The sun is getting higher and higher, and there are almost no pedestrians on the road.

Xiaozui held a banana leaf above his head to block the sun. Wang Zhong carried the newly acquired Shui Lianzhu on his back. The bullets were wrapped in the bag and tied behind his back. Two horse-branded rollers were inserted behind his waist, and they walked side by side on the road.

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"Brother, why did you buy so many guns?"

Xiao Zui asked Wang Zhong doubtfully.

Wang Zhongdao: "As the old saying goes, you can't have the intention to harm others, but you must have the intention to guard against others. The world is so chaotic right now. I can't stay by your side to protect you all the time. You have no power to restrain a chicken.

Little girl, you have to have some means to protect yourself."

"Ah?" Although Xiao Zui was clumsy, his brain was not slow. How could he not understand the meaning of Wang Zhong's words? But it was precisely because he understood what Wang Zhong meant that Xiao Zui was so surprised.

Wang Zhong did not take Xiaozui back to the city, but led him to an empty place on the edge of the Nu River where there was no one around.

"This is the safety. You have to open the safety before the gun can fire!"

"This is the trigger, this is the magazine, this button controls the magazine, press it to eject the magazine..."

Wang Zhong first briefly explained the structure of the gun to Xiaozui, and then began to teach her how to load the gun and how to aim and fire.

Xiaozui had never been exposed to firearms before, and naturally knew nothing about firearms. He didn't even know how to hold a gun. Wang Zhong could only teach him step by step. During the teaching, the two of them would inevitably come into physical contact.

Wang Zhong's heart was as calm as water, which was fine, but Xiao Zui had a very good impression of Wang Zhong, and now that they suddenly had physical contact, he couldn't help but feel a little shy.

"There's nothing tricky about shooting. All you need to do is reach your eyes, the center of aim, and the target at three o'clock and one line." Wang Zhong first corrected Xiao Zui's movements step by step, and then demonstrated a few shots in person, urging Xiao Zui to practice.

The gun was fired.

At first, Xiao Zuiguang could even startle himself when he fired. As he kept firing, he gradually got used to the sound of the gun, and things got much better. Even his accuracy needed to be practiced. Even after emptying two magazines, he only hit the target.

He shot two shots at the target tree ten meters away. The hit rate was really a bit low.

In the evening, after having dinner at Xiaozui's house, Wang Zhong returned to the shelter and was surrounded by a group of extremely curious soldiers.

"Big boss, do you have a gun?" Bu La and Wang Zhong are fellow villagers, and they have the relationship of helping to do work before, so they naturally get closer: "Don't you like it?"

Kaname, who had always been inseparable from him, surrounded Wang Zhong curiously.

Wang Zhong said: "No, give it to my sister!"

Bu La said, "By the way, you are not here today. The veterinarian said that there is an order from above. In a few days, someone from above will come down to integrate our group of defeated troops, saying that they are going to Burma to fight against Xiaodongyang."

"Going to Myanmar?" Wang Zhong looked at Bula and nodded. Of course he knew about this, but he didn't expect that it would happen so quickly.

"When did you say it?"

Bula shook his head and said, "That's not true."

Wang Dian nodded and did not ask any further questions.

In the barracks, Ah Yi was sleeping next to Wang Zhong's bed. There was no way he could help it. Ah Yi was the cleanest in the entire shelter. Not only his clothes and daily habits, but also the bed was kept clean. Although Wang Zhong

Heavy ones have strong survivability and can be accepted under any conditions, but if they can be a little cleaner, of course cleaner ones are better.

In terms of military rank, Wang Zhong is just a small second lieutenant platoon leader. In terms of background, all his old bosses assigned by the system with this status have been defeated. Otherwise, he would not have been reduced to the same status as these defeated soldiers.

Come to Zenda.

Zenda is located on the southwest border, and at least now there are absolutely no Japanese troops around.

In front of the defeated soldiers at the shelter, Wang Zhong could not speak at all, let alone expect others to listen to him.

"I heard that you bought a gun?" Wang Zhong just lay down, and Ayi, who had been silent next to him, suddenly spoke.

"I bought it." Wang Zhong said and handed the horse card player he just took off his waist to Ayi: "Sir, Ayi, please give me a hand."

Ayi was a little flattered and took the pistol handed over by Wang Zhong without embarrassment. He held the gun in front of his eyes as if touching a rare treasure and stroked it gently.

"This is the M1903 pistol produced by Colt. It is one of the most classic pistols in the world. In our country, it is generally called the Continental Pistol."

Commander Ayi still has a good reserve of theoretical knowledge, but he has never been on the battlefield, so he was carried away by the defeated soldiers all the way south to Zenda. Although he has the highest military rank among the defeated soldiers, he is a real fledgling.

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However, Ah Yi's determination to serve the country is no less than anyone else's.

As Ayi spoke, he ejected the magazine, then pulled the bolt, ejected the bullet from the barrel, and carefully checked the condition of the gun.

"Sir Ayi, you are the battalion commander, so you should be equipped with this gun!" Wang Zhong said with a smile.

Ayi checked the gun for a moment and said with some embarrassment: "What kind of battalion commander am I? I just graduated from the military academy and have never even fought in a battle."

Wang Zhongdao: "It doesn't matter if you have never fought in a war. No one can fight at birth. As long as you are willing to learn, you can definitely learn it."

Ah Yi forced out a not too ugly smile, assembled the pistol, and handed it back to Wang Zhong: "This gun is in good condition and can be maintained well. It will not affect its use."

Wang Zhongdao: "I heard that the order from above is coming to integrate all our broken troops? Commander Ayi didn't hear any news?"

Ayi shook his head to relieve his embarrassment.

Seeing that Ah Yi was a little embarrassed, Wang Zhong stopped asking, stuffed the gun under his pillow, said good night to Ah Yi, and fell asleep.

In the next few days, Wang Zhong not only checked Meng Fanle's broken leg and changed his dressing regularly, but also helped Vet Hao take care of the few remaining wounded.

In just a few days, the original dozen or so wounded people had been reduced to just a few. The number was so fast that the veterinarian was called in and sighed all night long.

The rest of the time was spent with Xiao Zui. Now Wang Zhong had three meals a day at Xiao Zui's house. As for the little food given to him at the shelter, Wang Zhong asked the veterinarian to share all of it with the injured.

soldiers.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After a few days, Xiaozui has been able to skillfully use the horse brand poker that Wang Zhong equipped for her. However, her marksmanship is still a bit blurry, which can't be helped.

After all, Xiao Zui is not the kind of person with extraordinary talents. On the contrary, he is a bit clumsy, so he cannot learn quickly.

And even if you are a talented person, your marksmanship must be fed with bullets. But now, for Xiao Zui, as long as he can use the pistol skillfully, it is enough at close range, and it is not that important whether the shot is accurate or not.

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Of the hundred rounds of pistol bullets Wang Zhong prepared for Xiao Zui, more than thirty were shot out. Wang Zhong left more than twenty rounds for Xiao Zui, and he stuffed the rest into the space.

On this day, Wang Zhong was teaching Xiao Zui how to practice guns. Doubian hurried over and told Wang Zhong breathlessly that someone from above was counting the names and places of origin at the shelter, checking the bodies of the defeated soldiers, and sorting out their affairs.

When Xiaozui heard what Doubian said, he said to Wang Zhong with a serious face: "Brother, go quickly! I can go back by myself!"

"Take good care of yourself, I'll come see you when I have time!" Wang Zhong said to Xiao Zui.

"Yes! I will take care of myself!" Xiaozui looked at Wang Zhong with concern and said, "You should also take care of yourself."

"I will!"

"I am leaving!"

Xiao Zui watched Wang Zhong and Bu La trotting away. He tapped his lower lip lightly with his eyes twinkling. He waited for a while after the two figures completely disappeared from sight, then leaned over to remove the people on the ground.

They picked up the bullet casings one by one, put them into their pockets, put away the gun, and stared at the tree that they had used as a target for several days, before reluctantly going home.

Wang Zhong was basically not there during the day, so he missed the scene where Yu Xiaoqing, the current leader of the Sichuan Army Corps, put on a show in front of a group of defeated soldiers to win people's hearts, and also missed the scene where Mi Long was hit by broken tiles from the small half of the roof.

The disgraced situation.

When Wang Zhong and Doubian rushed back to the shelter, Yu Xiaoqing's cronies were registering the soldiers, and the veterinarian and Fanla were checking the soldiers.

After the veterinarian and Fanla checked, the defeated soldiers walked up to Yu Xiaoqing's cronies one by one, stood at attention, saluted, and loudly stated their names, place of origin, and resume.

"Li Sifu, Corporal of the Second Heavy Gun Company of the Sichuan Regiment!"

"Kang Huoyan, Datong, Shanxi, fought in the war, transport battalion of the 17th Organizing Division, warrant officer deputy platoon leader."

"Lin Yi is from Shanghai and has never fought in a war."

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Wang Zhong and Doubiang came last, so naturally they were last in line.

Doubian was the first to come out of the queue. After saluting, he introduced himself loudly: "My name is Gu Xiaomai. I am from Baoding, Hebei Province. I am a first-class soldier in the new 51st Division's Transport Battalion. I have fought in the war and have never been to school!"

"Looking at your age, you're probably fifteen or sixteen. How did you become a first-class soldier?"

"Sir! I am nineteen years old and have been a soldier for five years!"

"Next!" Zhang Lixian waved his hand, Doubian walked down, and it was Wang Zhong's turn.

"Wang Zhong, a native of Hunan, was the former second lieutenant and platoon leader of the third battalion and sixth company of the 472nd Regiment of the 5th Division of the 93rd Army. He participated in the Battle of Xuzhou. He has good marksmanship and has gone to school."

"Is your marksmanship good?" Zhang Lixian stopped the writing pen in his hand, looked at Wang Zhong, and asked curiously: "How is your marksmanship good?"

"Within 100 meters, the bullets will be flawless!" Wang Zhong said.

When it's time to express yourself, you have to express yourself. Now is not the time to hide your clumsiness. Only by performing better can you have the right to speak.

"Still a sharpshooter?" Zhang Lixian looked at Wang Zhong with more and more curiosity.

Wang Zhongdao: "During the Battle of Xuzhou, I participated in the battle for the first time and killed more than thirty Japanese. I was promoted from a low-level soldier to a platoon leader. I led more than twenty brothers with good marksmanship to specialize in sniping Japanese soldiers."

officer."

"Still a fighting hero!" Zhang Lixian looked at Wang Zhong with some disbelief: "Then why are you here?"

"I was injured on the battlefield and followed the team all the way here!" Wang Zhong said calmly.

"Injured?" Injuries on the battlefield are normal for soldiers, and Zhang Lixian was not surprised by this.
To be continued...