"Sir is here!"
As the acting commander, Zhao Ting, was chatting and laughing with his brothers, whose faces were blackened by the smoke of the war, a shout suddenly came from the periphery.
Zhao Ting and his brothers looked over and saw Battalion Commander Wang Hai accompanying a field officer with a yellow-rimmed badge as they strode over from the broken trenches.
The soldiers in the trenches all stepped aside to make way for Wang Hai and the others.
Zhao Ting also recognized the officer accompanying Battalion Commander Wang Hai. He was the 301st Regiment's Regiment Commander, Zhang Lingpu.
"Guild Leader!"
"Battalion Commander!"
Zhao Ting hurriedly patted the dust off his butt and saluted.
This was the first time Zhao Ting had seen the legendary Iron-Blooded Battle General Zhang Lingfu after transmigrating to this era. Of course, he was only a regiment commander now.
Regiment Commander Zhang Lingpu was in his early thirties. He was wearing a neat and tidy military uniform. His entire body exuded a bone-deep determination and an imposing aura.
When Zhao Ting was secretly sizing up the regiment commander while saluting, Regiment Commander Zhang was also sizing up Zhao Ting.
Seeing Zhao Ting's tattered military uniform and straight body, he nodded in satisfaction.
"I heard that your marksmanship is not bad. In the battle just now, you killed no less than 20 Japanese machine gunners and officers?”Regiment Commander Zhang stared straight at Zhao Ting and asked.
Zhao Ting stood up and replied in a clear voice,"Regimental commander, I just killed eighteen Japanese Machine Gunners, nine Grenadiers, and six officers above second lieutenant!”
After hearing Zhao Ting's answer, the surrounding people sucked in a breath of cold air.
They all knew that Zhao Ting's spear technique was not bad and had played a major role in the battle just now.
However, when they heard Zhao Ting say that he had killed so many enemies, they all stared at Zhao Ting as if he was a monster. Their faces were filled with disbelief.
The soldiers of Third Company looked at Zhao Ting with admiration and pride because Zhao Ting was their acting company commander.
Regiment Commander Zhang had been staring at Zhao Ting. Seeing that he was speaking with confidence and did not seem to be lying, he nodded.
"Regiment Commander, he was the one who suggested using the explosives to blow up the Japanese's attacking forces. He also played an irreplaceable role in the counterattack.”
Seeing that the regiment commander didn't say anything, Battalion Commander Wang Hai hurriedly added on, speaking up for Zhao Ting.
"Yes, our regiment has always been based on military achievements. If everything is true, I don't think we need to be acting company commander.”Regiment Commander Zhang said to Wang Hai.
"Thank you, Guild Leader." When Wang Hai heard this, he immediately winked at Zhao Ting and said,"Thank you very much, Guild Leader."
"Thank you for your guidance, Guild Leader!"
Zhao Ting was naturally happy to hear that he could get rid of the word agent. After all, he had been promoted from a second lieutenant platoon leader to a captain and company commander in just one day. This was something that could only be encountered by luck.
Although the troops had suffered losses, there were platoon leaders, acting company commanders, and even deputy battalion commanders.
However, they were all temporary agents. Once the war was over, they had to do what they were supposed to do. There were not many who could become permanent agents.
"Don't thank me yet. After all, what you hear is false and what you see is true. I want to see how good your spear technique is.”
"I dare!"
"Good!"
Regiment Commander Zhang turned to Wang Hai and asked,""Where is our sharpshooter Ma Liang? Let him come over and have a competition with Company Commander Zhao.”
"Yes, sir!"
Soon, the famous sharpshooter Ma Liang was called over with a 79 rifle.
When he heard that he was going to compete with Zhao Ting in spear arts, Ma Liang was actually a little unwilling. This was because he already knew that Zhao Ting's spear arts were not weak. He did not want to make a fool of himself in public.
Unfortunately, since it was the regiment commander's request, he could not carry it out. At the same time, he wanted to see how much better Zhao Ting's marksmanship was than his.
Although it seemed like nonsense to compete in spear techniques on the battlefield, the spectators were all soldiers who were participating in the battle. Competing in the gaps between battles could also entertain everyone and achieve the effect of boosting morale.
Soon, the preparations for the competition were completed. The shooting competition was divided into moving targets and fixed targets.
The fixed targets were a few terrines placed 200 meters away. The moving targets were also very simple. They were to throw the other terrines into the sky. As long as they hit the three terrines before they landed, whoever hit the most of them would win.
Sharpshooter Ma Liang was excited to be able to compete with Zhao Ting, a newly risen Sharpshooter. At the same time, he was also looking forward to it.
Ma Liang was recognized as a sharpshooter in the group. He fired first and hit all three fixed targets.
Zhao Ting didn't show any weakness. With the Beginner Godly Snipe Skill, he also shattered three terrines 200 meters away.
"Good!"
"Good job!"
When the officers and soldiers saw Ma Liang and Zhao Ting's superb spear techniques, they all clapped and cheered.
Captain Zhang Lingpu was also surprised. He was very interested in Zhao Ting, the sharpshooter who had suddenly appeared.
It was much more difficult to hit a moving target than a fixed target.
Although Ma Liang was publicly acknowledged as a sharpshooter, he only managed to hit one of the jars that were suddenly thrown into the air.
However, Zhao Ting was different. He was confident enough to hit all three shots without any hesitation.
"I lost."
When Ma Liang saw Zhao Ting's godly spear technique, his face was filled with dejection.
He had trained his marksmanship in the mountains since he was young, but he was easily crushed by Zhao Ting.
"Thank you."
Zhao Ting was not arrogant. Instead, he was humble.
"Company Commander Zhao's marksmanship is godly. As expected of our regiment's number one sharpshooter. You're a role model for our Chinese soldiers. I hope that you can continue to work hard and bravely kill the enemy.”
After Regiment Commander Zhang saw Zhao Ting's marksmanship, he could not help but praise him again, making Zhao Ting feel very embarrassed.
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