Take a plane to Africa

Chapter 41

Yang Tianlong was surprised to find that the defender's personnel had escaped completely before the attacking black big guys stepped into the defender's territory.

Seeing that Shun Shun successfully captured the opponent, Yom said proudly, "Hua Xialong, Ivan, what do you think?"

Yang Tianlong smiled. Although he was not professionally trained, he had been influenced by the uncles of the People's Liberation Army since he was a child. To be honest, Yom and the others couldn't even compare to children playing games.

Yang Tianlong was just about to express his opinion, but Eva spoke first, her question was very sharp, "Mr. Yom, how long has it been since you fought?"

Yom thought for a while, "Three years."

"Do you still remember that battle three years ago?" Eva asked back.

Yom nodded, "I remember, when the Landu people insisted that we robbed their food, we fought with them outside the village."

"Then how many casualties did you have?"

"Three people were injured."

"What about the other party?"

"Alone."

"How long have you been fighting?"

Yom said honestly, "Basically from morning to afternoon."

When Eva heard this, she couldn't help sighing, "After fighting for a whole day, you have only such a few casualties. Isn't this a joke?"

Seeing this sissy guy mocking him as a joke, Yom suddenly became very unhappy, and his face became a little anxious.

"Ivan, you said we were joking, what evidence do you have?"

Eva snorted softly, "Mr. Yom, with all due respect, your shooting method doesn't work at all, it can only waste bullets."

Yom obviously couldn't accept outsiders' incorrect views on his side, he also groaned back and said: "What did the person who was injured by the Landu man say? Could it be a fake?"

Eva smiled, "It's hard to say whether it's fake or not, these are probabilistic events."

With Yom's culture, he obviously can't understand the meaning of probabilistic events.

"You mean you can fight well?" Yom's tone became sarcastic.

The corner of Eva's mouth curled up, "At least my shooting posture is fine. Mr. Yom, if you are not convinced, we can try."

It is true that black people are irritable, especially after some skeptical criticism, Yom held back a breath of anger in his heart.

"Okay, just try it." After Yom finished speaking, he threw an AK to Eva.

"What?" Eva asked, looking at Yom who was also holding an AK.

"Go and pick two banana leaves." With a wave of Yom's black hand, two big black men quickly climbed up the banana tree and picked off two large banana leaves.

Banana leaves were inserted 30 meters away.

Yang Tianlong was once again fascinated by the imagination of Africans. He had seen target shooting competitions shooting wine bottles or balloons, and it was the first time he had seen shooting banana leaves.

"Ladies first." Yom even said very gracefully.

Eva was not polite, she even declined the black man beside her to help her pull the bolt, from pressing the bullet to loading the bullet, she did it all by herself.

"Bang..." Eva shot.

"Bang bang bang..." Three shots were fired.

"Bang..." Another shot.

Yang Tianlong took a closer look, good guy, they are all on target, and they are all on the top right of the banana leaf.

Yom didn't look at Eva's target at all, and he didn't aim at all. He raised the gun and it was a swarm of bullets.

"Bang bang bang..." Five rounds were exhausted.

Yom fired five bullets, one hit the target, and the other four missed.

Although he only hit one shot, Yom looked smug. In his words, one bullet is enough to destroy the enemy.After finishing speaking, Yom turned his attention to Yang Tianlong. From his heart, he hoped that Huaxialong would stand by his side.

"Mr. Yom, to be honest, you are a waste of bullets. If you really want to train hard, if possible, I can introduce some friends to you." Yang Tianlong frowned.

When Yom heard that Huaxia Dragon was not on his side, he couldn't help but widen his eyes. After a while, he murmured: "Huaxia Dragon, is there really something wrong with our training method?"

Yang Tianlong nodded, "Although I don't know anything about military affairs, I know that when attacking, the attacker should try to minimize the number of targets exposed to the enemy in sight. Charge with such fanfare like yours is only used during the Cold War. Hot In the age of weapons, what matters is tactics.”

Yom's eyes widened, "Watt? What's a tactic?"

"This?" To be honest, this question stumped Yang Tianlong.

However, this problem is difficult for the system.

However, relying on boring words to explain the tactics alone, Yom and his IQ would definitely not be able to understand them.

"Tactics, to put it bluntly, are the behaviors and methods in battle. For example, when you fight, you usually charge. If the opponent has a machine gun and shoots at you, you must have suffered a lot of casualties."

"But with tactics, you will think about how to reduce casualties if the opponent has a machine gun. For example, do you walk against the wall? Or invent some shield-like weapons to resist the enemy's bullets, or even go around behind the enemy. ..." Yang Tianlong explained clearly, and Yom was also taken aback when he heard it.

But Yom still insisted on his theism.

Eva was very straightforward, asking him to recite a spell, and then gave him a knife, and if he didn't bleed, he was blessed by the gods.

Upon hearing that such an experiment was going to be done, Yom quickly shook his head.

Yang Tianlong smiled and said: "That's right, in fact, you yourself know that the blessing of the gods does not exist."

After being criticized to pieces, Yom and the others had no choice but to accept this fact.

Although Yang Tianlong and Eva were not soldiers, they still told them a lot of knowledge about individual soldiers and combined combat.

In the end, Yang Tianlong even tried his own marksmanship with great interest. He hit five shots out of five, and the target was a banana leaf.

……

After watching the training and attending the bonfire party in Boke Village, Yang Tianlong and Eva went back.

Night had fallen, and the two walked unhurriedly on the road.

After coming to the place where Eva was rescued last time, suddenly, Eva spoke.

"Hua Xialong, do you think I'm weird?"

Yang Tianlong glanced at Eva and nodded.

"Then why don't you ask me?" Eva said seriously.

Without even thinking about it, Yang Tianlong told Eva that everyone has their own stories, some stories can be shared with others, but some stories can only be buried in their hearts forever.

"Then if you think I'm a bad woman, will you still take me in?" Eva suddenly asked very seriously.

"Eva, first of all, I don't think you are a bad woman." Yang Tianlong also replied with a serious face.

"Why do you say that?"

"Noodles are born from the heart." Four simple words, crisp and clear.

"That's just a superstitious statement." Eva said seriously.

"I believe, at least in front of me, you are not a bad woman." Just after Eva finished speaking, Yang Tianlong said seriously.

(End of this chapter)