"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Lu Fangfang held up her Type 56 semi-automatic rifle and fired all the bullets in the gun at once.
These days, she's been feeling very depressed because of Xiaohua's situation, and she's even losing more hair than usual.
As ten bullets were fired in quick succession, she breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Ten rings, nine rings, nine rings, ten rings, ten rings..."
Nearby, soldiers on the shooting range held up binoculars, staring at the wooden target in the distance, and were stunned into silence.
That's...that's incredibly accurate! He's practically a sharpshooter.
Lu Fangfang raised the binoculars, looked at them, and nodded in satisfaction.
As she became more familiar with the 56-point rifle, her accuracy improved.
Given her current accuracy, if ten wolves charged at her, she could kill at least seven on the spot.
The remaining three wolves, even if the bullets don't hit their heads, will still hit their bodies, and she can finish them off with follow-up shots.
So, as long as she isn't ambushed, she wouldn't be afraid even if there were more than ten wolves.
“Ferocious beasts are not fixed targets; we cannot be arrogant and complacent.”
Lu Fangfang muttered to herself as she pulled back the bolt and loaded ten more bullets.
I glanced down at the little flower and saw it peering curiously at the target in the distance, its face full of curiosity, without any sign of fear.
"You little rascal, you'd better be more alert if you hear gunshots in the future."
"Meow~"
Little Flower called out and slowly took two steps forward.
One of its front paws had been wrapped in bandages for over a week, and it's only just been removed, so it's still getting used to it.
"Stay put and practice shooting with me. You can't wander around here."
Lu Fangfang bent down, pulled Xiaohua over, placed it at her feet, and then patted its head.
Little Flower looked around curiously, but dared not move.
Lu Fangfang raised the No. 56 and slowly pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The soldiers nearby also forgot about practicing their shooting.
They held up binoculars, looking at the target a hundred meters away.
"A ten-ring shot! Another ten-ring shot! The deputy commander's wife is incredibly accurate; she's amazing."
"Amazing, truly amazing."
Several soldiers stared wide-eyed, filled with admiration.
They've been in the army for three or four years, and they still wouldn't dare say they hit the bullseye every time.
My sister-in-law has only been practicing for a few months, but she's already more accurate than those who have been practicing for years. She's really talented.
"Meow~"
Xiao Hua sat at Lu Fangfang's feet, its expression mirroring that of the soldiers.
After a while, it looked at the target in the distance, then turned its head to look at the long weapon, and its body suddenly trembled.
The little guy now understands how terrifying this weapon is.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
...
Lu Fangfang held up the gun and slowly exhaled.
She moved her arms around and felt that her hands were still in good condition.
At this point, she was full of confidence and didn't need to practice anymore.
She slung her rifle back over her shoulder, picked up Xiaohua, and prepared to go back.
"Sister-in-law, you're amazing! You're a sharpshooter!"
"Yes, sister-in-law, you are really talented at shooting. You are more accurate than those of us who have been practicing for several years."
"Sister-in-law, with your shooting skills, you'd definitely be in the top three in the military region's competition."
Hearing the soldiers' praise, Lu Fangfang felt a little embarrassed.
She quickly waved her hand and said modestly, "No, no, I only know how to use this one gun, I can't compare to you guys."
Seeing Gao Dajiang in the distance, she thanked him twice and quickly went over to him.
"Xiao Lu, your marksmanship is really good. You might actually be able to get into the top three."
Gao Dajiang had just arrived at the firing range.
Seeing Lu Fangfang practicing with a gun, he glanced at her curiously.
His perfect score of 10 rings every time startled him. If this were on the battlefield, Xiao Lu would be a sharpshooter and could play a huge role.
Lu Fangfang smiled, said a few modest words, and then told Gao Dajiang about the breeding farm.
The first batch of quails has finally been produced, which is a happy event for the group.
"Really? It laid eggs so quickly? It's only been a little over a month since we started raising it, right?"
Gao Dajiang listened with some skepticism.
Lu Fangfang nodded. "There are more than a dozen quails, and they've started laying eggs."
"I estimate that the other quails will start laying eggs one after another this week, and by the middle of the month, the farm should be able to produce about 150 quail eggs per day."
Gao Dajiang secretly calculated that this was only the first batch of quails, and they had already laid 150 eggs a day.
He was very happy that he could raise more and provide food for the soldiers in the regiment in a few months.
"By the way, the farm still has more than a hundred male quails. If we keep raising them, the meat production ratio won't be worthwhile. Commander, whenever the canteen needs them, our farm will send some to the canteen."
"Meat consumption ratio?"
After pondering it for a while, Gao Dajiang understood the meaning of the word.
He glanced at Lu Fangfang, then smiled and shook his head. "There's no rush. I have other plans for these quails."
Hearing this, Lu Fangfang didn't say anything more.
As for the male quails, just feed them more grass sprouts so they don't get too thin from hunger; we don't expect them to grow much bigger.
Just as she was about to head back with Xiaohua in her arms, she noticed the binoculars hanging around her neck. She turned back and said, "Commander, I need to borrow these binoculars for a few more days."
"You, Xiao Lu, are a great contributor to our regiment. You can take this telescope; consider it a reward from the regiment."
Gao Dajiang waved his hand, not caring about an old telescope.
"Thank you, Commander."
Lu Fangfang was very happy.
Having received a wonderful gift, she hugged Little Flower, carried Five and Six Half on her back, and left contentedly.
Once outside on the road, Xiaohua turned her head and looked towards the mountains in the northeast.
The little guy looked somewhat worried on his fluffy head.
Lu Fangfang looked down at it, feeling increasingly puzzled.
This little guy is competitive, but he wouldn't be so presumptuous as to challenge a beast he can't defeat. Could there be some hidden story behind this?
"Honey, let's wait for your dad. Maybe he'll be back soon."
"Meow~"
Back at the farm, Lu Fangfang put down Xiaohua, then went back to the storage room and put the rifle in the cabinet.
She counted the bullets; there were still over fifty rounds left, enough for her.
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