Someone will be stronger than his marksmanship, Yu Xiancheng naturally thought of it, but Yu Xiancheng never thought that that person would be Liu Lang, who he didn't look up to. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Moreover, Liu Lang's marksmanship is too strong, so strong that he is a little desperate, and even Yu Xiancheng feels that he may not be able to reach this realm in his life.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, it's incredible.

"Tuanza, a total of five shots were fired, and all five shots hit this sparrow." Yu Xiancheng grabbed the sparrow that was still showing its strong vitality from the hands of the soldier who had been stunned, and continued loudly.

The noisy field gradually became quiet.

One shot can shatter that sparrow, let alone five shots? If Yu Xiancheng can talk nonsense with his eyes open like this, then he is really not Yu Xiancheng, at least those who are familiar with him think so.

"Hehe, I know the big guys don't believe it, to be honest, if I didn't see it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it." Yu Xiancheng smiled bitterly.

"But Tuanza's marksmanship is indeed so godly, in this way, I'll order a few at random, and you guys will come up and see for yourself." Yu Xiancheng said as he casually pointed at two soldiers on the left and right.

The four soldiers should be from different companies, looking at each other suspiciously, first of all, it was determined that the commander of the 61st Division, Yu, had never said hello to him in private, and hesitantly walked to Yu Xiancheng's side.

Yu Xiancheng pinched the sparrow's neck, and the poor sparrow tried to flap its wings in an attempt to struggle out of the demon's control, but the only effect was to expose his whole body to the staring gaze of the four strong men.

The gaze changed from incomprehension to doubt, and finally, to horror expressed with a wide open mouth.

The sparrow is a bird that is all too familiar to the four soldiers from a peasant family, and although the size of the sparrow in front of him is not large, it is definitely an adult sparrow, if it is not for the bird-catching tools, it is pure wishful thinking to catch it with his bare hands. And the main reason why this sparrow can appear here is that the tips of the two wings of this sparrow have been neatly shaved off, as if they have been cut by scissors, but the two traces of the red and tender wings and tender flesh are as black as ink and fire, which clearly tell several people that there is no kind of knife that can leave that kind of trace, and the only possibility can only be。。。。。

It can only be that the bullet passed at high speed and then burned it.

However, if you want to hit a sparrow flying at high speed in the air, it is already the standard of a sharpshooter, and this even needs to knock off the tips of the wings without hurting the wings, what kind of eyesight and marksmanship do you have to do?

It's not something that people can do at all, and the only thing that can do it is God!

"Don't believe it? I don't believe it either, but look at the sparrow's tail. Yu Xiancheng pointed to the sparrow's tail that was not long, and said astringently.

In addition to the wings, the most important reason why a bird can fly in a balanced way is probably the tail that is used to maintain balance. The little sparrow's heart-rending scream could not stop the eyes of the four big men from falling on the bird's buttocks, which also had three scorch marks, where the feathers of the longest sparrows had long since disappeared.

I'm a mother, this is also a gun? Five shots, five bullets, knocked off the sparrow's normal flight feathers, but did not hurt the sparrow itself. No wonder that after the gunshot, the sparrow fell from the sky in a very strange posture, completely without the consciousness that a bird hit by a rifle bullet should have.

The previous doubts, at this moment, are all solved.

When several soldiers were in a trance and explained what they were watching and thinking to the soldiers around them, they leaned slightly, and the whole audience erupted into a louder noise than just now. If they hadn't determined that at least two of the four soldiers were not from the 61st Division, they would have even suspected that the fat group had co-directed this scene with Yu Xiancheng and several soldiers, a scene in which a fat man turned into a sharpshooter.

Really, this kind of marksmanship is too beyond people's imagination.

However, the facts are there, and if you don't believe it, you have to believe it, especially the poor little sparrow didn't die under Liu Lang's gun, but almost died in the hands of thousands of big men.

Fortunately, in the end, the big men who were full of eyes and doubts had good intentions, and the little sparrow, which could not fly for the time being, took a vacancy, pecked the kitten that was gently holding it, and took advantage of the opportunity for him to let go of his hands due to pain, and escaped into the bushes next to him.

Chen Yunfa laughed heartlessly on the side, and he didn't know if it was because he made the right bet on his wife Ben, who won four times as much, came back, or because the kitten was angry and wanted to drill into the bushes to catch the little sparrows.

The soldiers who pressed Yu Xiancheng to win were depressed, but if you want to say how sad they are, it is not true, there is such a commander with excellent marksmanship, no matter from that point of view, it seems to be more important than a few oceans, especially when fighting.

Although the soldiers are gamblers at this time, they are even more soldiers.

Looking at the audience, I am afraid that only Lao Hou is sad to death, this time sitting in the village, it is a clean loss, especially thinking about the more than 1,000 oceans recorded under the little girl's portrait he painted, Lao Hou wants to play.

On the field, he robbed Hanyang Zao, which the two chiefs were still carrying, and shot himself in the head.

That's five thousand oceans! What to take? Do you want to be a cow and a horse for Chief Ji? The point is that people have to ask for it?

Liu Lang stood there with a smile and let everyone talk about it, and he didn't speak, just like a rich landlord young master, who didn't have the appearance of a murderous sharpshooter with eyes like lightning and a cold face.

"See, see, I told you a long time ago, the chief is a smiling tiger, and the people who underestimate him are all dead. Oh, I'm talking about little devils, don't be afraid, for your own people, the chief will train him, to the death. Zhao Ergou proudly expounded his foresight in a group of soldiers.

Completely forgetting that after he saw Liu Lang just now shoot down a sparrow, his eyes were full of tears, and his heart ached for the ten oceans he had thrown to the veteran ruffian.

"Sir, I don't think it's good for you to say that?" A young soldier asked suddenly.

"Hey, I'm a friend of life and death with the chief, he won't do anything to me because of this little thing, what's more, I'm telling the truth." Zhao Ergou took a beautiful puff of cigarette and said unashamedly.

Liu Lang has already promised the position of the commander of the artillery company of his independent regiment, Zhao Ergou has begun to consciously develop his own team, he knows very well in his heart that these 500 veterans will be the backbone of the independent regiment in the future, and now he will not come to pull the relationship to develop, and it is estimated that he will not even have soup to drink in two days.

This braggadocio is also one of the most important ones.

Obviously, Zhao Ergou, who used to be the commander of the grassroots company of the Northeast Army, has gone ahead of the vast majority of lieutenants in terms of the consciousness of pulling people's heads.

"But, sir, it seems that the group has called you." The soldier replied, as if he was afraid that Zhao Ergou would not hear clearly, and then added: "It seems that I have called you several times." ”

"Ouch, I'll fuck you bunny cubs, and I won't shout Lao Tzu when I hear it." Zhao Ergou spit out half a cigarette in his mouth and hurriedly ran out.

Chief Zhao's hobby is so terrible, and the soldiers who are used to listening to the mantras of the commanders' daily father scolding their mothers are obviously a little uncomfortable with Zhao Ergou's new scolding method.