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Chapter 156 Let me tie the wire

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    "Oh? The couple joined the army together? This is rare! Hahaha!"

    The cadre in charge of the reception laughed when he saw a young couple coming to join the army. He adjusted his glasses and pointed to the long bench in front of the table.

    "Sit down and talk slowly, where do you come from? Why do you want to join the army? Does your family agree?"

    "We are from Taiwan. We are both orphans and have no family. We were bullied by Japanese and Japanese soldiers in Taiwan. We killed the Japanese and Japanese soldiers and escaped. We want to liberate the whole country, starting from the far north!"

    Fang Tianlang was so impassioned that the cadres in front of him were stunned for a moment.

    "Come from Taiwan? That's a long way away! Have you ever killed Japanese Japanese soldiers? How many have you killed?"

    "Fifteen, I killed fifteen!"

    Fang Tianlang was talking nonsense, and after thinking about it, he felt that he had said too little. The last two transport planes alone killed fifty or sixty little devils, and there were fifty more inside the cave.

    "Fifteen? You killed fifteen Japanese Japanese soldiers? How did you kill them?"

    The cadre in charge of the reception became interested and asked after scratching his head.

    "Use a gun. My gun is very accurate. One bullet kills one! Bang bang bang! Fifteen!"

    Fang Tianlang¡¯s face glowed red, and he was absolutely confident when it came to his marksmanship.

    "Really or not?! You can shoot?"

    The cadre took a deep breath and looked Fang Tianlang up and down.

    "I have brought all the guns, but I didn't dare to bring them in for fear of causing misunderstanding. If you want to see my shooting skills, I will go out and get the gun and hide it next to the crop field. I will be back in a minute."

    Fang Tianlang reached out and clenched his fist and shook it twice. The cadre nodded slightly and shouted loudly towards the door.

    "Xiao Wu! This comrade will come in with a gun later, be careful!"

    "yes!"

    Fang Tianlang nodded hurriedly, left Huizi behind and ran out quickly. He stayed in the crop field for ten seconds and then walked out carrying two rifles and a Japanese military backpack.

    "Chief! I'm back! This is my gun!"

    Fang Tianlang ran back to the small courtyard, with the two sentries behind him on high alert with their fingers on the triggers.

    "Ah! Your gun is pretty good! Young man! Didn't you see it?"

    The cadre took the two rifles, looked at them inside and out, and placed them on the table.

    Type 38 rifles that fire 6.5mm bullets are naturally common, but Type 99 sniper rifles that fire 7.7mm bullets are generally rare to see.

    "They were all snatched from the hands of the Japanese Japanese! There are also bullets!"

    Fang Tianlang opened his backpack, which was full of bullets, as well as bayonets, gas masks, and tableware necessary for Japanese soldiers.

    "So many bullets! There are five to six hundred!"

    The cadre smiled when he saw a backpack of bullets, reached out and patted Fang Tianlang on the shoulder.

    "Young man, we are short of bullets. I accept you as a soldier. Can you share some bullets with everyone? We are one family."

    "Take them all. I will keep ten of each. One bullet will kill one target. You can pick up any bullets you want."

    Fang Tianlang poured out all the bullets with a splash, reached out to pick up four bullet bridges and put them into his pocket.

    "Xiao Wu, ask someone to come over and collect the bullets! Welcome new comrades!"

    "Ouch! What a brain! I was so happy that I forgot to ask my name. Come register! Then let's see your marksmanship! I have several sharpshooters here! They are definitely no worse than you!"

    The cadre sat down again and asked Fang Tianlang with a pen in his hand.

    "My name is Fang Tianlang, and my wife's name is Shi Xiaohui. I'll write the names."

    "Oh? Young man, you can also write?! Have you ever studied?!"

    The cadre handed over the pen, and two soldiers walked by and happily put all the two caliber bullets on the table into a small pocket.

    "I can not only write, I can also speak English, Japanese, Russian, haha"

    Fang Tianlang quickly wrote down two names. The cadre on the opposite side was stunned. He paused for more than ten seconds before asking.

    "Youyou can speak three languages?!"

    "Yeah! But what I know best is shooting! I want to fight! Kill the bandits! Keep one party safe! The sooner we fight, the better!"

    Fang Tianlang nodded vigorously, and the cadre picked up the register and looked at the two names carefully.

    "Let's go! Look at your marksmanship. If an intellectual like you can shoot, you can be a battalion commander!"

    The cadre stretched out his hand and said to Fang Tianlang.

      "My name is Liu Jianqiang, just call me Lao Liu. Comrade Tianlang, we need talents like you very much. The more the better!"

    Fang Tianlang shouldered his spear, and a dozen soldiers walked out of the room. Everyone walked out of the small courtyard and walked slowly to an open space a hundred meters away.

    "Old Liu, why are we short of bullets? In a war, don't we need as many guns and bullets as we need?"

    Fang Tianlang was slightly confused. He remembered that the troops in the Northeast had seized a lot of guns and ammunition after the Kwantung Army withdrew, so they couldn't even get bullets.

    "You can have as many as you want? That's a little devil!"

    "We have no arsenal in the Northeast. We originally thought we could get some arms by surrendering. Unexpectedly, the Soviet comrades did not cooperate. Most of them were sealed up by the Kuomintang. According to the "China-Soviet Treaty of Friendship and Alliance", it was the Soviet Union and the Kuomintang.  The signed treaty. However, after a side understanding, the arsenal of the Japs was basically empty. Some of them were transferred to the Pacific theater four months ago; some were consumed in the battle; and some were transferred to the peninsula, and the national army did not get them.  How many."

    Old Liu shook his head and said it clearly.

    "Ohit turns out that the roots are still here with me. If I hadn't issued a sudden order, there would have been some good things left in the Kwantung Army warehouse."

    Fang Tianlang smiled and said nothing, and followed the others to an open area. There was a sparse forest a hundred meters away with more than a dozen big trees. He had probably been hit by bullets all the time.

    "This is our sharpshooter, Comrade Xu Dahu, who can hit the target within 100 meters. This is the target."

    A young soldier walked up to Fang Tianlang with an iron lump in his hand and showed it to him.

    "Wellit's shrapnel, yes, it makes a sound when it hits."

    The little soldier ran away with the shrapnel tied to the wire. As long as the palm-sized shrapnel was touched by the warhead, there would be an immediate sound and no need to check the target, it would be known that it had hit the target.

    ¡°I¡¯ll take the first shot! Let¡¯s have an opening shot!¡±

    Xu Dahu picked up his Type 38 rifle, aimed at the shrapnel in the distance and fired a bullet. The crisp sound sounded in the distance almost at the same time.

    "well!"

    Everyone cheered, and Xu Dahu checked the chamber of the gun before returning to the team.

    "Comrade Tianlang, it's up to you."

    Old Liu patted Fang Tianlang with an expectant expression on his face.

    "I also use a bullet. I won't shoot shrapnel. I'll shoot the wire."

    Fang Tianlang picked up the Type 38 rifle, opened the magazine and inserted a bullet. He took a look at the wire hanging shrapnel in the distance and then suddenly put down the gun and said.

    "It's too close, I'll move further away."

    Fang Tianlang handed another Type 99 sniper rifle to Huizi. He quickly stepped back a few dozen steps, stood firm, and then took aim again.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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