Chapter 49: Mentor and Protégé

'Bang!'

'Bang!'

In the training ground, Zhang Yong is sweating profusely.

Now, he deeply feels that his combat skills are too poor, which seriously affects his performance in all aspects.

His marksmanship is not good. His boxing and kicking are not good.

It's okay to lead a team against the enemy. But if it's a solo fight...

The consequences are unimaginable.

In any case, he must work hard to improve his individual combat effectiveness.

As the struggle against the Japanese spies intensifies, the confrontations will become increasingly brutal. And after the full-scale war between China and Japan breaks out, it will be even more so.

By then, the Songhu area will be full of Japanese invaders. There will also be the Wangwei's 76th Division and others.

Don't take it lightly. The 76th Division is also very capable.

The Japanese Special High Course and the Japanese military police are also masters. The individual combat effectiveness is very strong.

Before the Pacific War broke out, the Japanese elite were almost all in mainland China.

Without strong physical skills, even if you have a system, you won't survive for more than three days. Fortunately, there are still two years left, and you must train hard.

Start with marksmanship.

After a morning of training, his shooting skills have improved.

At a distance of 20 metres, he can hit the target with every bullet. But he can't guarantee that he will hit the vital spot.

Time to eat.

In the afternoon, the hard training continues.

Everyone else is busy. He, on the other hand, is the one with the most free time.

He is not needed for fieldwork or surveillance. He only needs to distinguish between Japanese and Chinese.

'Bang!'

'Bang!'

The training continues.

He tries to move to 30 metres. The result...

The result is not good.

Only one third of the bullets hit the target.

Well, that's the situation.

It's not ideal.

After all, he has not practiced before. He does not have the basic skills.

Cao Mengqi, Wei Yong and the others are all very accurate marksmen, and can hit a target 100% of the time from 50 metres.

If it's a rifle, it can kill almost anyone from 200-300 metres. However, in special operations, rifles are rarely used. It's already pretty impressive to use a submachine gun.

Therefore, the first thing to do is to practice with the pistol. Especially rapid fire at close range.

I'm reminded of the 'John Wick' series.

The protagonist in it is best at close-range gunfights.

What's the name of his shooting style? Two shots to the torso, then one to the head.

I can't remember. Anyway, that's the style.

So I practiced it.

I discovered that it seemed to suit me quite well.

Because the shooting distances are all very short, hardly more than 20 meters. It even takes place within a few meters. It's almost like hand-to-hand combat.

It's a matter of who reacts faster.

For a while, I didn't even feel tired. I was having so much fun.

I ate.

Practice continued into the night. Until he was exhausted.

The next day, more practice...

The third day, more practice...

Li Boqi knew that he was training hard and had not assigned him any tasks. No one else bothered him either.

Finally...

The results were showing.

He was agile and comfortable with short-range shooting.

Unfortunately, there was a lack of real combat conditions.

If only a Japanese invader would appear at this time...

'Bang!'

'Bang!'

At a distance of 30 metres, every shot hit the target.

Although not all hits were vital, there should be no problem hitting the target.

It seems that I still need to practice hard!

The more solid the basic skills, the greater the chance of survival in the future.

Eat. Seeing Wei Yong.

The other person's cheeks were dark from the sun, presumably from being out in the field continuously.

The sun in June is already scorching. It is indeed very hard to be out in the field for a long time. Of course, the compensation is also very optimistic. Now Team 8 definitely has money.

'What's going on?'

'Where's the surveillance on Wang Deling?'

'Why don't you just arrest him?'

'The team leader said to keep an eye on him.'

'Aren't you afraid he'll run away?'

'The team leader said not to arrest him anyway.'

'Really?'

Zhang Yong was puzzled.

Since Wang Deling had already been targeted, why not arrest him?

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Last time, Lin Xiaoyan escaped under surveillance. Did Li Boqi want to repeat the same mistake? Logically, that shouldn't be the case!

With his doubts, he came to ask Li Boqi for advice. He really didn't understand.

'You...'

Li Boqi tapped on the glass table.

