Bourne: Command and Conquer Chapter 426

Chapter 426, Veteran

  “Compared to what?”

 “How is your marksmanship?”

"good."

　　"Okay. I'll command you. You're responsible for the fight."

"good!"

 Even if they sacrifice themselves, they can also provide compensation to their families.

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"pass!"

It turns out that the person who made the certificate was really lazy.

 What he needs to test is actually not his marksmanship. It is about the understanding of space, that is, the sense of orientation.

"If you have any requests, you can just ask." Zhang Yong continued, "I will try my best to help you."

Springfield rifle cartridges…

“Those who are willing to accept these three conditions, come up and write your name. Then press your fingerprints.”

 As a result, after taking out more than 500 rounds, they were finally gone.

 “Stand at attention!”

 The bullet penetrates the intersection accurately.

"My marksmanship is relatively poor. My fists and feet are basically useless. Therefore, I can't do things like charging into battle."

There is no need to stay in the army and swallow your anger.

But it also represents some kind of powerful force. Some kind of determination to move forward.

"Snapped!"

 They have little culture.

 Obviously, this is a test of both eyesight and brain power.

 Zhang Yong let go.

  Someone brought a long wooden ruler and measured it step by step.

 There is no need to clear your throat. He said directly loudly:

 “I will only talk about three things.”

Bright red.

“The third thing is, you have only one enemy. It's the Japanese invaders!”

"Next!"

 The veteran then came over. Standing next to Zhang Yong. Stand with hands down. His expression was solemn.

 The distance is about fifty meters, of course there is no problem.

 “Eat more in the future.” Zhang Yong said.

"Follow me and you will get no other benefits. Big fish and big meat will fill your pockets."

 The names used are all from the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. Fortunately, there are not the most famous ones.

“But I will provide you with the best weapons and equipment. Give you enough funds. Give you the best treatment. If you die, I will also give your family members the highest level of pension..."

 “Ah, remember. Remember!”

 Eating is eating and nothing else. And, eat it quickly.

 Finally, a distance of one foot was marked. A distance of one foot is also marked.

Forget it, look up and call out the veteran who just spoke. That's right. That's him. His name is Zhong Kui.

 “Do you understand?”

 Zhang Yong nodded.

 Zhang Yong was outspoken.

"where?"

"What?"

 After coming to this world, this greenness has been washed away.

However, he soon discovered that after taking out the bullet, it seemed that there was still some bullet left. So take it out again. And then there's…

“Can anyone help me measure it?”

What does it mean?

 No specific goals? Just give an approximate location?

 “That's right. Let's fight!”

 No matter what kind of gun it is, in the hands of these veterans, they can play it well.

The veterans were very silent. It is estimated that everyone understands the principle of talking less and doing more.

 For them, the Fuxing Society is a very unfamiliar existence. Many people have not heard of this name before. I don't know what he does.

 They are alive only if they have a gun in hand.

The veteran hesitated to speak.

 The person who came up with this name is really a genius!

"This is yours." Zhang Yong handed the certificate to the veteran, "Remember it. You will be Zhong Kui from now on."

 At any rate, he also went to college in his previous life. Studied calculus and linear algebra. These two courses alone can leave 99.99999% of people behind.

 At this time, Zhong Yang and the others also rushed back. Fifty-three British 77 rifles were brought back.

"I come!"

 Zhang Yong's eyes swept across.

 Then take out a notebook. There are also pens and ink pads. Put it on the table.

 He cannot write his own name. Others probably won't either.

 No one spoke.

very good.

 It seems that guns are their life. Indispensable. Without a gun, there is no soul.

Perhaps the person who made the certificate had read Romance of the Three Kingdoms, so he wrote it down casually.

 So, if you want to judge the accurate location, you can only rely on your eyesight. Rely on your own brain calculations.

 “I just killed one.” Zhang Yong replied calmly.

 “Mr. Zhang, I want both.”

　Sometimes, some people, some things...

If there was no thick red brick wall behind to block the bullets, Zhang Yong would not dare to let the veterans shoot in that direction. It will hit one of your own.

"I come!"

 Zhang Yong said slowly.

 Zhang Yong asked someone to place a stool in front of the adobe wall.

 Zhang Yong took a certificate, and the name on it was Zhong Kui. Hey, who made this name? Pretty easy to remember.

"I do not regret!"

 He knew that these veterans were good marksmen. As long as the Japanese invaders are seen, they will definitely be hit.

