Chapter 24

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"I'll do it!" A soldier with the greatest strength in the Eighth Route Army stepped forward. This guy was originally a company commander in the Third Regiment, naturally endowed with great strength.

"Brother, what's your name?" The fat man smiled and nodded. He had some impression of this Eighth Route Army soldier, who often stayed with the guard Xiao Li. He was very strong; the first time they met, after clearing the battlefield, this guy carried a Type 11 light machine gun, a ZB-26 light machine gun, and nine Type 38 rifles, with Japanese hand grenades hanging all over his body. He carried these weapons through the minefield and to Tiger Mouth Mountain without any hesitation, a man who would risk his life for guns.

"Lei Dabiao, everyone calls me Da Lei, hehe." Lei Dabiao smiled brightly, revealing a row of yellow teeth.

"Da Lei, quickly get into position, use all your strength, and try to throw it as high as possible for Fat Master!" The fat man's appetite was instantly ruined. His smile immediately froze, and to avoid Lei Dabiao's yellow teeth, he quickly put on the sniper 98K, unhooked the twenty-shot, and walked out of the hall.

Lei Dabiao nodded foolishly, took a wooden basin, and hurriedly followed the fat man. The others also followed them to the training ground.

Colonel Ma did not dare to easily trust Sai Diaochan's words and had four soldiers carry the bound Sai Laohu out. He kept his gun aimed at Sai Laohu at all times, ready to use him as a hostage at any moment.

After two days of dealing with the cunning fat man, the great proletarian fighter Comrade Colonel Ma was also corrupted. In the past, he would never have considered taking hostages.

They arrived at the white lines drawn on the floor with lime, the shooting positions, and the throwing positions. The fat man checked the twenty-shot in his hand again, then held the grip with one hand and the magazine with the other, the stock firmly against his shoulder. He turned his head and quickly moved the twenty-shot, aiming at several objects to test his reaction, his movements smooth and standard.

Sai Diaochan, who had been secretly observing him, showed surprise in her eyes, while Colonel Ma excitedly muttered, "Indeed, the person I, Old Ma, chose is right. This set of tactical movements is really impressive, truly impressive!"

"Da Lei, are you ready?" The fat man aimed at the air. He couldn't estimate the trajectory of the throw, as he had no idea what kind of parabola Lei Dabiao would throw the wooden basin into. Since they had never cooperated before, he couldn't pre-aim, which undoubtedly increased the difficulty of shooting.

"Ready, just waiting for Brother Liu's command." Lei Dabiao shouted, already holding the basin with both hands, his legs bent and ready to throw. The fat man's performance on the way here had even made the guard Xiao Li, who had many complaints about the fat man, look at him with new eyes. He had a blind admiration for the fat man. When the fat man returned to the minefield and was injured in the leg, he had already wanted to be the first to rush over and save this capable person who led them out of the minefield, but Zhang Liguang had beaten him to it.

But this time, no one would snatch it from him. He was extremely excited to be able to cooperate with the fat man in the gun competition, vowing to throw the wooden basin as high as possible, to keep it in the air for as long as possible, so that the fat man could have more opportunities to shoot.

"Throw!" The fat man gave the order.

"Ah!" Lei Dabiao roared, and the wooden basin was thrown into the air with all his might.

"Bang bang bang..."

The fat man was fully focused, his finger moving extremely fast on the trigger, almost reaching the theoretical firing speed limit of the twenty-shot. The gun continuously spewed bullets, the chamber continuously ejected shell casings, and the sight always aimed at the wooden basin flying in the air.

Sai Diaochan, who had been closely observing the fat man's actions, frowned. She was also a genius at rapid fire, but the fat man's shooting speed made her see her own gap. It was fast, incredibly fast! She never thought that the speed of single-shot firing could reach such an unimaginable level.

The third leader, Yang Yun, also had a grim face. Sai Diaochan's gun skills were taught by him, and in just a few years, Sai Diaochan's rapid fire had far surpassed him. He already felt like the waves of the Yangtze River pushing the previous waves onto the beach. Today, seeing the fat man's rapid fire skills, he sadly realized that the world was too damn big, with talents emerging one after another, and he was just a grain of sand in the vast sea.

The wooden basin hit the floor with a "clap," and the gunshots also stopped.

The fat man relaxed his focused nerves, chuckled, and was pleased that his rapid fire had improved. He had fired twelve bullets, all hitting the wooden basin.

"Brother, we've won the first round!" Colonel Ma happily took out a cigarette, laughed, and handed one to the fat man. The fat man saw it was a Japanese cigarette, took out a Hardman from Sai Laohu, and took one. Colonel Ma immediately lit it for him with a match.

"Of course, who do you think Fat Master is?" The fat man's shameless confidence came from his confidence in his gun skills. He leisurely took a puff of the cigarette and then turned off the safety of the twenty-shot.

"Brother Liu, Brother Liu, twelve bullet holes, twelve bullet holes!" Lei Dabiao had never seen anyone fire the twenty-shot so fast. He picked up the broken pieces of the wooden basin and shouted excitedly.

"Please, Second Leader, it's your turn." The fat man smoked while waving his hand in a gesture of invitation, smiling and carefully observing the changes in Sai Diaochan's face, wanting to see if she would be flustered and shocked when she learned of his score.

Sai Diaochan had a calm and composed look, as if the fat man's performance was just that. This made the fat man extremely disappointed.

"Old Three, help me throw the wooden basin!" Sai Diaochan said with a calm smile to the third leader, Yang Yun.

Yang Yun nodded. The fat man's rapid fire had surprised him, but he believed that Sai Diaochan would definitely win, because throwing the wooden basin and shooting were not the only difficulties.

Yang Yun took the wooden basin to the white line. When Sai Diaochan took out her gun, the fat man was stunned. Sai Diaochan actually held two Browning pistols in her hands.

"You cheating woman!" The fat man felt his words were weak.

"I never said I could only use one gun." Sai Diaochan smiled brightly, almost without restraint, as if to say, "You bastard, stealing drugs in my secret room, defecating on my bed, go to hell!"

"You cheating woman, you're ruthless!" The fat man had to admit defeat. He couldn't win this round, one gun against two, no matter how fast the rapid fire, he couldn't win.

"Throw!"

With Sai Diaochan's command, the two Browning pistols fired continuously. What made the fat man even more stunned was that Yang Yun didn't just simply throw the wooden basin; he used a skipping stone technique, making the basin spin in the air. This way, the basin stayed in the air longer due to air buoyancy, longer than when Lei Dabiao simply threw it with brute force.

"Damn, this woman is too cunning!" The fat man lamented in his heart. Damn it, Sai Diaochan and Yang Yun had practiced this before. Sai Diaochan could estimate the trajectory of the basin thrown by Yang Yun, and the two guns waited at the point where Yang Yun released the basin, not wasting a single moment.

This was not a matter of skill, but of cunning and calculation!

The wooden basin finally hit the ground. Sai Diaochan put away her guns, turned off the safety, and had a calm look. Yang Yun, who was picking up the basin, also had a calm and composed look, as if nothing had happened. The two of them looked so calm and composed that the fat man was furious.

"Exactly twenty bullet holes." Yang Yun brought the wooden basin over and handed it to Sai Diaochan.

Sai Diaochan didn't even look at the bullet holes on the basin, and with a mocking smile, she casually threw the basin in front of the fat man, as if slapping his face. What's the use of shooting fast, you're still my underling!

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