Chapter 43: Gunshot Flying Stone Flying Warehouse

  So far, no one has been able to easily block Yu Daqing's full-strength thrust. This Liu Feng is indeed a bit of a level, not completely a half-bottle vinegar swaying back and forth. Yu Daqing's evaluation of Liu Feng has gone up a notch.

  He took a step back and began staring at Liu Feng, preparing to find his weakness and succeed with one move.

  Liu Feng saw that Yu Daqing had already retreated and did not pursue him, but instead continued to explain: "Just now, Yu Daqing's thrusting motion was very good. When thrusting, both arms use force to push the gun towards the target, with the left hand controlling the direction, using the right foot's pushing force to make the body move forward, and the left calf bringing the thigh forward to kick out a big step. At the same time as the left foot lands, it stabs the enemy. The key to thrusting is two words: 'fast' and 'fierce'. 'Fast' means quickly stabbing towards the enemy without pulling back the gun. What is meant by 'pulling back the gun'? It means not making a motion of pulling the gun back before stabbing. This is equivalent to telling the enemy, 'I'm going to stab you.' The enemy will then be on guard, and you won't be able to stab them. 'Fierce' refers to the three forces - the pushing force of both arms, the pushing force of the waist, and the pushing force of the right foot - combining into one force, fiercely stabbing towards the enemy."

  Liu Feng's explanation was detailed, concise and operational, summarizing the years of war experience of the Liberation Army. Even if Lian Yu Daqing himself could make such a move, he couldn't explain it in such detail and extract the key points as Liu Feng did. The old soldiers who heard Liu Feng's explanation also felt that Liu Feng was indeed capable, nodding their heads in agreement.

  Yu Daqing felt his face was greatly humiliated at this time. The opponent didn't treat him as an opponent, but rather as a teaching tool for the students to practice on. He was so angry that he let out a loud roar, took a step forward, and thrust his spear towards Liu Feng.

  Liu Feng did not retreat this time, but instead took a step forward, as if throwing himself at Yu Daqing's wooden spear. Yu Daqing was overjoyed and thought to himself, "Aren't you just asking for death? What's the use of all that theory, it's my skills that matter."

  Lin and Chen were both watching with bated breath, thinking to themselves that things didn't look good for Liu Feng.

  However, just as everyone thought Liu Feng was about to be stabbed, Liu Feng's footsteps changed, and his body dodged to the side. In the moment when the wooden spear was about to stab him, he flashed past it. The wooden spear in Liu Feng's hand suddenly thrust into Yu Daqing's chest like a ghost. And Yu Daqing, who thought for sure that the wooden spear would hit its mark, found himself empty-handed, his body involuntarily leaning forward.

  Yu Daqing muttered to himself that it was not good, and wanting to dodge was already too late. Liu Feng's wooden spear "slapped" onto his chest. The force of Liu Feng's thrust combined with Yu Daqing's forward thrust, the two forces merged into one, causing Yu Daqing to let out a muffled groan, and he was instantly knocked to the ground by Liu Feng's wooden spear. Although both were wearing protective gear, being poked by a wooden spear wrapped in cotton was still painful enough.

  Liu Feng didn't go to help him, but instead put away his gun and said: "In a fight with swords, psychological factors are crucial. If you have the momentum of a tiger, you can suppress the enemy's momentum, making them tremble with fear, and you'll win more than half the battle. But remember not to be impulsive, Yu Daqing just made that mistake earlier. Remember that the enemy will also make sudden thrusts!"

  He then turned to Yu Daqing, who was being helped up by his comrades, and said: "Do you still want to compete?"

  Yu Daqing knew that he was no match for Liu Feng in terms of martial arts, so he rubbed his chest and said: "I admit that I'm not a match for the Chief of Staff in terms of martial arts. You're far superior to me whether it's actual combat or theory. There's no need to compare martial arts anymore. If you can win against me in martial arts, then there's no need to compare fist and leg techniques either. Let's just compare shooting skills instead, how about that?"

  Liu Feng smiled and said: "Alright, you say compare what then compare what."

  Yu Dajing is quite powerful, but he's not an opponent for me, I know that fighting him with fists and feet won't work, so it's time to use my gun.

  Yu Daqing said: "Shooting at a target can't show our level, let's have someone dig a bunker 100 meters away and then throw stones upwards, one every five seconds, for a total of ten stones. We'll take turns shooting, whoever hits more stones wins. How about it?"

  Yu Daqing's proposal was immediately applauded by everyone, this is too brilliant, it turns out that gun skills can be compared like this.

  Even Lin and Chen, who were worried about Liu Feng just now, wanted to see what level of marksmanship Liu Feng had, so they simply didn't make a sound and waited for Liu Feng's response.

  Liu Feng said, "It's okay, but 100 meters is too close, 200 meters is better. The time interval for throwing stones is five seconds too long, it's better to change it to three seconds. Yu Daqing, what do you think?"

  Yu Daqing was very fond of shooting and had been practicing for many years. He was a great marksman on the battlefield. It was thought that proposing such a comparison would surely make Liu Feng, who had not received specialized training, lose. Unexpectedly, Liu Feng agreed immediately and even asked to increase the difficulty. The 38 rifle is a bolt-action rifle, which means you have to pull the bolt after each shot. The five-second interval was already difficult enough, but Liu Feng actually wanted to change it to three seconds. This was just too much!

  Yu Daqing's mouth was wide open, but this method was proposed by himself, he couldn't say no, so he gritted his teeth and said: "Director Liu, if you can beat me, I'll thoroughly admit defeat."

  Liu Feng said, "Since Yu Daqing has agreed, then the two of us will fight together. Let's find two soldiers 200 meters away, dig two individual foxholes, and then count together to three. The two soldiers can throw stones at each other."

  Yu Daqing nodded in agreement.

  Since both parties agreed, Chen Zhengwei asked two soldiers to go 200 meters away and each dug a single-person bunker. They hid inside and picked up about ten stones of similar size. Then he asked all personnel to count together, every time they counted to three, the soldier would throw a stone from the bunker into the air. The requirement was that the height should not be less than 5 meters. Since the Type 38 rifle magazine only had five rounds, Chen Zhengwei prepared two fully loaded Type 38 rifles for Liu Feng and Yu Daqing each.

  Liu Feng and Yu Daqing first inspected their rifles, then test-fired two rounds from each gun, making adjustments to ensure that each rifle was in optimal condition. Then they loaded up with ammunition.

  Everything was ready, Chen Zhengwei came before Liu Feng and Yu Daqing, and asked: "Are you two ready?"

  "Ready." Both of them lay on the ground, gripping their rifles in response.

  Then Comrade Chen Zhengde started counting, and all personnel followed Comrade Chen Zhengde in counting: "One, two, three."

  As soon as the word "three" fell, two soldiers in a bunker 200 meters away each threw out a stone.

  "Bang, bang" two gunshots sounded, and the two stones flying in the air 200 meters away were immediately shattered by bullets.

  Liu Feng fired the first shot and both of them shattered the stone.