After Hu Fei assigned work to all the Scar Trinity gang, the rest was basically nothing to do with him. After several leaders led their elite to carry out the so-called "recruitment", Hu Fei took a few minions Shi Shiran to the halfway slope behind the camp.

This hillside was originally used by Feng Quan to train his troops, and there was not only a large natural platform on it, but also a target base made of a mound of earth in the innermost part of this platform. Although Feng Quan is a beard, he actually knows that Lu Dao led his subordinates out to practice guns! Although this kind of target shooting was carried out twice in total, Feng Quan can still be classified by historians as an ideal and ambitious bandit.

Now Hu Fei just wants to use Feng Quan's shooting range to practice his own gun. Everyone knows that Hu Fei's sword skills and martial arts have nothing to say. From the age of three to the present, he has practiced Tongzigong for thirteen years, and his kung fu is far inferior to the top masters, but he is a lot stronger than the so-called practitioners. However, Hu Fei has a weakness, he can't shoot accurately.

It's not that Hu Fei has no talent in this area, the main thing is that he has practiced less. In the past, even if he hunted, it was mostly for fun, but in the future, he has to rely on the gun in his hand to survive! If you don't practice this marksmanship, what will you do to increase the cost of saving your life?

Hu Fei has always lived in a wealthy family environment, and since he was a child, he didn't know what it meant to save some flowers, no matter what, as long as he liked it, he would work hard! It's the same with this target shooting, Feng Quan originally stored a total of two boxes of spare rifle bullets in the camp, and Hu Fei directly brought a box of target shots this time!

In Hu Fei's thoughts, bullets are consumables, and when they run out, they will go to the old north wind of the big boss or it will be over!

"Plug in the target!" Hu Fei ordered the minions to stick targets on the mound, and Hu Dazhai mainly began to practice marksmanship!

Hu Fei still used the Type 38 rifle he snatched from the devil, the kind of pure manual rifle that can suppress five rounds at a time. After stuffing all five rounds into the magazine, he lay down in the firing position, and when he entered the firing state, he did not move.

"Smack!" The first shot didn't seem to hit the target. "Smack!" The second shot grazed the side of the target. The minions who came with him didn't have a sharpshooter, so it was estimated that they were not much better than Hu Fei if they fought by themselves. Therefore, these boys all stared at each other with wide eyes and did not make a sound, so naturally no one laughed at Hu Fei's marksmanship.

When the five rounds were finished, the minions ran over with the target on their shoulders. Hu Fei looked at it, okay, three shots hit the target in five shots, and the other two bullets didn't know where Lu Daofei went! Fortunately, there are few people around this shooting range, and if there are many people, Hu Fei has to be careful not to injure the innocent by mistake.

Hu Fei belongs to the kind of person who does not give up until he sees the goal, since he wants to practice marksmanship, he will definitely not withdraw his troops easily if he does not improve. Keep practicing! After five shots, it was five shots, and just like that, for seven or eight hours during the day, he practiced shooting on his stomach on his stomach in the firing position. Even the food and water were sent to the firing position by the minions. Fortunately, Hu Fei used a manual single-shot rifle, and if he wanted to replace it with an automatic weapon, he would have to say whether his box of bullets would be enough for a day.

For five days, Scar San and Feng Quan recruited troops at the foot of the mountain for five days, and Hu Fei also hit targets at the shooting range for five days. In the past five days, not only have the two boxes of bullets originally stored in the pioneer village been cleaned, but even the dozens of bullets that Hu Fei took from the devil have also been wiped out. It's not right to say that he is absolutely gone, Hu Fei still left two bullets for self-defense, otherwise what would it matter if he only had a gun and no bullets?

After five days of crazy practice, thousands of rounds of bullets were consumed, not to mention, the results were still obvious. Hu Fei not only completely put an end to the phenomenon of missing the target, but also was able to hit more than seven rings from 100 meters away, and achieved an average of 9.5 rings in 50 meters. I believe that it is completely possible to let Hu Fei practice a few thousand more rounds, and the ten rings of guns and guns.

A person like Hu Fei, who has been practicing martial arts for many years, has good eyes, sufficient strength, and strong body adjustment ability, and is originally faster than ordinary people when he practices guns. Hu Fei has been practicing guns without distractions and devoting himself wholeheartedly in the past few days, and it is completely reasonable that his results have grown rapidly. The more stubborn and stubborn the person, the more successful this sentence is applied to Hu Fei, who has not left the shooting range for several days, which is the most suitable.

"Feng Quan, you don't have to go down the mountain to recruit troops today, accompany me to the main village. Our pioneer village has run out of bullets, you accompany me to get a few more boxes. Hu Fei rubbed his rifle and commanded Feng Quan in a nonchaliant tone.

"We still have two boxes of new bullets in the forward village, each box is more than 1,400 rounds, and two boxes are 3,000 rounds of ammunition. If you want to use it, I'll bring it to you now, and we'll get it again when it's used up. Feng Quan still didn't know that Hu Fei had used up the two boxes of bullets in Lu Dao, in his mind, how could 3,000 rounds of ammunition be used for a month or two, right? That's enough ammunition to arm hundreds of men!

"Are those two boxes in the West Wing? Hehe, I haven't had time to tell you that I've run out of bullets in those two boxes. Hu Fei waved his hand indifferently, "Let's go, let's find more big bosses, if there are fewer bullets, it won't be enjoyable." ”

Feng Quan was stunned at this time. Haven't you enjoyed all two boxes of bullets? How much does it take to be enjoyable? Since the boss said that he should follow, of course he can't refute the leader's face as a subordinate. So, the two big and small leaders of the pioneer village led four followers with flat ropes and went directly to the main village where the big boss Lao Beifeng lived.

Pick up bullets? Although Lao Beifeng was a little inexplicable that Hu Fei brought people to get bullets, he still ordered Dashun to take people to the arsenal to move two more boxes out without saying a word. Hu Fei is the owner of the village that he just picked up with his own hands, and he can't come up and refuse the first time people ask for it, right?

"Big boss, I'm afraid two boxes are not enough. Now that the newly recruited brothers have all been enriched into the battalions and villages, we can't spare bullets if we want these people to have combat effectiveness! Only by practicing more in normal times can these people have the means to save their lives in battle, and only then can they have a chance to win. What is lost under the battlefield is bullets, and what is really on the battlefield is life! ”

Old Beifeng rubbed the beard on his chin, and his eyes turned from Hu Fei to Feng Quan, who was hiding behind him, and the remaining bodyguards who acted as porters. It wasn't until this moment that he realized that Hu Fei's request seemed to be a bit excessive.

"This, Hu Fei, you also know that we may go to the front line to fight the devil when we go! Going to the battlefield to fight is naturally the most expensive bullet, and we don't have much ammunition in stock on the mountain, which is reserved for the future war with the devil. ”

"Big boss, are bullets more important than human life? Let's use more bullets now so that the brothers can practice their marksmanship, and not only can they save their lives on the battlefield, but also capture more bullets from the devils. Maybe even the cannon will be captured by then! If you give me two more boxes, I won't ask for more, just two more boxes. Hu Fei bowed to the old north wind and said good things with a smiling face.