The next morning, Yue Feng led his brothers to start live-fire training.
The brothers were so happy that each of them received sixty bullets.
This was no longer generous, but rather "crazy" luxury.
Yue Feng felt sad and thought to himself: When I practice marksmanship, I can shoot as many as I want.
In the early days of training, there were a thousand bullets a day, and no food was allowed until they were finished.
Practicing a gun looks cool, but after practicing too much, my whole body aches and I can't even lift my arms, which is quite painful.
A thousand bullets, that's not coolness, it's torture.
Now, with only sixty, the brothers are overjoyed.
It’s really difficult to fight the war these days.
Yue Feng gave an order, and more than three hundred brothers kept shooting at the target.
In the beginning, the shooting percentage was appallingly low.
Yue Feng stopped from time to time and corrected everyone's shooting movements.
Unknowingly, the brothers' shooting skills improved.
When the sixty bullets were fired, the hit rate increased by one-third.
After the live ammunition practice, the shooting competition began.
Before the game, Yue Feng asked people to carry 99 boxes of instant noodles to the highest point of the training ground, which attracted special attention.
More than 300 brothers looked at the instant noodles, and their confidence soared.
Everyone was thinking about Shihuan, which was ten packs of "immortal noodles."
There are thirty targets in total, and the winner can be determined by shooting eleven rounds.
The target is one hundred and fifty meters away.
In the "Phoenix Anti-Japanese War Team", except Lan Phoenix who did not participate in the competition, all the other brothers participated.
With the sound of a gong, the game begins.
The tall and thin black man was the commander.
He loudly said: "The shooting competition has begun.
The first team, take five steps forward."
In the first round, Gao Dayong and 30 other people shot first.
They lined up in a sloping line, taking five steps forward.
Of course, some took four steps, and some took six steps.
Yue Feng shook his head, but time was too tight and we would discuss the formation later.
Lan Phoenix didn't feel anything, and didn't think there was anything wrong with the formation at all.
The tall and thin man said loudly: "Ten bullets, shoot freely until all are fired."
Lan Fenghuang shouted: "Bullets are hard to come by, aim and shoot, don't waste them."
Gao Dayong laughed loudly: "Brothers, let's fight for the immortal noodles."
Lan Fenghuang glanced at Yue Feng and said with a smile: "Brothers, the shooting competition is not lively enough.
Let's ask the instructor to warm up the field first, and ask the master to shoot ten shots first.
How about"
More than three hundred brothers cheered: "Instructor, instructor, instructor."
Yue Feng smiled faintly, and without refusing, took the 38-meter cap handed over by Lan Fenghuang, adjusted his breathing, and started shooting.
In this competition, three postures are used, lying, squatting, and standing, and the bullet distribution is four, three, and three.
In order to impress the brothers, Yue Feng fired as fast as possible.
Before everyone could recover, he had already fired ten shots in three postures.
Lan Fenghuang looked through the binoculars and exclaimed: "Ten rings, every shot of ten rings is ten rings.
Master, you are so powerful."
Everyone shouted: "Instructor, instructor, you are invincible, you can penetrate the poplar with a hundred steps."
Yue Feng smiled faintly and threw the gun to Lan Fenghuang.
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He knew that with these ten shots, no one would doubt whether the method he taught was correct.
Because, it's obvious.
Lan Phoenix shouted: "The warm-up is over and the game officially begins."
After Gao Dayong and his thirty brothers took a deep breath, they raised their guns and took aim.
For the "fairy noodles", shoot, shoot, shoot "Go, go, go, go" The bullets were fired one by one, which made Lan Fenghuang feel really heartbroken.
The effect was good.
Fifteen people hit the target, including one person from the eighth ring, Gao Dayong, three people from the seventh ring, and a total of six people from the sixth ring.
The tall and thin man said loudly: "Gao Dayong has eight rings, and as a reward four packs of fairy noodles, two packs for Li Cai, Liu Dehe, Wang Dagui, and one pack each for Zhang Laoshi and other six people."
Gao Dayong shook his head and sighed: "My hands are shaking, otherwise, it must be ten rings.
It seems that I haven't practiced enough on the gun.
This gun seems simple, but it is the basics."
Wu Tutuo clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, four packs of fairy noodles, you will be satisfied."
Gao Dayong still sighed: "If it weren't for the trembling hands, it would have been ten rings."
