Mantra

Chapter 263

Compared with the look of awe on the face of the reconnaissance company commander, Wang Hou and Chang Hou, who were not afraid of tigers as newborn calves, were much more relaxed.

They didn't know where my squad leader "killed" a green onion, so they didn't take my squad leader's words seriously.

Therefore, Wang Hou came up and said to my squad leader: "You want to gamble with guns?"

"It's not that I want to gamble with guns..." My squad leader looked at me with strange eyes, and continued to correct Wang Hou: "You and your old fellow villager gambled with guns, dare you?"

As the voice of my old squad leader fell to the ground, there was a burst of laughter in the cafeteria.

It is a joke that a cook in the cooking team wants to "gamble" with the second soldier king in the army, but it is really interesting.And... very entertaining.

I don't know why my old squad leader pushed me into such a pit of fire. Maybe he thinks that I'm not big enough to make a fool of myself, or maybe he thinks that Wang Hou is too rampant and needs a lesson and contempt. In short... I was so muddle-headed by myself The squad leader pushed to the pinnacle of the game.

Wang Hou, who didn't know what to do, immediately became interested. He stretched out his hand, pointed at me and asked, "Interesting...Old Tian, ​​what shall we bet?"

"I, this..." I hesitated and couldn't speak, or I didn't think about what to bet at all.

At this time, my old squad leader spoke for me again: "Wang Hou, don't you have Wang Qichuan's Swiss Army Knife? How about betting on that?"

These words made everyone present change their faces.

That knife was Wang Qichuan's affirmation of Wang Hou, and its meaning is worth mentioning. As long as my squad leader dares to make such a request, there is already a lot of contempt in it.Moreover, it made Wang Hou very uncomfortable.

He didn't gamble, because it spread because he was "afraid" of a cook who hadn't even touched a gun a few times. Gambling seemed a bit too petty, and he didn't respect his teachers.

My squad leader's move was really damaging. He suddenly intensified the conflict to the extreme, and... made Wang Hou very angry.

Back then, Wang Hou was young and energetic, and when he was determined to move forward, this kid saw a "white-sleeve" cooking soldier who despised him so much and challenged him, so he was furious at that time!

So, he agreed wholeheartedly: "Bet! If you lose, what will you give me?"

My old squad leader shook his head and told him, "It's also a knife, but it's just a kitchen knife. Our Zhao family's antique kitchen knife, is it fair?"

Gambling with a saber for a kitchen knife and an antique for honor was a fairly fair bargaining chip, so the two sides quickly reached an agreement.

After making an appointment with each other, the people from the reconnaissance company went to the shooting range in the back mountain. In the end, it was only me and the squad leader, standing alone in the cafeteria... and continued to sweep the floor.

To be honest, I feel very wronged.

What does it mean to catch ducks on the shelves?This is called catching ducks on the shelves!Let me compare marksmanship with the men and horses of the scout company of the division, and one day it will be gone!

Moreover, I have long heard that Wang Hou's marksmanship has become superb. With an ordinary rifle, he can hit an object the size of a fingernail at a distance of [-] meters... But what can I hit?It would be nice to be on target.

Compared to my confused mood, the old squad leader's next performance was calm and tight. After the scout company's people had gone out, the old man began to move the table and sweep the floor again, doing his duty work like a normal person.

After cleaning everything, the squad leader tapped the 95 rifle in my hand with a broom and said: "If you are so scared, think about how to win for a while. If you win, won't you be ashamed?"

"Win?" I smiled wryly and shook my head.

Seeing my disappointed expression, my squad leader immediately put down the broom. He sat down and said to me calmly: "Buer! If you talk about marksmanship, you may not be able to beat Wang Hou, but apart from marksmanship , there are still many ways to defeat Wang Hou, such as... using your brain and using terrain."

"Use your brain?" I said in amazement: "Aim the gun, aim at three points and one line, and the top of the shooting range is flat. What kind of brain and terrain do you use?"

Facing my words, my squad leader smiled again, and then told me in a very mysterious way: "Target shooting, the shooting range is also very important, do you know what the terrain of our shooting range in Luanfengangzi is called in ancient Fengshui? "

I shook my head, thinking that this has something to do with target shooting?Even if you know what it is called, can you play a few more rings?
Seeing that I didn't know, my squad leader didn't want to keep it secret. He told me directly: "The shooting range is called "corpse collection ground" in Fengshui. With the help of the 'power' of the corpse collection ground, it is not impossible to win Wang Hou..."

Afterwards, my squad leader told me the Feng Shui principle of the corpse collection site, and I came up with a...very poisonous "method" from it!

Wang Hou and the reconnaissance company will probably have to pay the price for their arrogance!
... When the squad leader and I appeared on the shooting range, as expected, it caused a burst of laughter from the scout company.

At that time, our company commander and company deputy were all present, and they couldn’t hold back when they saw me wearing a sleeved apron. Therefore, after I walked into the shooting range and saluted, my company commander yelled at me: "Throw away your 'filial piety' to me, and save me from embarrassing myself in the shooting range!"

Hearing the words, how dare I not listen?So I quickly took off the white apron on my body and handed it to my old squad leader for safekeeping.

After that, I walked to the shooting position without daring to vent my anger, and checked the rifle.

At this time, Wang Hou had been waiting at the shooting position for a long time. He looked at me who was walking and smiled awkwardly, but his face was still relaxed and arrogant.

I know the time has come.

So, the moment I met Deputy Platoon Commander Wang, I quickly raised my voice an octave, and shouted in front of everyone: "That... Platoon Commander Wang! I can't shoot! You have to be merciful, Don't let me lose so badly for a while!"

These words caused the scout company to laugh extremely, and while laughing, it also made my company commander very uncomfortable.

If it wasn't for the fact that I had already reached the shooting position, if it wasn't for the presence of other people, I guess he would have been heartbroken to rush over and kick me to death.

What you need to be a soldier is a kind of momentum and spirit. No matter whether you win the battle or not, you can't lose in the momentum.

Of course, they don't know that this is one of my strategies, and I have already made up my mind that this time I will shoot the target, I will "seek victory in mourning", let the scouts even take a look, our cooking team is not good messed with.

So, I quickly calmed down my heart, and continued to follow the steps, reloading, going to the hall, and pulling the safety, and then crawled in the shooting position without moving, just waiting for the company commander's order.

In the silence, I reminded myself over and over again that this is the "corpse collection ground" and my shooting range!
(End of this chapter)