After receiving Ye Feng's instructions, everyone immediately disbanded on the spot and surrounded him with great enthusiasm. Everyone looked at the big wooden boxes beside Ye Feng curiously.

"Open the box and let everyone see!"

Soon, these large wooden boxes were opened, and they were all brand new weapons. There were two types of weapons inside, one was the Garland rifle and the other was the Tomson submachine gun.

Yesterday, after executing Ma Biao's hardcore subordinates, Ye Feng received more than 260 merit points. Adding the previous two hundred points, Ye Feng had a total of more than 460 points, not far from 500 points.

Seeing the meritorious value of more than 400 points, Ye Feng had been struggling for a long time. If it was more than 500 points, Ye Feng could synthesize a military talent. If it was more than 400 points, it would be really difficult to deal with.

In the end, Ye Feng decided to exchange for a batch of weapons. The bandits in the entire Shizhu Village, that is, their subordinates, had a relatively poor weapon level. They were basically made of Hanyang and were mainly made of old sleeves. The weapons in their hands were still Ye's father spent a lot of effort to reach the current level.

At present, everyone's equipment level is that it costs 100 rifles. In addition, a few people are equipped with Mauser's twenty-shot pistols. Those who do not have guns are temporarily holding big swords and spears.

This time, Ye Feng exchanged twenty Garland M1 rifles and ten Thomson submachine guns, and some bullets, more than 460 merit points, basically consumed seven or eight.

Everyone looked at the brand new weapons in the box and was full of excitement. Everyone knows that the boss brought these weapons to everyone.

Many people think of their Hanyang-made and their old sleeves. These guns are basically relatively worn out, and compared with these brand new guns, they are not a little worse.

"It would be great if I could have a gun like this!" Many people thought this way.

"Do you know these guns?" Ye Feng was also proud. How attractive these brand new guys look.

When everyone saw Ye Feng ask, they shook their heads.

"Zhao Long, let me introduce it to you."

"Okay!" Zhao Long picked up a Garland M1 rifle, raised it in front of everyone, and shouted: "This is a Garland rifle made in the United States, with eight rounds of ammunition, semi-automatic, and a range of 700 meters,..."

"Oh my god, I load eight rounds, and my rifle only load five rounds." Everyone was slightly surprised when they heard Zhao Long's introduction. Everyone knew that the more they loaded, the more they had the advantage they would get when they fought.

"Instructor Zhao, what is semi-automatic!"

Everyone is called Instructor Zhao Long now. Zhao Long picked up a magazine filled with bullets, skillfully loaded the bullets into the bullet compartment, and then returned the bullets to load them.

Zhao Long said to everyone: "Heiwa, go to the front about 100 meters to place eight big bowls, let's take a look at my shooting first."

Everyone moved aside. The Heiwa and a few people quickly lined up and arranged several big bowls. Zhao Long looked at the target in front and held the Garland rifle. He saw the muzzle in Zhao Long's hand move quickly, and a series of "bang, bang, bang" sounds.

The target ahead, which was the few big bowls just now placed a hundred meters away, were smashed to pieces, shot one by one, and shot it without any effort.

However, what surprised everyone was not Zhao Long's excellent marksmanship, but the excellent performance of the Garland M1 rifle. Everyone found that Zhao Long didn't pull the bolt at all. After firing one shot, he could fire a second shot immediately.

This fire rate is too fast!

"Good gun, good gun!"

"The master is mighty!!!"

Everyone applauded such a good gun, and there were also powerful shouts from the boss.

"Zhao Long, please introduce our submachine gun to you."

Zhao Long, in everyone's surprise and envious eyes, Zhao Long picked up a Thomson submachine gun and introduced it to everyone: "This is a Thomson submachine gun, an authentic American product. This gun is also called the 'Chicago Typewriter'. It has 30 rounds of ammunition and has an effective range of 200 meters,..."

Everyone was excited again after listening to Zhao Long's introduction.

"My God, this is almost up to the machine gun."

Looking at everyone's excited and excited expressions, Zhao Long made a magazine and dense firepower to turn a large vertical wooden board not far away into a honeycomb.

Everyone was shocked when they looked at the dense bullet holes and the fierce fire rate. This was too powerful.

"I just want such a gun, Master, give me this gun!"

"Give it to you!" Ye Feng laughed, and then Ye Feng said loudly: "Brothers, we only have so many guns for the time being, twenty Garland rifles and ten Thomson submachine guns, such good guns, I know everyone wants it. In this way, everyone trains hard, and in a month, whoever performs well, I will send these guns to whom."

"Okay, train hard, I want to train hard."

Everyone shouted, and everyone's enthusiasm for training was high.

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These days, everyone has been training enthusiastically and changing their previous style. Ye Feng is also happy to see that everyone is training well.

Council Room.

Ye Fengzheng and the second in command, Liu Yongyan, were discussing some things. A small leader shouted a report at the door. After receiving permission, he ran in quickly.

After several days of training, everyone has changed. Like this little leader, he knows that he is shouting for a report at the door.

"What's the matter?"

"I reported to the boss. My brothers standing guard at the foot of the mountain sent a message, and several people asked to meet the boss. The person who came claimed to be from the county security team, and the leader said that he was the leader of the security team."

"Oh, is there such a thing?" Ye Feng was a little confused.

Liu Yongyan next to him reminded: "The boss, Wang Dajun, the head of the Shannan County Security Force, is the son of County Magistrate Wang and Wang Xueying's brother."

"Oh..." Ye Feng suddenly realized, "Old Liu, it seems that Wang Dajun is asking for a meeting on the mountain is a good thing."

"Well, I don't think it's a bad thing."

"Hurry, let your brothers bring them up and come to the chamber." Ye Feng said immediately.

......

Wang Dajun and a few followers finally arrived at Shizhuping. In the conference hall, everyone sat down with the guests, exchanged a few greetings, and immediately got to the point.

"Ye Dada, I would like to thank you for your kindness this time. My sister-in-law returned home safely. I hope you will accept this little thing."

Wang Dajun waved his hand and Wang Dajun's entourage sent ten thousand oceans up.

"Captain Wang, you're so kind. It was not our intention to kidnap Miss Wang at the beginning. I won't accept this money after a misunderstanding."

"Ye Dada, this is the meaning of my father. I hope you accept it."

The two of them refused, but in the end, Ye Feng still received the ten thousand oceans. The two also had a good conversation and were quite speculative.

Finally, when Wang Dajun left, Ye Feng sent Liu Yongyan to the foot of the mountain.

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Chapter completed!