. Keep it up."

Wang Anyi waved her hand and encouraged.

She didn't expect to meet a young man who loved literature so much in the military camp. It was really rare.

"Haha... Hey! Teacher Cheng is here, I won't disturb you guys, you guys chat."

Secretary Fang felt a little embarrassed by what Wang Anyi said, so he tilted his head and smiled shyly. Out of the corner of his eye, he just happened to see a handsome, elegant young man walking out with a briefcase, and he quickly reminded him.

"Finally I see you, Cheng Kaiyan. What have you been busy with these days? You are a very busy man. I don't see you all day long."

Seeing Cheng Kaiyan walking slowly towards her, Wang Anyi couldn't help but frown.

"Teacher Cheng has been reading military materials in Laoshan recently. I have met many military writers, but this is the first time I have seen a writer who studies military materials as seriously as Teacher Cheng. Teacher Cheng will definitely write a masterpiece about the military."

Secretary Fang looked at Cheng Kaiyan with a respectful tone.

These days he often saw Cheng Kaiyan sitting in the information room for most of the day and writing for the whole morning, which was really admirable.

He feels that only writers like this can write good works.

"I see. But... I heard from them that you wrote a work about the art troupe, didn't you?"

Wang Anyi naturally knew that Cheng Kaiyan had written a lot of works. When she heard what Secretary Fang said, she immediately became curious.

"It's the last scene of the work. The story is set on a battlefield. We, the literary and artistic workers who have never been to a battlefield, can only hear about it from the soldiers and the materials. Despite this, it is best to strive for authenticity."

Cheng Kaiyan nodded and explained.

"You're right. I want to learn from you."

Wang Anyi agreed with him and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this. Team Leader Ning and some writers are shooting at the shooting range. Team Leader Ning asked me to go and have some fun with you. We also need to discuss something else."

"Shooting at the range?"

"Yes, I'm telling you, I just realized that Zhu Sujin's shooting skills are so good. He can hit seven or eight rings out of ten shots. Brother Ye Xin and Brother Jiang Zilong are not his match.

Even Team Leader Ning wasn't that good enough when he came on stage, so I asked you to go and compete."

Wang Anyi was amazed.

Comrade Zhu is indeed a military writer who came out of the army. His military literacy is a hundred times better than theirs.

He is just too arrogant. He becomes proud immediately after shooting.

She didn't mention herself because she couldn't even hold the gun steadily, let alone shoot.

I just tried a shot and it almost went off accidentally, which scared the army officers.

"Do you want to give it a try?"

Wang Anyi was also very curious about Cheng Kaiyan's shooting skills. He must have some confidence that Team Leader Ning entrusted him with such an important task and asked him to save the situation, right?
"Military writers also participate in training. It's normal that you can't compete with them. This stuff is purely fed by bullets."

Cheng Kaiyan smiled and comforted him, thinking that this evil woman Ning Qiuyue was offended by Zhu Sujin and asked him to put out the fire?

Humph! You have come to this day.

No matter what she said, Cheng Kaiyan still had to go.

After all, Zhu Sujin is too arrogant and I have disliked him for a long time.

"go!"

"go!"

……

……

"Bang bang bang!"

Military camp shooting range.

With a dull thud, a bright yellow metal bullet shot out and instantly hit the target ten meters away. Blue-green smoke rose from the black and hot muzzle.

"Comrade Zhu Sujin, Nine Rings!"

The shooting range officer in charge of recording glanced sideways with a hint of surprise at the young man not far away, who was holding a gun in his right hand and supporting his wrist with his left hand, standing proudly.

Although I have worked in the military shooting range for many years and have seen countless sharpshooters.

But he also didn't expect that the military writer surnamed Zhu's shooting skills could reach eight or nine rings, which was already a very good level among ordinary people.

The writers who were collecting folk songs gathered under the shade of the trees were discussing Zhu Sujin's marksmanship with great interest.

After all, guns are rare in our daily lives.

"Awesome! It seems like none of us can rival Comrade Xiao Zhu."