Even if everyone in the Fuxing Society is packed together, they may not be as strong as others.

 Pure mathematics! Others don't count.

 The stool is raised one foot. Eight feet to the right.

eat first.

 Fifty-three people, fifty-three certificates, just right.

 There is no need to leave me here, I have my own place to stay.

"gather!"

 He cannot make such an accurate distance judgment!

 Fortunately, someone helped.

 Mr. Zhang has made arrangements. Don't let those veterans show up.

Huh?

 This is amazing.

It doesn't matter, just start from yourself.

 Zhang Yong gave Zhong Yang a few instructions, and Zhong Yang left alone with a few people.

"Mr. Zhang, shall I take them away?" "Thank you! You can go! My abilities are limited, I'm really ashamed."

 Zhang Yong shouted loudly.

 Mosin Nagan bullets…

 There are only fools who can't do it.

 “How to change it? Tell me.”

 The 29th Army is really sorry for them.

So we extracted it repeatedly...

 “Everyone is open to eat!”

"I have no relatives. I don't need any pension. When I die, just find a place to bury me," said a veteran.

 “What?” The veteran was obviously a lackey.

 Fire the gun. Shoot bullets. This step is simple.

 Zhang Yong nodded.

 Fifty-three finger prints.

"The second thing is, if you join the Fuxing Society, you cannot leave in the future. You are a member of the Fuxing Society when you are born, and you are a ghost of the Fuxing Society when you die. Even if you have complaints, you can only reflect them internally. You must not leave. Otherwise, you are a traitor. We You will be punished. The so-called sanction means execution! There is no other way."

 Leave the division headquarters with the veterans through the side door.

"I…"

Several veterans rushed up to help.

 They all had killed Japanese invaders. We are inseparable from the Japanese invaders. He wanted such a subordinate so much, how could he refuse?

 Ten seconds…

 Take the veterans and leave through unfamiliar alleys.

 Strictly speaking, they are actually very dull people. Apart from mastering some fighting skills, he knows nothing.

Coincidentally, in front of Zhang Yong was an adobe wall. Already in disrepair. weathering.

“Soon, we may have to fight the Japanese invaders!”

 Hits accurately.

 After getting the gun, every veteran feels refreshed.

 Suddenly, a red dot entered the edge of the map.

 Cross it with a rope again. The coordinates were finally determined.

They were injured and could pay for the medical expenses themselves.

 Zhang Yong speaks word by word.

"good!"

 Each person has one copy.

"Zhong Kui fights ghosts. The Japanese invaders are little devils. Can you remember this?"

have no choice.

"Snapped!"

Even a rough guy like Li Yunlong, a young man from all over the country who weaved baskets in the Dabie Mountains, learned a lot of words after joining the army.

 Without guns, they are just zombies.

"I see."

 “I have reissued everything. There is nothing in arrears.”

  Dianwei? Halo, who named this?

 Seriously lazy!

But it's understandable. Because the names are all messed up. All are made in batches. Sometimes I really can't think of too many names.

 Zhang Yong said gently.

 The veteran fired.

 It's only more than 500 rounds, but it's useless! Ying Qiqi can load 10 rounds at a time!

 For example, the Japanese invaders were hiding behind walls. He needs the veteran to shoot through the wall and then kill him with one shot.

 As a result, the veteran was also dumbfounded.

 The old soldier hesitated to speak.

  As long as there are other choices, they cannot stay here.

 “Now, who's coming?”

 Zhang Yong nodded with satisfaction.

 If it were Zhang Yong himself, he would have run away long ago.

 Perhaps there is insufficient energy?

have no choice.

"But, I made it clear. Our Fuxing Society can only enter but not leave. As long as you step into the door of our Fuxing Society, you will never be able to leave. Otherwise, you will be treated as a traitor. Can they accept it?"

 Let most people see the day when the Japanese invaders are defeated!

Pulse yourself.

 Personally supervise.

Well, he is Pound. Not quite. Skinny.

  May be used frequently in the future.

 Now they are in my own hands, and I must take care of them. I hope they can all see the day when the war of resistance against Japan is won.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Zhang Yong. I am the team leader of the Fuxing Society's Secret Service."

 Zhang Yong looked unmoved.

"Yes..." the veteran replied shyly.

 Obviously, he seems to have some ideas. But he was stopped by Mr. Zhang's eyes.

 Obviously, he could not accurately judge how long one foot was and how long one foot was.

