Chapter 467

It's just

Chao San glanced at the peak and sighed in his heart: Miss Wan Xi, it's really difficult to teach the posture!

Zhao Wanxi's voice came again: "Chao San, what are you still doing?"

"Cough..."

Chao San cleared his throat and learned a few bloody lessons. He had been sober for a long time. He glanced at Wang Dahai, who was next to Zhao Wanxi's target pile, with a straight face and stern words --

"Captain Wang, your target shooting level is one of the best in our camp. You are responsible for guiding Dr. Zhao and helping her correct her wrong posture."

Wang Dahai's standard military posture is standing with high morale: "yes!"

Zhao Wanxi also knew that Wang Dahai was an all-round soldier, strong and powerful, and the level of walking and shooting was one of the best in the whole battalion.

"Dr. Zhao, please practice again!"

Wang Dahai, as the head of the flag, is also quite a bit of the headmaster's momentum. He stares at Zhao Wanxi's action seriously, and his eyebrows are subconsciously wrinkled -

"the action is completely wrong. The tiger's bow should be in the same line with his arm. You not only easily hurt yourself by the bow string, but also have a very small chance of hitting the bull's-eye."

Zhao Wanxi's Apricot eyes were slightly bright. He hit the nail on the head! Every time the bow and arrow shot out, she would be hit by the bow string, and her arm was burning with pain!

"Please give me some advice from the head of the banner Wang!"

Zhao Wanxi adjusted her posture, but Wang Dahai's brow was even tighter: "no, no, the direction of her arm is wrong..."

On the one hand, Wang Dahai's tall body has gone to Zhao Wanxi's target pile, and he plans to practice it and teach her hand in hand.

When he stood behind Zhao Wanxi and was about to stretch out his hand to hold her catkin, he felt that the back neckline was tight, and a strong force directly pulled him back.

"Who the hell..."

When Wang Dahai was carried by someone, he suddenly became angry. He suddenly turned back and flew out with a fist. However, when he saw the person behind him, his face suddenly changed. Not only did he quickly take back his fist, but he also made a red face and stood at attention --

"see the general!"

Leng Jun Ao's complexion is not wavy. He glanced at Chao San and then glanced at him: "I heard that your step shooting level is good. Let's have a competition?"

Wang Da Haydn was a fool. No matter how powerful he was, he didn't dare to compete with the general!

"What? "What's wrong?"

Leng Jun's low voice showed a trace of contempt. Wang Da Haydn was agitated. He could not be bullied. Even if he was facing a general, he couldn't bear it!

Wang Dahai's face was red and his ears were red. He said, "how do the generals want to compete?"

Leng junao said: "if you set up flying targets for each other, you can win only if you hit ten times and ten times. If you hit ten times and one time, you can win!"

The insult of chiguoguo!

Wang Dahai is also one of the best shooters in the whole battalion, but the general said that as long as he can make one serve, he would win. He almost clenched his teeth and clenched his fist, so he could bear to be insulted.

"What the general says is what he says!"

Wang Dahai is also holding this tone in his heart, making up his mind to show the general the color. He wants to see what the general will look like when he loses!

Think of here, Wang Dahai hit chicken blood, morale!

When Chao San saw this, he could not help wiping the cold sweat on her forehead. Fortunately, it was not herself who taught Wanxi girl just now. Otherwise, in front of all the soldiers in the camp, it would not be a glorious thing to lose to the seventh prince.