Ye Xin crossed his arms.

"Even Team Leader Ning is inferior in skills, let alone us. We can't even compare to Team Leader Ning."

Jiang Zilong said with a smile.

At this time, Zhu Sujin put down the gun, his face full of an uncontrollable smile and pride.

He came over happily, sat on a small stool not far away, next to Ning Qiuyue, who was holding her chest with her arms crossed, and said, "Team Leader Ning, why don't you try again? Maybe you can get some improvement."

"No need, I'll wait for Deputy Team Leader Cheng to come."

Ning Qunqun looked into the distance and said indifferently.

Born into a military family, she has been learning pistol skills since she was a child.

When the shooting competition started, she thought she would be able to crush this group of artists.

However, she didn't expect that Zhu Sujin's shooting skills were better than hers, and Ning Qiuyue's mood suddenly became weird.

That would have been fine, but after Zhu Sujin demonstrated his shooting skills, he actually came over to me and talked about some nonsense.

Ning Qiuyue had a keen eye and could tell at a glance that Zhu Sujin was showing off in front of her. Male creatures showed their ridiculous desire to show off and their instinct to court a mate in front of beautiful females.

Perhaps most women would still think he is strong and powerful.

But for a beautiful woman like Ning Qiuyue who is of noble birth and has a strong personality, isn't this a provocation?
When Zhu Sujin heard this, his face suddenly turned unhappy.

Cheng Kaiyan!
It’s Cheng Kaiyan again!
Sooner or later you will be in trouble.

Zhu Sujin muttered indignantly in his heart, but when he turned around and thought about his marksmanship and writing, he felt much better.

When I heard that Cheng Kaiyan had already started writing articles, I felt very anxious.

So inspired by him that Zhu Sujin chose to stay in the military dormitory and concentrate on writing, and rarely went out.

But the effect is also very obvious. After constructing the outline of "Shooting the Wolf", Zhu Sujin quickly began to create the specific story.

He thought the beginning would be a little awkward and difficult, but he didn't expect that under the pressure from Cheng Kaiyan, his inspiration would burst forth.

For a while, the progress was rapid.

Even after writing 10,000 words, I showed it to several writers in my dormitory, and they all applauded and clapped their hands.

Zhu Sujin was also very satisfied with himself and his self-confidence was surging.

Now he even dares to dream of getting first place in the main text of the folk song collection.

That’s several thousand dollars, and the chance for it to be adapted into a movie.

As for Cheng Kaiyan?
Ha ha……

He didn't care about either writing or shooting.

at this time.

At the entrance of the shooting range, Cheng Kaiyan and Wang Anyi appeared late.

"Comrade Xiao Cheng is here. I heard he was from the military art troupe. He should be a good shooter, right?"

An older comrade pointed and said.

"It seems the art troupe also needs training."

Ye Xin nodded.

"Then he shouldn't be better than Comrade Zhu Sujin, right? After all, Officer Hu from the shooting range said Comrade Zhu's shooting skills are considered very accurate in the army."

A young female comrade looked at Zhu Sujin with a hint of admiration in her eyes.

It’s a pity that Zhu Sujin’s eyes were fixed on Ning Qiuyue and he didn’t notice her at all.

For him, mature and beautiful women are the most suitable, and young girls can be left alone.

"Not always."

At this moment, Ning Qiuyue finally stood up and snorted coldly.

She was well aware of Cheng Kaiyan's information in the army, so she naturally knew that her cheap nephew was an incredibly good marksman.

Otherwise, he would not have given the pistol that the old man gave him for self-defense to Cheng Kaiyan and asked him to protect himself.

"Cheng Kaiyan, come here quickly. Comrade Xiao Zhu's spear skills are superb. Every spear he shoots has reached the ninth level. No one can compare with him. We are just waiting for you. Come and compete."

Ning Qiuyue waited until Cheng Kaiyan came closer, and immediately added fuel to the fire.

"It's not bad."

