Chapter 122 I'm not a spy

After the fixed target assessment, some soldiers who have achieved qualified results can carry out mobile target training.

The difference between a moving target and a fixed target is that the target of the moving target is moving (this is not nonsense). Because the target is moving, it is necessary to prejudge the direction of movement. Raise your hand and move quickly with the target. Pre-designed to measure in advance, quick eyes and hands, quick response.

A qualified gunman needs to have a good mentality. Be calm and responsive when things happen. And all of this is inseparable from strict training. In addition to shooting, pitcher grenade training, stabbing training, and queue training are also carried out in an orderly manner.

Under strict training, these soldiers finally have the momentum of tigers. The eyes are skill-sighted and steady.

Several brothers of the salt ship, Lv Zhen, Zhang Tianqi, Shi Wenbing, Pan Yuanshao, Pan Yuanming and others, are also receiving systematic training in the gap between salt transportation. Zhang Yang was personally responsible for their training.

With Zhang Yang's efforts, this insignificant team finally began to grow gradually. Just wait for one day and build up momentum.

Salt was shipped several times in the middle. Sometimes two ships are transported together. One ship of private salt is He Zhaoren's, and the other ship is He Zhaoyi's official salt.

It's better to do business with the eldest son of the He family. You just need to bring the coarse salt and the refined salt back, and you will get a large amount of silver. He Zhaoyi's salt in the salt farm has not been used up yet. Therefore, sometimes the two ships are shipped together. This Miss He family wanted to follow Zhang Yang on the boat every time, but she was rejected by Zhang Yang with various excuses. He Zhaoren did not want his sister to always run outside and coaxed her with the seductive pie of Double Ninth Festival.

The grain of the base is almost finished. This grain is the first pot of gold in Zhang Yang's career. With them, Zhang Yang has come to this day step by step.

Now Zhang Yang no longer worries about food. If there is silver, the granary will be refilled soon.

In addition to food, with the money recently earned, the base should be further expanded. This time, Zhang Yang still sent veteran Uncle Liu to recruit qualified young people to join.

Although there is no falling wood, the autumn in the south of the Yangtze River has quietly come. Gradually, there was a chill, and it was only a few days before the Double Ninth Festival.

Zhang Yang is having a headache for this festival. The old mother, Cao, has discussed with Uncle Liu and is ready to make a marriage for Liu Ruohan and Zhang Yang. She is just waiting for Uncle Liu to come back this time, and it will be held.

And He Zhaoyi is full of expectations for Zhang Yang's promise.

Another batch of refined salt from the base will be shipped soon. This time, it happens to be the Double Ninth Festival.

How to celebrate this Double Ninth Festival?

Zhang Yang looked at the soldiers who were training and frowned.

"Report, catch a anniannior." Suddenly, a voice interrupted Zhang Yang's thoughts.

Jing down? Zhang Yang is interested. In addition to myself, who else is not afraid of the prestige of the murder port and dares to come here at the risk of death? Although Tianque's voice was a little loud, there was no smoke everywhere, and he never disturbed anyone.

"Bring it in." Zhang Yang said.

"I'm not a anniper. I'm here to report to Brother Shicheng."

"Don't talk nonsense, I'll gag your mouth if you talk again!" With the sound, two soldiers came in with a tied man.

I saw this man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and some abrasions on his face. Under a single coat, his strong muscles were undoubtedly revealed. The ankle**, with a few blood bubbles on it, seems to have come a long way.

"Who is it from? Why did you come to my military camp alone to find out the situation? Zhang Yang asked.

"I'm not a anniper. I'm here to report." The person came to argue with his neck.

"Don't talk nonsense, you have been sneaking in the reeds and not showing up. Seeing us coming, I turned around and ran away, and I kept calling you. What is not the annihuism? A soldier shouted.

Zhang Yang looked at the person with great interest and wanted to see the panic in his eyes.

"Because I see that you are all very fierce, especially your sharp firearms. I'm afraid that if something is wrong, it will be a big deal.

"You say that you are here to report, so what do you report?" Zhang Yang then asked.

"You have to see Brother Shicheng to say this." He raised his head, and there seemed to be a trace of anxiety in his eyes.

"I'm Zhang Shicheng. If you have anything to say, just say it." Zhang Yang said.

"Are you Brother Shicheng?" The person who came was a little disbelieving and said, "I don't think so."

Zhang Yangle said, "Do you think so?"

"Brother Shicheng should be tall and burly, tall and handsome. In short, he is a leader of ten thousand people. The person said.

Hearing this remark, even the two soldiers who detained him couldn't help laughing. Does this person have paranoia? How full of heroism.

