My Little Poplar - Chap 33
Wu Qing took him to the firing range, the Fourth Company of armoured infantry was shooting at chest rings, the Fourth Company Commander looked at them and waved at them from a distance, “Yo, Lao Wu, what brings you here.”
Wu Qing went over, took a cigarette out of his pocket, handed it to the Fourth Company Commander and said, “Want one?”
The Fourth Company Commander squinted his eyes and looked around, “Forget it, I’m overseeing here.” His eyes fell on Bai Xinyu and he said, “You have a new recruit?”
Wu Qing nodded and said, “Captain Zhou, he wants to shoot, you can give him an 8 1 bar for practice.”
The Fourth Company Commander raised his eyebrows unexpectedly and said, “Aren’t you from the third company, why are you here practicing shooting with me.”
“You’re here just in time, we’ve just finished, you can give him one for fun.”
The Fourth Company Commander smiled and said, “That’s no problem but, I have a request.”
Wu Qing gave a “Tsk” and said, “I can’t give you extra food, I don’t have the time.”
“Oops, no.” The Fourth Company Commander nudged his soldier and said, “You show these new recruits a few things, show them what they’re working towards.”
Wu Qing paused and then shook his head, “I haven’t touched a gun for a long time, my hands are raw.”
“What are you pretending with me, you think I don’t know you’ve been practicing on the sly, besides, even if your hands are really raw, a thin camel is bigger than a horse, our former sharpshooter can definitely open the eyes of these new recruits.”
Bai Xinyu was astonished, a marksman? Sergeant Wu? He’d been in the Cook Squad for a week, the only thing he remembered about Sergeant Wu’s hands was that he could handle a spoon.
Sergeant Wu glared at him and said, “Don’t shame me, God damn it, it’s been years.”
The Fourth Company Commander sighed, patted him on the shoulder and said in a serious voice: “I can’t forget how many years, who let me catch you at your best, Lao Wu, you just let me relive your style, shoot some shots for my brother.”
Wu Qing was silent for two seconds and said, “What kind of guns do you have here?”
“Just the 81 bar, I’ll go get you an 85?”
“No need.” Wu Qing stomped out his cigarette, he poked Bai Xinyu’s shoulder with his finger, “I’m telling you, if I make a fool of myself, it’s all on you, you’ll have to do the dishes again.”
Bai Xinyu was speechless with amazement, he was in disbelief, he couldn’t make the connection between the masculine Wu Ban leader’s coarse hands and the marksman.
The Fourth Company Commander clapped his hands and said, “Stop, all stand up, halt!”
The target shooters all stood up, stepped aside, the Fourth Company Commander took a gun himself, put in a new magazine, handed it to Wu Qing and shouted: “Keep your eyes open.”
The moment Wu Qing raised his gun in a standard shooting stance, he was suddenly a different person, his eyes became gleaming, his lips were pursed, his demeanour was particularly calm and collected, he fired without even calibrating his sights, or rather, he probably didn’t even use them, the moment his gun was aimed at the target, his instincts told him to where to fire.
He fired 10 rounds quickly and without stopping at a new target paper.
The calculation soon came back from the target, 99 rings!
