"Cartain Shi, please hand over these two artillery battalions to the artillery battalion in Chenjiagou to Battalion Commander Xiang. In addition, the arsenal will produce 200 training pop-ups first! Yes, artillery needs training!" Hu Yizhou said.

"Yes!" said Director Shi.

"Then let it be. Take me to visit Pan Zhenguo. Please give the rest of the matter! You must hand over the best and most qualified products to our troops!" Hu Yizhou said to everyone.

"Yes, the leader!" everyone replied.

Hu Yizhou soon saw Pan Zhenguo. At this moment, Old Pan was lying on the hospital bed, and a middle-aged woman was taking care of him, and that was his wife.

Old Pan's face was very bad, one arm was gone, there was a wound on his thigh, and a thick bandage was wrapped. He looked like he could no longer see the way he shouted loudly on the test field.

"Old Pan, I'll come and see you! Thank you for your contribution to the arsenal, to our regiment, and even to this country and nation! Thank you!"

Hu Yizhou came to Pan Zhenguo's bedside, put down a few canned beef, and solemnly saluted him.

"Woooo...ah..." Old Pan's voice became hoarse, he wanted to speak but couldn't make a sound.

"Don't talk! Have a good rest!" Hu Yizhou stepped forward and held Pan Zhenguo's only remaining hand.

"You can rest assured and not worry about your family's affairs, and don't worry about your work! After you recover from your injuries, there will be appropriate arrangements in the group. You will never be neglected by meritorious ministers!"

"Woo woo..." Old Pan could not move while lying down, but could feel the power and heat brought by Hu Yizhou's hands, and could also feel Hu Yizhou's sincerity.

"Haha, your task now is to have a good rest. Let's talk about other injuries when they heal! Sister-in-law, if you have any difficulties in your family, go to Director Shi, and he will solve them for you!" Hu Yizhou said to Pan Zhenguo's wife.

"Oh... OK!" The middle-aged woman looked at Hu Yizhou nervously, obviously a little scared. I'm afraid she had never seen such a high official in her life, so it was inevitable that she would be nervous.

"Ahem, okay! These are the meaning of the regiment, which is the canned beef seized by the soldiers in war. When your injuries are better, the doctor will open it when they can eat it! When the food is finished, we will regularly give you nutritional supplements to the wounded!"

"Okay, seeing you like this, you are not comfortable here, so I will go back first! Sister-in-law, remember, if you have something to do, you will talk and the group will solve it!"

After Hu Yizhou said that, he led the people away. It seemed normal to condolences to the wounded in this way in the original time and space, but it seemed a little abrupt here. The social level is still very powerful these days, and there is no way to do so. Hu Yizhou could only visit him in a hurry.

In the sniper training ground, after running a thousand meters, the snipers and precision shooters lay down on the ground and began to shoot in a lie-down position. The difference is that dozens of soldiers are creating various noises around them, affecting their emotional stability.

Let’s see what these soldiers do, it’s good to beat the drums and drums; some are throwing water on the students, and some are throwing grasshoppers, frogs, various insects, loaches and other small animals caught from some unknown places, which is a bit too much.

What's even more excessive. I don't know which brave one caught more than a dozen cauliflower snakes and fell to the soldiers... This is a bit too much.

Compared with those who throw snakes, those who hold firecrackers and slammed on the edges are simply a pediatric department.

And what about our Grand Commander Hu? He was sitting on the chair of the Grand Master who was moved from somewhere, drinking tea leisurely, and there was a Su Laoliu who was fanning him...

In fact, Hu Yizhou has experienced such training in his previous life, and even more cruel and strict! Otherwise, he has achieved the reputation of the mercenary world gun god?

Hu Yizhou wanted to use live ammunition shooting to train these students, but he gave up considering the issue of ammunition waste and could only use this stupid method to train the psychological qualities of snipers and precision shooters.

Uncle Ai once said: "Genius is 99% sweat and one percent inspiration, and the decision to succeed is often the latter one percent."

And this inspiration can also be said to be a talent!

Now, Hu Yizhou has found 30 students with sniper talents and 30 students with precise shooter talents from all the soldiers of the security regiment, and is making these students sweat.

This entire regiment, including but not limited to the main infantry company, artillery, recruits, arsenal student soldiers, militias, female soldiers, etc., is selected by those who carry guns in Jiuzhai.

Actually, there are some such students, but they all return to their own construction and go out to suppress the bandits.

Don’t look at Hu Yizhou sitting there leisurely, but his eyes always wander around these students to discover their shortcomings.

"You have one minute to shoot. If you can't hit it accurately, then run another thousand meters!" Hu Yizhou stood up and shouted at the students with an iron horn.

"Bang..." Finally, some students couldn't help but shoot. Then, the sound of gunfire sounded and the students began to shoot at their targets.

Where are their goals?

The sniper's target is a can of human head size 800 meters. The can was specially burned and filled with water. It is easy to see it in the telescope after hitting it.

The target of the accurate shooter is closer, around 500 meters, with the same specifications of jars.

Do you think this is over? Wrong! Whether it is the sniper's jar or the precise sniper's jar, they are all hanging on the tree! Hu Yizhou also deliberately asked someone to choose trees growing in the air vent.

The jar filled with water is hung on the branches and swings with the wind. How to aim? It depends entirely on the gunmen to judge the wind speed, bullet speed, movement trajectory of the jar, etc., and then fire it in advance. Only by firing a jar with two shots is considered qualified.

Relatively speaking, the shooting of the accurate shooter is less difficult. After all, the wind speed has a smaller impact on the bullets and the target distance is also close. However, it is a bit difficult to have to hit 8 clay pots for ten bullets? And it only takes three minutes from the end of the run to the end of the shooting, and they are breathing unevenly...

So, when the shooting is over, there is no one who completes the requirement...

"You group of idiots, silly babies, melon babies, cowards! I'm serving delicious food and drink, so many brothers help me, piles of bullets are being supplied, you're just making such a bad result? Get up, hurry up one thousand meters!"

"There are also the same for you sisters. How good is it to stay in the medical team? It's not bad for the publicity team, or even the escort team in the hospital! But what about you? You have to train snipers with these rough men!"

"Just as you two have, I think I'd better go back to your medical team! Or just find a man to marry! Our Jiuzhai is not short of good men!"

"Everyone runs! Hurry up, don't be like an old lady with foot binding! If anyone can't stand it, I'll allow you to return to your original unit and do whatever you should do!"

"You all know that even if you have trained, you will still be a big soldier and your salary will not improve. Hurry up, who wants to withdraw?"

"No!"
Chapter completed!