"Who told you this?" Zhang Yang became more and more interested in this annianniation.

"It's Uncle Liu. He said so, so I came with him. Who knows halfway................."

"What happened on the way?"

"How do I know if you are Brother Shicheng? Why do I believe you?" The people are quite stubborn.

Proof it to him? Are you Zhang Shicheng? But I am neither handsome nor tall. I am not tall and burly. How can this old uncle Liu make such a joke?

"It's not that I'm tall to be a big brother. If you want to get things done, what's more important is here and this. Zhang Yang pointed to the brain and Tianque.

Taking the Tianque in the soldier's hand, Zhang Yang pulled the trigger, loaded the bullet, pointed the muzzle at the annih, and pulled the trigger.

Big brother is really straightforward. He needs a lead bomb to solve the anniper here. The two soldiers heard a bang in their ears, and a black smoke came out, and then waited for the scream of the anniping.

Strangely, after the black smoke, no drop of blood was found. The two soldiers were stunned. The annior next to him was also stunned. The bullet just now wiped his arm and broke the rope tied to him.

"I believe you are not a anniper. If you think I'm not Zhang Shicheng, you can leave now. Zhang Yang stood on the ground, blew the smoke of the mouth, and said carelessly.

It can be said that Uncle Liu recruited him, which proves that he should not be a anniper. And when he shot over just now, he didn't dodge, which showed that he also had some courage. Such a person is exactly what Zhang Yang needs. Now that the chips have been released, let's see how the other party bargains.

"Okay, I believe you." Come and make up your mind.

"My name is Xu Yi, and I live in Xujiazhuang, Xinghua North. Uncle Liu has a lot of contacts with our village, and everyone in the village knows him. In the past few years, everyone's harvest is getting worse year by year, and they are becoming more and more unbearable. Uncle Liu said that there is a place to recruit people, where there is food to eat, work to do, and money to take. We followed us."

"How many people did Uncle Liu recruit in total?"

"There are more than 80 in total. Some people didn't believe it, so they didn't come.

More than 80, already a lot. Zhang Yang thought.

"We followed Uncle Liu and left a prepaid pay for the family. I wanted to have a good time, but I didn't think that I was cut off by the poles halfway.

These days, thieves are rampant. Uncle Liu took so many people back to the base, and it was inevitable that he would encounter the pole.

"Then how did you escape?" Zhang Yang asked.

"That day, we walked halfway and passed by Furong Village. Several people said that we would take a detour to avoid being taken by the poles on the mountain. However, Uncle Liu was anxious on the way, saying that the poles of Furong Village had been surrounded by officers and soldiers like homeless dogs, which was not to be afraid. So, we passed at the foot of the mountain under Furong Village.

Speaking of here, Zhang Yang has understood most of it. Uncle Liu successfully brought people back several times and relaxed his vigilance. As a result, it was picked up by the poles of Furongzhai.

In such a troubled time, the most indispensable thing is people, and what they need most is also people. There are so many ways to attract people. I am hired with a high salary, and the poles are simple and rude.

"It was noon, and we thought there would be nothing to do in broad daytime. Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached the foot of the mountain, he was attacked by a killing cry. Dozens of poles surrounded us.

"Why don't you run?" Zhang Yang asked. Dozens of strong young men are surrounded by dozens of poles. Even if they can't beat them, they can always run.

"We wanted to run. However, in addition to those with spears and knives, there are also a few people with bows and arrows and bright arrows pointing at us, and no one dares to run. Xu Yi still has a lingering palpitations when he speaks.

"Then how did you get out?" Zhang Yang was puzzled.

"Later, they escorted us to the mountain. I walked with Uncle Liu. Uncle Liu whispered to me that it would be difficult to get out if he was caught in the cottage. He told me the location of the murder port and asked me to move the rescuers. So, when I got to the middle of the hillside, I looked at an opportunity and rolled down the mountain.

Roll down the mountain? This is a difficult action. If you don't pay attention, the bone will be broken, and if it is heavy, you will go to Huangquan. Zhang Yang asked with concern, "Are you all right?"

"Don't worry, I'm strong. I rolled down to the flat side, and there was a pond below. So, just wiped a few pieces of meat, it's okay. They watched me roll down the mountain and shot two arrows. I run faster than rabbits, and they can't catch up.

After understanding the process and asking a few more questions, Zhang Yang felt that it should not be too late and immediately sent troops to rescue him.

(With the recommendation of history, I am sincerely afraid, such as walking on thin ice and writing a history book for the first time. There may be some considerations, but I have been working hard. Today, I am still very uncomfortable, and I still keep coding. I sincerely hope that readers can understand and support me. Thank you very much!)