 In fact, counterfeiting is very simple. Even the Japanese can't tell the difference.

"good!"

 Zhang Yong stood in front.

"arrive!"

 Alas, they are all first-class good soldiers!

There is someone willing to accept you now. What else do you have to say? Go quickly. If you go to the Fuxing Society, you won't be subject to the restrictions of military law. Be free.

 Aiming is not difficult. Just judging the distance is a little difficult.

 Zhang Yong doesn't have stage fright either.

 All people are orphans. That's right. They all have no relatives.

 “Behind the adobe wall.”

 “Are you all there?”

"Okay. Mr. Zhang, if there are still people like this in the future, give them all to me. I want them all."

 No need to teach at all. All veterans can get started. Why Ying Qiqi is not easy to use? nonexistent. Very good.

 In this day and age, documents are all handwritten.

 All the veterans hurriedly stood at attention. Then take a break. Wait for the lecture.

 He was sitting upright. A solemn look on his face.

 The prerequisite is that there are bullets.

 He uses a Mosin Nagan rifle. Standard equipment for the Northern Army.

 Like a treasure chest.

 Only the Red Army has it. In terms of cultural quality, the Red Army is miles ahead of all its opponents.

 “Yes!” The veteran raised his gun slowly.

 They really can't read. Not even the simplest numbers. Because no one teaches.

Next. Zhoucang…

"Thanks!"

 People in later generations may think it is very simple. There is just one abscissa and one ordinate. When the two intersect, that is the target. What's so difficult?

 However, it is actually very difficult for soldiers in this era.

Only those who are homeless and have no one to take them will remain in the army. Waiting for Mr. Zhang to find a way out for them.

 If you want to take down the whole Cao Cao, Liu Bei, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and so on, that would be too much.

 Fortunately it's okay.

"real?"

 Bullets appear to be isolated from other items. It seems to be a separate space. Like a bullet supermarket in the beautiful country. Different types of bullets are in different grids. It's quite easy to tell.

 Highly motivated.

 “Raise your hands!”

 It is certain that Mosin Nagan bullets can penetrate. There is also a red brick wall at the back. very thick. There's no way to penetrate it.

 No one with the naked eye can shoot himself from 350 meters away.

 Zhang Yong also accepted it.

 “Everyone is full!”

 There is no such thing as a weak weapon.

 Zhang Yong found a place and took out all the bullets in his pocket.

Most people are weak and powerless in front of the wheel of history...

I have never heard of coordinate systems.

 “Do they owe food or wages?”

 More than a hundred rounds. Fifty guns. Only two shots each? So miserable.

Pity…

disappointment…

 No difficulty.

 “You don't want to be a starving ghost, do you?”

“The first thing is that joining the Fuxing Society is very dangerous. You may die at any time.”

 The veteran was very confused.

 The veteran pressed his finger prints hard.

 A veteran raised his hand hesitantly.

 “Where is the target?”

The sky is so big and the earth is so big, is there still no place for oneself?

 Zhang Yong put the notebook away.

 There are also some other random bullets.

 Mauser rifle cartridges…

So he waved his hands and said, "Eat! Eat! Everyone is full!"

 The only regret is that the quantity is too small. There are more than a hundred shots in the sky.

"I come!"

Discovered that the map radius has actually increased again. increased to 350 meters.

All right. A sad topic indeed.

 Zhong Kui catches ghosts. good. Zhong Kui fights ghosts. The name is pretty good.

 “Except not drinking, everything else is fine!”

 Then, the first veteran came up.

good. To a tall-boned veteran.

 Mainly to help them remember their names.

 Every one seems to be made of wood.

 The veteran turned to look at Commander Zhang.

the reason is simple. Because he can really be their leader. I can really lead them to kill the Japanese invaders.

 In the old army, there was no such thing as culture and education.

 The next link.

 It's really hard to say.

If you pull a rope to measure, of course there is no problem. But, there is no rope!

 Well, set a small goal for yourself.

 A group of people arrived at a restaurant.

 Zhang Yong:…

 It feels so strange. What test is this?

 However, Zhang Yong did not change his tune.

 Twenty seconds…

 When it comes to mathematical knowledge, Zhang Yong is not bragging. No one in the entire Tianjin station knows as much as him.

　　The bullets of the Japanese invaders' Type 38 rifles were too small and could easily be blocked by walls. However, Mosinagan and Mauser have very strong penetrating power. Ordinary adobe walls can be penetrated.