When Zhu Sujin saw Ning Qiuyue complimenting him, he felt secretly happy and said proudly.

"No hurry, I'll sit for a while. Where's your stool, Team Leader Ning?"

Cheng Kaiyan glanced across their faces and said calmly.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Everyone has been waiting for you for a long time."

Ning Qiuyue raised her eyebrows and said coldly.

"Look, you're in a hurry."

"..."

Ning Qiuyue had a dark face and pushed Cheng Kaiyan to the edge of the cordon without saying a word.

He put the gun in his hand again, his eyes full of warning, "Let's get started. If you, the deputy team leader, can't beat Xiao Zhu, you will lose face. Mr. Cheng, you don't want to be told that you are incompetent, right?"

"That's right, Cheng Kaiyan, you can't be incapable, right?"

Seeing this, Zhu Sujin quickly challenged.

Cheng Kaiyan ignored everything, raised the gun with one hand, aimed at the metal target, and pulled the trigger.

Bang!
"Off target! Missed the target."

The shooting range officer looked at Cheng Kaiyan. He knew that this person was the deputy leader of the field research team, so he announced with some embarrassment.

"Hahaha!"

Everyone watching burst into laughter, and the atmosphere became much happier for a moment.

"Cheng Kaiyan, you are not as good as me."

Seeing this, Wang Anyi immediately burst into laughter and said.

"call……"

Ning Qiuyue glared at Cheng Kaiyan expressionlessly.

Zhu Sujin almost laughed out loud, and felt much more relaxed.

But then...

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Cheng Kaiyan fired nine shots in a row, all in one go, smoothly and naturally.

This time, the shooting range officer was so shocked that his eyes popped out of his head and he shouted in disbelief: "Ten...nine, nine ten rings!"

Everyone looked at Cheng Kaiyan, their eyes full of surprise.

Are there any experts?

"Tsk... I haven't touched it for years. My hands are so raw. I actually missed the target."

Cheng Kaiyan put down the gun, shook his sore hands, and muttered to himself.

Everyone heard the words and remained silent.

Easy to install.

"Well, Deputy Team Leader Cheng's shooting skills are pretty good, but he still needs to practice hard to get his feel back. This is the front line."

Ning Qiuyue nodded with satisfaction, and then announced:

"Okay, I have something to announce next. The 8th and 9th Infantry Companies at the front line will be out of food in two weeks.

The regiment and battalion staff formulated the task of transporting military supplies to the front line in three days.

Considering the field research mission, Political Commissar Ma and the head of the group specifically allowed us to participate in the mission.

This time I can experience the real front line and the real flames of war.”

"Anyone who is willing can sign up. It is voluntary and not mandatory."

Suddenly everyone was in an uproar.

"Then I will take the lead. Anyone who is interested can come to me to sign up. Our team leader Ning will return to the military region tomorrow. I will handle all matters."

Cheng Kaiyan raised his eyebrows. He was just about to go to the Laoshan front line to take a look.

"Then I'll go too!"

"I won't go..."

Everyone was talking about it.

In the end, there were a total of eight writers who participated in this military supplies transportation mission.

Cheng Kaiyan, Zhu Sujin, Ye Xin, Jiang Zilong and others.

The next morning.

Ning Qiuyue got on the military vehicle back to the city. She wanted to go back quickly before it rained.

Everyone participating in the transportation mission is also making intensive preparations.

This time the team was led by twenty fully armed soldiers, eight writers on field trips, and eight mules for transporting the consignment.

Three days flew by.

On the morning of the mission, the originally clear sky was covered by thick light gray clouds.

It indicates that a heavy rain is about to come.

Everyone looked at the gloomy sky and their hearts sank, but they still prepared their raincoats and equipment and resolutely embarked on the journey of transporting supplies.

at the same time.

Ning Qiuyue also went to the best hospital in the provincial capital of southern Xinjiang to visit her third brother Ning Ruzheng, but saw a figure here.

"Why are you here? Jiang Ting?"

(End of this chapter)