"It's nothing."
Xu Wentao smiled and said perfunctorily,"I just wanted to try and see how difficult it would be to aim on a horse.”
Xu Wentao's words made Zhao Gang laugh immediately." Little brother, this is too difficult. If you don't have the talent of a sharpshooter, don't even try. If you can stand still and shoot well, you're already very powerful…"
Zhao Gang was very talented in shooting.
He also knew how difficult it was to design accurately.
In his opinion, Xu Wentao, the lowest level warrior, was indulging in wild fantasies.
It was too difficult to aim while riding a horse.
There were too many factors that could interfere with accurate shooting.
The stability, breathing, heartbeat, wind speed, humidity, and any other interference were all fatal.
In fact, it was almost impossible to shoot accurately from a distance.
The slightest deviation would cause too much of an impact.
Even if it was 100 meters away, it would be…a difference of a thousand miles.
However, Zhao Gang could not imagine Xu Wentao's ability at all.
Now that he could see the accuracy, Xu Wentao didn't need to consider the effects of wind and stability.
As long as the hit rate reached 100%, Xu Wentao would be able to hit all the targets perfectly.
Xu Wentao only smiled at Zhao Gang's words.
Before he obtained the system, he had the same thoughts as Zhao Gang, but now it was different...
At this time, Zhao Gang slowed down his horse, treating Xu Wentao like a new recruit, and explained," Little brother, there are a few things you need to pay attention to when shooting. First, your own stability…"
At the same time.
Not too far away from this road was a national army prisoner of war camp.
The elite soldiers of the Japanese Special Forces were practicing on these captives.
The Japanese were very arrogant.
A Japanese special forces soldier pointed at the three captives…
"You…you…you…the three of you step forward. If you can defeat me, I'll let you go and set you free.”
The interpreter was translating at the side, and every sentence was transmitted into the ears of the hundreds of prisoners.
Immediately, the captives were agitated. This was blatant contempt and humiliation.
However, the three captives were a little scared. However, they had no choice but to stand up.
A soldier of the Imperial Association came up and helped the three of them unlock their handcuffs and shackles…
Among the moving crowd, Monk Wei, who was taller than the others by half, noticed this. He immediately thought about it and then began to size up the surrounding environment...
He focused his attention on a tall tower in the middle of the prisoner of war camp. On top of it was the firing point of heavy machine guns.
However, at this time, the few Imperial Association soldiers at the firing point were not guarding the heavy machine guns. Instead, they were smoking on the tower. They were very interested to see the elite Japanese special forces members practicing with the captives of the national army…
Monk Wei looked like a high wall again…
At this moment.
The three captives who had released their handcuffs and shackles began to fight with the elite Japanese special forces.
No one paid attention to Monk Wei.
Monk Wei had made up his mind. He wanted to take a gamble and use this chance to escape from the prisoner of war camp.
This was probably the only chance.
As he thought about it, he looked at the two sides.
"Kaka!"
The elite special forces of the Japanese had all undergone special training. They were fast and fierce.
In just two or three moves, one of the three captives had his neck broken by an arm, another had his neck broken by a knee, and the last had his spine broken.
Two deaths!
One was paralyzed.
And all of this happened in the span of a breath.
"Hiss!"
"Hiss!"
This shocked all the captives, and they gasped.
Monk Wei, who was in the crowd, frowned slightly. However, a moment later, he clenched his fists so hard that they made cracking sounds.
Monk Wei also understood. These Japanese were very good at fighting and had undergone special training, but he was not a coward.
Before he joined the army, he had always been a martial monk of Shaolin Temple. He had entered Shaolin Temple at the age of 12 and had been there for 10 years.
He was skilled in martial arts. In this chaotic world, he wanted to serve the country and join the Central Army.
Unexpectedly.
As soon as the war started, the country was terrified. During the Nanjing defense war, 100,000 soldiers were chased by 10,000 Japanese soldiers.
Monk Wei's regiment was surrounded by the Japanese because they were at the rear. Most of them were killed, and the rest were captured.
Even though Monk Wei was skilled in martial arts, he was of little use in this rain of bullets.
He was also helplessly captured.
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