"Seven out of ten!"

Eight out of ten, eight out of ten, seven out of ten.

This is Meng Shaoyuan’s shooting results in three rounds.

"Twenty-three out of thirty."

Looking at this result, Huo Dairu, a shooting instructor, is quite satisfied.

This guy, when he first learned to shoot, couldn't hit a single shot accurately. Now, he can achieve such results. His progress is amazing.

Huo Dairu picked up the pen and was about to write "A grade" on the grade book, but suddenly stopped, thought for a while, and wrote "B grade".

He handed the grade book to Meng Shaoyuan: "Meng Shaoyuan, do you have any objections to the second grade?"

"No!" Meng Shaoyuan replied loudly.

This is the only B grade he has received in the graduation examination since he entered the Hangzhou Army Corps.

Huo Dairu said lightly: "I saw that your other subjects are all A-level, and only shooting is B-level. After you go back, practice hard. When will you be able to make perfect shots? Come back to me and I will change it for you.

Class A!"

"I understand, Meng Shaoyuan promises to come back to the instructor!"

…

Everyone in the Shanghai District of the Military Command Bureau knew that Chief Meng's marksmanship was truly astonishing.

Even if he shoots at close range, he will miss.

It can only be described as horrific.

It’s just that they have never seriously thought about one question:

At such a close range, a person who has never fired a gun can shoot accurately.

But why did Master Meng miss the target?

Because he doesn't want to be accurate at all.

Why?

He is obviously very good at fighting and can defeat even the instructor, but he must make everyone think that he does not know how to fight.

The same goes for shooting.

Most of the time, you don't have to hit the target yourself.

I'm not a sniper.

There is nothing wrong with letting others despise and despise yourself.

You might be able to use this to save your own life at some point.

Such as this time.

The one who saved him was not himself, but Yuri Yamashita!

It still missed a little, and the bullet passed through her left cheek and exited through her right cheek.

But it was enough to bring her down.

Yamashita Yuri's whole body was paralyzed.

Meng Shaoyuan almost collapsed.

He was not sure that one shot could kill him, not at all.

Especially the indoor light is very dark.

But he must do it.

This is the only way to save Yuri Yamashita.

He first deliberately raised his voice, yelled, and deliberately broke the tea cup in order to wake up the sleeping baby.

He knew that maternal instinct would turn Yamashita Yuri's head away.

Then, this is your chance!

He still succeeded!

The baby was still crying there.

Yamashita Yuri Ai, who was lying limply on the ground, suddenly seemed to have some motivation. She got up, rushed to the bed, and picked up the child.

The experience of raising children in Chongqing made the baby in my arms calm down quickly.

Meng Shaoyuan came to Chimu Caisha step by step and saw that Chimu Caisha was still twitching and was still breathing.

She wanted to speak, but her entire face was smashed.

Her absent-minded eyes seemed to be looking somewhere.

"I won't kill your child. I will find someone to help you raise him."

Meng Shaoyuan whispered in Japanese: "He will not know who his parents are. He only knows that he has wanted to be Chinese since he was a child."

Aya Akagi felt relieved.

She breathed her last.

The grudge between her and Meng Shaoyuan was over.

All grudges are over.

The story between her and Kawamoto Kojiro is also over.

Except for one child.

Meng Shaoyuan looked at the body on the ground, and then murmured:

"Reporting to the instructor, Meng Shaoyuan's shooting score is B grade. But I will definitely get A grade next time."

What he wanted to shoot was Asa Akagi’s head!

The door was knocked open and Li Zhifeng barged in.

Seeing this scene in front of him, he was stunned.

"Shh, be gentle." Yamashita Yuri said hurriedly for fear of waking the child.

Li Zhifeng went to check Akagi Aisa's body, turned around with a look of disbelief on his face: "Sir, you, you beat me?"

"Ah, I hit you." Meng Shaoyuan also had a "bewildered" look on his face: "This is a fool's errand, but I actually hit it?"

"It hit, it hit."

Li Zhifeng suddenly realized that it was no wonder that the officer's marksmanship was so careless and he actually hit the target. It turned out that the blind cat dragged a dead mouse.

This luck.

"Sir, gunshots were fired, evacuate immediately."

"No need." Meng Shaoyuan said with certainty: "In a small town like this, all the people have more things to do than less things to do. If they hear it, they just pretend they haven't heard it. They usually can't hide from the Japanese, let alone take the initiative.

Went to make contact with the Japanese."

Moreover, even if someone really wants to report to the Japanese, it is still twenty miles away from Suzhou.

"What's going on down there?"

"The old man at the hotel is dead. Two Japanese. One died and the other was knocked unconscious by us. Now Lu Chengtian is waking him up and trying to get a confession."

"Hold on tight, don't open your mouth, and knock his teeth out one by one!"

"yes!"

…

Therefore, when Meng Shaoyuan saw Mi Shan, his two front teeth were gone.

"Tell me what's going on." Meng Shaoyuan said straight to the point.

Mishan explained everything exactly.

What?

That baby is Kawamoto Kojiro’s son?

With Aya Akagi?

Meng Shaoyuan really didn't expect it.

Go to Suzhou and take refuge?

Interesting now.

"what else?"

"No more, really no more."

"What's the name of the person you want to meet in Suzhou? Pinglu Major, Pinglu Zuotuanci."
To be continued...