"Does the marksmanship still need to be a contest?"

"Compare!"

Furukawa Tsukie did not believe that the officers and soldiers of the Agents were proficient in everything, so he immediately agreed.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang bang bang--"

As five gunfires rang out one after another, a Japanese devil began to report the target a hundred meters away: "Ten rings, ten rings, ten rings, ten rings, ten rings, all five guns hit ten rings, a total of fifty rings!"

As the target was heard, Furukawa Takiro finally showed a smile on his lips, thinking that this time your agent team will be tied with us at most. Let's see what you use to surpass me?

However, the next moment he was a little stunned because he found that the five officers and soldiers of the agent brigade were walking a hundred meters away with an apple.

Soon, when the five Japanese soldiers from the reconnaissance brigade turned around and placed the apple on their heads, he finally understood and couldn't help but feel nervous.

This is not good, but it will kill people. One hundred meters, big brother, this is not ten meters and twenty meters.

Moreover, putting an apple on your head will also greatly test the courage of the person who is in the apple, and at the same time, it will and mood of the person who is shooting.

This is no longer just a competition of marksmanship, but also to the trust between comrades.

"clatter!"

"Da da da da da da--"

Five gunfires sounded, and five apples exploded, but the five Japanese soldiers of the brigade of agents under the apple did not even shake their eyelids.

The audience was shocked! Suddenly, silent.

Because there is no need to judge who wins and who loses anymore. If they decide to decide on apples, they are afraid that with their perseverance, they will definitely tremble their legs even if they don’t know how to wet their pants.

"Now, do you still doubt the ability of my agent brigade?"

Miyamoto asked, asked the officers of the Second Independent Mixed Brigade.

Everyone realized from the shock that they were no longer dissatisfied with his arrogance, but instead agreed with him very much.

It is guilty of disobeying the masters, especially their great Japanese Imperial Army, who always only admires the strong.

If they could have the strength of Shun Miyamoto, they would be more arrogant than him.

"Colonel Miyamoto, are all the members of your agent brigade so powerful?"

"Murakami's comprehensive strength is only inferior to that of our agent brigade."

"hiss--"

Everyone couldn't help but gagging. If even the strength shown by this team member just belonged to the lower side, how strong would the agent team be?

However, after passing this competition, they no longer doubted what Miyamoto said.

"Every member of my agent brigade is proficient in using any weapon and firearm, and is proficient in special operations such as fighting, shooting, lurking, infiltration, reconnaissance, and anti-reconnaissance.

If necessary, even beheading can be carried out.

Although I have only two hundred people under my command now, they can definitely surpass two thousand elites in the empire.

In certain specific environments, such as jungles, mountains, nights, etc., the combat power they can burst out is even far from the elite of the two thousand empires.

Of course, the agent brigade also has weaknesses, such as heavy weapons.

Because of mobility, the special agent team will inevitably not be able to carry heavy weapons, as this will only hinder the operation of the special agent team.

Therefore, if you want to talk about weaknesses, the shortcomings of heavy firepower weapons are one of them.

But this weakness is not important. He doesn't like to hide in the mountains in the southeast of Shanxi, and thinks that we can't do anything to them in this way?"

"Miyomoto-kun, what do you mean?"

The commander of the Independent Mixed Brigade 2, Goro Nao frowned and asked.

"Lead the team into the mountains and wipe out this abominable Chinese enemy!"

"Yoxi, with your agent brigade taking action, it's time for this abominable independent detachment to be destroyed!"

After Nao Goro finished speaking, the other Japanese officers nodded in agreement.

"By the way, General, you have been to Lingchuan for so long, have you found the base of the Eighth Route Army's Southeast Independent Detachment?"

"No...no."

Nao Goro replied embarrassedly.

"Um!"

Miyamoto's eyes were deep, and he turned his head and stared towards the east, as if a big conspiracy was brewing in his mind.

...

Pingshun, after receiving the information sent by Yang Yun, the chief of staff, Yang Ronghui, who was responsible for opening the second garrison, suddenly became much more low-key.

I originally wanted to go out to do something, but in the end I chose to give up and stayed quietly in the garrison to train and cultivate.

Although there are not many people coming to join the army recently, the strength of the original independent detachment soldiers is developing rapidly.

Whether it is physical strength, endurance, thorn fighting or shooting, its strength has increased by more than one level compared to when it first came.

As of now, their individual combat effectiveness is no less than that of Yan Laoxi's Jinsui Army.

The only shortcoming is probably the lack of practical experience.

On that day, the battalion commander of the cavalry battalion, Luo Dapao finally couldn't help but go out to fight Qiufeng.

In his words, if there is no war horse, how can his cavalry battalion be called a cavalry battalion? It can be simply adapted into a fourth battalion.

Just as I was dozing off someone gave me a pillow.

A cavalry battalion of the puppet army, with about 300 people under the puppet army, actually ran out to sweep the raid, and then stationed in Xiaotang Village, twenty miles outside the Taihang Mountains.

Three hundred people, that is three hundred war horses, Luo Dapao was completely blind at that time.

But now, he is no longer the reckless man who only knew how to act recklessly.

He reported this matter to Chief of Staff Yang Ronghui.

Luo Dapao could receive this news, and Yang Ronghui was no exception.

He was also wondering whether to start the fight. The recruits have been training for almost half a month. It is meaningless to train like this. They must be allowed to see blood. Only in this way can they transform into real battlefield veterans.

It just happened that this was just a puppet army, and unfortunately it was the cavalry.

In addition, he also knew that Luo Dapao's cavalry battalion had less than ten horses, so the two hit it off and immediately made a decision.

In order to win the battle, Yang Ronghui finally set off at 10 o'clock that night after a series of sufficient preparations, from intelligence to his own combat plan, from his careful planning.

Yang Ronghui's ability to deploy troops and battlefield command is also very strong, but he has always been covered by the edge of the detachment leader Yang Yun.

This time, this individual command was easily taken down this puppet cavalry battalion.

After the entire battle, the Independent Detachment suffered less than twenty casualties; then annihilated a cavalry battalion of the puppet army and seized 286 war horses.

This battle made Luo Dapao very happy, and even when he went back, he planned to let the soldiers of the cavalry battalion ride back.

As a result, he was extremely happy and sad. Except for a few veterans, basically all the soldiers in the cavalry battalion could not ride horses.

Under his high-pressure policy, the officers and soldiers of the cavalry battalion were almost falling and falling.

Some cavalry battalions soldiers didn't even want to ride horses, but went back with their horses on their backs.

However, Luo Dapao didn't care about this. Anyway, Zhenzhen said, "As a cavalry, how can you become a cavalry if you can't ride a horse?"

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