  I don't even look at my ID. Send them all.

 Why did it increase so quickly this time?

 It seems that the last increase was not long ago. Could it be that there is some major danger?

 Secretly worried.

 You can only simply press your fingerprints.

"good!"

 Not even those from the Miyamoto family.

 “Really. But, they all have to change their identities.”

“Did you really kill the Japanese invaders?” the veteran asked.

oh?

 A spy or a Japanese?

 The first person to play was a veteran. He looks a bit like Zhang Dabiao.

 The problem is that the Fuxing Society's field service is, after all, different from the general army. The way of fighting is also different from the battlefield. Therefore, he still hopes to find one or two that respond quickly.

From now on, you can kill the Japanese invaders however you want.

Unfortunately. Not yet.

 At the same time, there is also a batch of new certificates. The certificate has a name. no photographs. After they are familiar with their names, they can add them later. From then on, they had nothing to do with the past.

 There is only one test now, that is, the other party may not be able to see the Japanese invaders. Only you can "see" it. I need to give him instructions on the target. He then fired according to his instructions.

Wait until everyone is full.

 Can there be an unlimited supply?

 Then go back and line up.

 Silence.

 Just before his finger pressed down. Zhang Yong stretched out his hand to support him. He said seriously: "You have to think clearly. Once you press your fingerprint, you will have no regrets."

 The veteran did not fire for a long time.

 They have never accepted such spatial distance judgments.

“Did you see that bamboo? Use it as a reference. One foot to the right. One foot down.”

 The second veteran comes up...

 Work again.

"We will take care of this. After they join the Fuxing Society, I will give them new certificates. They will all have new names. From now on, they will have nothing to do with your 29th Army."

 Master Zhang personally shouted the command.

 Those who have relatives have gone home. Or he went to live with his relatives.

 “I'm not as capable as you.”

The third…

 “Take a break!”

 “Zumao!”

 This burly body is indeed wasted simply using a rifle.

 Only let time witness it.

Next.

Those veterans were silent. It does look like wood.

 No danger was sensed.

 Suddenly a thought came to my mind.

 Actually, he knows that these veterans are good.

 Master Zhang waved his hand and said clearly: "Just do what he wants!"

 “Zang Ba!”

 "Pound! Which one is Pound?"

The veterans then began to immerse themselves in eating.

 Finally, all the veterans had their fingerprints pressed.

There are also various types of pistol bullets…

 Zhang Yong waved his hand. Pointing to his side.

 Zhang Yong raised his eyebrows.

 “Remember it if you have it! This will be your name from now on!”

People are not considered strong. But the frame is huge. Typical northerner. In the army, he must be a machine gunner or a mortar player.

 Zhang Yong naturally understood.

The distance of 350 meters means that it is impossible for the Japanese invaders to sneak attack on themselves without a scope.

　　Ten rounds per person, let's take ten rounds per person. It's not a very brutal head-on battle. More than five hundred rounds of ammunition are enough.

well…

 Can't do it.

Those veterans were a little hesitant. Still not quite letting go.

 There are fifty-three people in total.

"Pressing your fingerprints means that you understand and accept the three things I just said. You must not use any reason to say that you were deceived in the future! If you can't accept it, don't come up!"

 If you are an ordinary person with a little knowledge and culture, you should remember it quickly. However, none of these veterans have it.

 You ask them to judge the distance of the target, and it becomes easier for them. Only the distance judgment of left, right, up and down has not been systematically trained.

However, he seemed less composed.

 Another veteran comes out.

 This is the result Zhang Yong expected. Teacher Zhang should have expected this. There must be no other place for these veterans to go.

 He killed the Japanese invaders and was punished!

Who can accept it?

 In his previous life, when he was a freshman in college, he would blush and hesitate when he went up to the podium to introduce himself.

 Zhang Yong called the names one by one.

 “Just talk to them directly!”

 It turns out there is not an unlimited supply!

it's wired…

"understand!"

Zhong Yang took several agents and went up to teach each veteran what his new name was. Read each ten or twenty times and remember as much as possible.

"arrive!"

 In any case, increasing the scope of monitoring is a good thing.

　Judging from the looks on other people's faces, I guess the same is true. well. It was my fault. This topic should not be brought up.

who cares!

 Let's talk about it after it's done!

　　I waved my hand immediately. Take people out immediately.

 (End of this chapter)

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