Zhang Yong stood at attention. He listened with an open mind.

'What do we want from Wang Deling?'

'The flour mill?'

'That's right! Even if he runs away, as long as the flour mill is still there, we won't lose out.'

'But wouldn't it be better to arrest him?'

'What do you know? We've already arrested Meng Chaowei, Lou Qingcheng, and got two big fat lambs. The rewards have not all been handed out yet. You've sent in your third big fat lamb. Are there any rewards left? They must have been mixed up with the first two.'

'Er...'

'You have to eat your rice one mouthful at a time. What's the rush? You can't serve everything at once. You've already given all the bosses a taste of the good life, and if suddenly you can't find any more fat sheep, what'll you do? Won't that be the end?'

'Hm...'

'That's why you always have to keep one or two fat sheep in reserve, just in case. You have to pace yourself. You have to maximise your profits.'

'I understand,'

Zhang Yong nodded.

He really understood.

He thought of a person called Bubka. A pole vaulter.

This guy could clearly improve the world record by tens of centimetres at a time. But he didn't. Instead, he improved it by one centimetre each time. Gradually.

As a result, he broke the world record 35 times. An astonishing achievement.

If he had improved the record by tens of centimetres at a time, he would only have broken the world record once. Compared to that, 35 times is of course more dazzling. You get more benefits.

Every man for himself.

Li Boqi didn't say it, but he did it.

'And I...'

'Train hard.'

'Yes.'

'And how's your informant coming along?'

'I haven't started...'

'You're starting to ignore me, aren't you?'

'No, I wouldn't dare!'

Zhang Yong hurriedly apologised.

Damn it!

Is developing informants that important?

I don't think I need an informant. Really. I can do it all by myself...

'Go develop your informant.'

'Team leader...'

'No way!'

'Okay...'

Zhang Yong had no choice but to leave dejectedly.

Suddenly, he was called back by Li Boqi. In the end, he was given some pointers.

'You're a local, right?'

'Yes.'

'You must have seen a lot of orphans, vagrants, or refugees. Right?'

'Yes.'

'You can hire them as informants. You can help them and get some extra information at the same time.'

'What can they be used for?'

'It doesn't matter. It's how you use them. A child of seven or eight can deliver a message, keep a lookout, warn you, or spy on someone. People don't usually pay enough attention to them because they're young. They can do a lot of things that adults can't. All you have to do is feed and clothe them. They'll be grateful to you.'

'Erm. I see...'

'Also, if there are any good prospects, you can train them early.'

'Train them for what?'

'Have them join the Green Gang, or the Hungmen, or the Tien-Di Hui, or the Xiao Dao Hui, or something like that.'

'Huh?'

Zhang Yong was stunned.

Isn't this just about finding informants?

Why did it suddenly turn to undercover work? And you have to train the undercover yourself?

This is so complicated...

'In this place, Songhu, if you want to do something big, you can't avoid the Green Gang.'

'The Green Gang is full of people from all walks of life, a mixed bunch. There are all kinds of people. Many of them may be your enemies. But there are also many people who may come to you and be willing to work for you.'

'However, no matter who comes to you, they are not as trustworthy as your own trusted henchmen.'

'If you want to do big things, you have to start now by planting people in these gangs. Teenage kids are good prospects.'

Li Boqi spoke very bluntly.

Because Zhang Yong was really not smart enough. And he had no experience. He needed to be taught one by one.

Of course, it was precisely because Zhang Yong was not smart enough and had no experience that he was willing to teach. And he trusted him completely. Otherwise, if it was someone else, he definitely would not have confided in him.

Zhang Yong is not someone else's undercover agent, nor has he attended training courses. He knows nothing. He was completely trained by Li Boqi. This is a true confidant.

Relatively speaking, Zhang Yong weighs more in his heart than Cao Mengqi.

He and Cao Mengqi are just superior and subordinate.

But with Zhang Yong, it is a master-apprentice relationship. Although there is no official master-apprentice relationship,

it is still a one-on-one master-apprentice relationship.