The second game was led by Wu Toutuo, also with thirty people.
After giving the order, Wu Toutuo and other brothers concentrated their energy and fired with all their strength.
As a result, this team performed better than the previous team.
Twenty people hit the target, and one person hit three ten rings.
This person is Wu Toutuo.
Gao Dayong shouted: "Toutuo, it turns out you are full of murderous intent.
It's okay to hit one ten-ring ring, but three more are returned.
How murderous is this?"
Wu Toutuo said calmly: "Kill demons, the more the merrier.
In my eyes, the little devil is the devil."
The tall and thin Hei said loudly: "Congratulations to the fourth master, for receiving ten packs of fairy noodles."
Everyone cheered, envy, jealousy and "hate" Yue Feng said: "Fenghuang, the fourth master has the potential to become a sniper.
He is very calm, sees the devils as evil spirits, and believes that killing ghosts is a good deed."
Lan Fenghuang said happily: "In future wars, I will let Wu Toutuo be a full-time sniper, specializing in hunting Japanese machine gunners, mortar operators and other important targets."
Yue Feng said: "The sniper's fake position I taught you must be set up before the battle."
Lan Fenghuang nodded: "I understand, I promise not to disappoint Master."
The shooting competition continued, one team after another.
Although the results were not amazing, they were much better than before the training.
Many brothers were awarded "fairy noodles".
The most surprising thing is Hu A Niu, who hit ten rings with five shots and won the first place.
The second place is Wu Toutuo, who hit the tenth ring with three shots.
The third place is the honest brother, named Zhang Baibai, with two bullets hitting the tenth ring.
Yue Feng was very happy and decided to take some time to give guidance to the three people and let them form a sniper triangle.
Each person is assigned an assistant to assist them in observing, luring enemies, loading bullets, etc., to maximize their sniper skills.
When Yue Feng saw that the competition was over, he was about to announce the distribution of prizes.
At this time, Lan Fenghuang said loudly: "Master, I haven't competed yet."
Yue Feng smiled and said: "Then come."
Lan Fenghuang grabbed the 38 big cover and fired ten shots quickly.
It was not bad, and one shot hit the ten rings.
All the brothers cheered: "Master, ten rings, ten rings" Hei Gao Slender said: "Ten rings, reward ten packs of fairy noodles."
Lan Fenghuang waved his hand and shouted: "Shooting, it's not a big deal.
In fact, what I am competing against is not guns, but cannons and mortars.
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Come on, come on!"
A brother carried a mortar over and quickly placed it.
Another brother brought a grenade.
Yue Feng asked in surprise: "You want to use a mortar for target shooting?"
Lan Fenghuang asked: "Isn't it possible?
Although I have never fired a cannon, I have a feeling that I am born to fire a cannon.
I feel that Hun'er and mortars grow together."
Yue Feng's heart moved and he thought to himself: This is the quality of a divine artilleryman.
He smiled and said: "Okay, let's fire."
Lan Phoenix walked up to the mortar, stared at the target, and gave a thumbs up to test.
Hei Gao Shou shouted loudly: "Don't make any sound, the boss is taking aim."
Gao Dayong said: "You are the one who speaks out."
Wu Toutuo said: "Why are you speaking out again?"
Hei Gao Shou said, "I'm telling everyone to keep quiet."
Gao Dayong and Wu Toutuo asked back: "Aren't you a human being?"
Lan Phoenix grabbed the cannonball and put it into the barrel.
With a "bang", the grenade whizzed out, hit the target, and with a "boom", the target flew into the sky.
Yue Feng laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, even in a quarrel, he still managed to get ahead with a hundred steps.
He is indeed a master artilleryman.
I announce that in today's shooting competition, the first place winners are Lan Fenghuang and Hu Aniu.
The two are tied.
Each will receive thirty bags of fairy noodles.”
The brothers cheered: "God of guns, God of guns, God of guns, God of guns" Yue Feng personally distributed the prizes and delivered bags of instant noodles to the brothers.
The winning brothers cheered.
For those who did not win, Yue Feng encouraged them to practice their marksmanship hard and compete again next time.
As long as they hit six or more rings, they will definitely be rewarded.
The brother who did not win the prize was in high spirits and gearing up, vowing to win the prize next time.
After all, the "fairy noodles" are so delicious and so tempting: