Chapter 86

The soldiers' nutrition has come up and their enthusiasm for training has been higher. Only after more than half a year, the physical quality of the soldiers of the regiment is much better than before. Guo Lingfeng also set up a reward mechanism. For example, the top three of the regiment can get an extra piece of meat in individual combat, and the top three of the grenade can also get an extra piece of meat. Who thinks you can recommend yourself if you have the ability? For example, you think you can beat your monitor in a single fight. OK, as long as you challenge successfully, you will be rewarded with two eggs immediately.

Guo Lingfeng made a lot of such tricks. In this way, the soldiers all scrambled to be the first in the training and were proud to be the first in the regiment. Those veterans and squad leaders are also in danger. They are afraid that some recruits will suddenly challenge themselves. It's nothing if they can't eat eggs. What a shame if they are defeated in public?

Hearing about these reward rules, monk Wei was happy. He was thinking that he would be able to share more meat than others, so Guo Lingfeng told him that he had no share in good deeds. Monk Wei was unconvinced and found Li Yunlong's aggrieved way: "head, why can't I eat more meat?"

Li Yunlong joked, "what meat does a monk eat?"

Monk Wei stiffened his neck and said, "I have long returned to secular life!"

Li Yunlong said with a smile, "just pull it down! With your Kung Fu, who is your opponent except the political commissar? If you want to eat more meat, you can challenge the political commissar? As long as you win the political commissar, I promise to give you more meat!"

Guo Lingfeng also came over and said with a smile, "you're right! As long as you can win me, I approve giving you an extra piece of meat and two eggs every day!"

Monk Wei was depressed and said, "but how did I win the political commissar? I'm not an opponent in terms of Kung Fu, and the political commissar is better than me in terms of shooting skills!"

Kong Jie's injury on his ass has long healed. He received an order and is about to leave the independent regiment to form a new second regiment. Before leaving, he doesn't mind adding some blocking to Guo Lingfeng: "monk, listen to me! You can compare his drinking capacity with the political commissar? I know his drinking capacity is only one kilogram at most. What if you can drink him down and let you eat meat?"

Monk Wei was happy at first, then said with a bitter face, "but I don't know if I can drink the political commissar?"

Guo Lingfeng said with a smile, "Lao Kong, are you kidding? This is a big military training. What's your whole drinking competition? It's useless to drink alone?"

Kong Jie smiled cunningly: "listen to me! I don't want you to drink too much. You can drink half a kilo of wine alone. Can you get drunk? After drinking the wine, you two can try Kung Fu again? You can also compare shooting skills?"

Li Yunlong brightened his eyes and said with a smile, "good idea! That's it!" then he took out a bottle of wine and poured two bowls on average, just finishing a bottle of wine.

Guo Lingfeng's forehead was full of black lines, and he thought: what else? Is this better than a drunken fist or a drunken gun?

However, the wine is ready, and Guo Lingfeng is eager to try. He also wants to know how much combat power he can have after drinking half a kilo of wine - although it's ridiculous.

Monk Wei also felt that his kung fu was not much worse than that of Guo Lingfeng. Maybe he had some opportunities after drinking wine, so he took up the bowl and drank it up. Seeing that he was so refreshing, Guo Lingfeng also took up the bowl and did it.

After drinking, let's practice?

When the two came to the courtyard, Wei Dayong was not polite. He came forward with a "black tiger takes out his heart". This claw brings out the wind, and the momentum is strong and heavy. Guo Lingfeng didn't dare to neglect, but instead of retreating, he leaned forward directly and raised his elbow to attack monk Wei's head.

Both of them hit hard without temptation. However, monk Wei reacted very quickly and his head deviated quickly. Guo Lingfeng turned sideways. They suddenly lost their moves and hit each other with a bang. Now that they are close to each other, any long boxing and kicking are useless. Both of them use their close combat skills, and their four arms are staggered. Unexpectedly, they fall.

If compared with wrestling, Guo Lingfeng has no obvious advantage. After all, this is not his unique skill. However, the strength of his right arm is amazing and far from being comparable to ordinary people. Although both arms of monk Wei have the strength of hundreds of kilograms, his right arm is quite inferior to Guo Lingfeng.

Sure enough, before one minute, Guo Lingfeng threw monk Wei to the ground and threw him all over with dust.

Monk Wei had a rough skin and thick flesh. He fell and didn't say a word. He immediately stood up and shouted, "political commissar, I can't beat you! However, do you dare to compete with me?"

Guo Lingfeng said with a smile: "OK, let you lose convinced!"

They came to the training ground. Li Yunlong brought the empty wine bottle just now, put it on a stone 30 meters away, and said with a smile: "you two can draw your gun only after listening to my command. Whoever hits the wine bottle first will win!"

According to Li Yunlong's understanding of them, it's no problem to hit a wine bottle at a distance of 30 meters. Normal play must be one shot, which is faster than who shot. The advantage of this competition rule is not to waste bullets. After all, the ammunition of the independent regiment is not rich.

Guo Lingfeng's and monk Wei's pistols are 20 ring German guns. At the moment, their guns are slung in the holster, and their right hands naturally droop beside the holster. They are all absorbed.

Li Yunlong shouted, "start!" the two quickly drew their guns and aimed at shooting. Guo Lingfeng's gun speed was a little slow. Monk Wei broke the wine bottle with one shot and shouted happily: "I won! I won! I can eat meat..."

Guo Lingfeng was not unhappy when he lost, but applauded him and said, "good boy! Good! I'll approve you to eat one more piece of meat and two eggs every day from today on!"

Monk Wei went back contentedly, but Guo Lingfeng took Li Yunlong to stay in the training ground.

"Lao Li, you see, the soldiers of our regiment have made great progress in more than half a year. I think we can start the next training!"

"The next training? How do you want to practice?"

"I don't think it's possible to train in the training ground alone. I want to organize a transport team to fight devils in batches. First, it can let the soldiers accumulate practical experience. Second, we can get some materials back!"

"That's a good idea! I approved it! Zhang Dabiao has experience in this kind of thing. It's just right for him to lead the team!"

This kind of small troops with companies and platoons as units do not need to ask their superiors for instructions. Li Yunlong, the commander, can make decisions.

"I mean, I'll lead the team!"

"What? You'll lead the team? Can you?"

"Lao Li, didn't you say I didn't have much combat experience last time? I thought, I should fight more and accumulate more combat experience!"

"But... I don't trust you to lead the team!"

"If you don't feel at ease, let Zhang Dabiao go with me? You should feel at ease with Zhang Dabiao?"

"... OK! I agree! But you can be modest. In terms of Kung Fu, three Zhang Dabiao can't beat you, but when it comes to war, you can't compare with him! Learn more from Zhang Dabiao!"

"No problem! I must learn from him with an open mind!... it's time for dinner. Let's go back quickly? It's late. The meat can be fished out..."