It's night.

The silver moon is like a hook.

The evening breeze is cool, and the frogs are chirping and the cicadas are noisy.

Nie Xiaotian was lying on his bed, with a bean-sized oil lamp lit beside him. What he has in his hand is a list, and this list couldn't be simpler, it is the list selected by the big competition. Looking at the list, Nie Xiaotian took a sip of wine, and the smile on his face couldn't stop.

He was happy.

I saw that it was written on the list that there were more than 60 people who scored more than 45 rings in the 300-meter shooting, and more than 20 people who scored more than 45 rings in the 350-meter shooting! What is this concept? Just this distance from this marksmanship, coupled with the sniper essentials taught by Nie Xiaotian on weekdays, it is not too much to pull them out to be snipers!

That's a lot of people.

It's all a treasure.

This has to pull a few and put them on which hill to block, and you can harvest a piece of little devils with one shot.

What's more, among the more than 20 people, there are seven or eight achievements that have reached more than 48 rings!

What is this concept? This is the sharpshooter.

It's the king of guns!

Nie Xiaotian picked up the baby, laughing like a child who had got candy. "Okay, damn it, this little master is developed." As he spoke, he picked up the small wine bowl again and took a sip, "Come, monk, I'm happy today, I'll reward you." ”

When Monk Yang, who was lying quietly on the side, heard this, he was immediately overjoyed: "Hehe, that relationship is good!" The monk smiled, stepped forward, and brought the wine bowl with a pair of big hands and raised his head to drink. The monk's principle is that if the battalion commander of the second cargo does not give him a drink, he will have to drink it to death, you must know that he will not know when he will be able to drink it next time!

Drink to death, and do not drink in vain.

Anyway, after drinking these two goods, the battalion commander will find a way to get them himself.

Seeing that Monk Yang wanted a cow to drink, Nie Xiaotian hurriedly shouted: "Hey, you take it easy and leave a mouth for Lao Tzu...... Ouch, I'm a fucking slut, why should I reward you with a mouthful......" When Nie Xiaotian grabbed the wine bowl and took a look, most of the wine had been solved by Monk Yang, and the rest was not even two sips. Look at Nie Xiaotian, he feels distressed, and he can't wait to take the wine back from Monk Yang's stomach.

Monk Yang smiled stupidly: "Battalion commander, it's not my fault, you made me drink!" ”

"Yes, I'm a shit, get out of here."

"Alas, I'll just get out of ......here," Monk Yang said, and rolled back to his bed quickly, smashing his mouth, reminiscing about the aroma of wine just now, and looking intoxicated.

Nie Xiaotian saw it in his eyes and smiled. Scolding and scolding, distressed wine is distressed drinking, but his relationship with Monk Yang and other soldiers is particularly deep. It's just that everyone is a big guy, and that's probably how they get along. Simple and straightforward, scold two sentences if you like, kick him twice, the more you beat, the more you scold the feelings, but the deeper the feelings, the true temperament is probably like this.

took out a cigarette and lit it.

His eyes were still on the list, and there were many familiar names in the list. Nie Xiaotian asked Liu Ziguang and Wu Daniu to take it seriously and hone them well. Now that I look at it, the individuals he named are all on the list. It's hard for Nie Xiaotian not to be pleased.

Yes, the seeds are there.

It has already been sown in the ground, just waiting for some fertilizer, and it will grow in a few days.

Nie Xiaotian thought so, and a smile was obvious at the corner of his mouth. Isn't it the special operations squad of the little devils? Wait, you will show you what special forces are!

"Battalion commander, battalion commander!"

Suddenly, there was a small shouting and a soft knock at the door.

Then a figure flashed in.

Nie Xiaotian turned over and stood up from the bed, and saw by the light of the oil lamp that it was none other than Liu Ziguang. Nie Xiaotian is happy, what else can Liu Ziguang do at this time? Of course, the task he gave him during the day has progressed.

Really. Liu Ziguang opened his mouth and said, "Battalion commander, according to your orders, I sent someone to keep an eye on that person." ”

"How's it going?" Monk Yang leaned over and asked curiously.

Liu Ziguang said: "As a result, haha, battalion commander, you are really a god." Liu Ziguang smiled happily.

"Less sycophants! Getting to the point! Although Nie Xiaotian boasted that he was like a god, he had no pride or pride at this time.

Liu Ziguang said: "Yes, I said the main point...... We just found out that the man had slept in the barracks, and then he slipped out of the barracks, and went about stealthily, taking notes with pen and paper from time to time! ”

Ooh.

It's so insidious.

Nie Xiaotian finally understood, the little devil was really going to come to beat his own rhythm. First send someone to figure out the defense system of the buddy here, the firepower is allocated, and then the heavy troops will be pressed on the border, so as to put Lao Tzu's small Dongzhuang in one pot. What a sinister trick, such a shameless approach. It's a shame that the young master has a sharp eye and sees through his mother's scheme, otherwise he would have fallen for them. Yes, since this is the case, then the master will do what he wants, hehe...... Let's see who's in the dark!

Nie Xiaotian secretly pondered and said, "Did you find that guy's accomplice?" ”

Liu Ziguang shook his head: "I haven't found it yet." ”

"It shouldn't be the only one of the devil's spies, I think they will usually send a few more people for the sake of insurance." Nie Xiaotian analyzed, "In this way, you have worked hard to stare that person to death. Pay more attention to the periphery, and there will definitely be little devils to come to answer. ”

"Yes! Battalion commander. Liu Ziguang hurriedly saluted.

Nie Xiaotian nodded: "If there is any news, please notify me as soon as possible!" ”

Yulin County.

Yokogen Sakata was picking up a glass of sake and drinking it leisurely, and in front of him was a beautiful courtesan, whose skin was snow-white, and she was dancing gracefully with a paper fan in her hand. His eyes were so straight that he couldn't wait to bury them in the courtesan's chest, and there was a lewd smile on the corner of his mouth.

To his right, Takuya Kimura was grimacing, and although he was also watching the dance of the courtesan in front of him, he was absent-minded, probably thinking about how to kill the damn shadow.

Yokogen Sakata saw it in his eyes and said with a smile: "Kimura-kun, relax, relax, look, how beautiful Miss Ayako's dance is." ”

"General, I'm ......"

"I know what you're thinking!"

"Nani?"

"Are you wondering why I still have the leisure to watch Miss Ayako dance here instead of sending troops to destroy the shadows that have been discovered, right?"

Takuya Kimura nodded.

Yokogen Sakata smiled gloomily: "Hehe, in fact, why don't I want to destroy it as soon as possible!" However, you must know the power of the Shadow. There is a saying among the people of China, knowing and knowing the other can survive a hundred battles......"

"Really?"

"You guessed it right, I've already sent someone to Dongzhuang!" Hengyuan Sakata said proudly, "Not only that, but in order to be able to wipe out the shadows, I also mobilized the troops of the provincial capital and contacted the airport in Linxian County......"

Yes?

Takuya Kimura was shocked, this is inevitably too big?!

Hengyuan Sakata said gloomily, but before he finished speaking, his eyes became extremely sharp, and his mouth said word by word: "The shadow must die!" The gods and Buddhas can't keep it, I said! Between gritting his teeth, the wine glass held by Yokogen Sakata in his right hand clicked, and he was stunned and crushed by him!

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