After a day of rescue training yesterday and a half day of three-defense theory study in the morning, Jiang Teng's arm has basically recovered in the afternoon.

At least it is completely fine to wear a gas mask, which is not very laborious to do.

In the next few days, the recruits seemed to go back in time, and the queues, obstacles, and physical training became mainstream again. Through the mouths of each squad leader, the recruits also knew that their life in the recruit company was about to end.

During the period before waiting for the live-fire training to start, in addition to focusing on learning the courses of using firearms, Jiang Teng pulled the soldiers of Class 9 to carry out the final training and strengthening.

Truman and Li Teng, who lost weight, finally started their 400-meter obstacle journey. Jiang Teng arranged for Ma Zhe to lead them to practice the queue.

Nerds also have the advantage of nerds, that is, they are serious! This kind of personality is a perfect match for practicing queues!

This wait lasted for five days, and it was the second week of the third month. Just like the last time, the day before the live ammunition training began, the second news of the squadron that it was necessary to fire the live ammunition was already spread in the squadron.

Jiang Teng finally breathed a sigh of relief because in the morning, Truman's 400-meter obstacle had just passed.

Thinking about the coquettishness I had in King Squadron before, Jiang Teng finally saved his last face. Although this qualified sounds bad, but thinking about it, a guy who is almost 170 pounds...

How long does it take to run 400 meters normally? What's more, there are various obstacles in the middle of 200 meters...

Thinking about Truman's feat of losing 30 kilograms in the past two months, one thing is to say, Jiang Teng really likes this fat man. He is usually a little bit shameless, but behind his smiling face that seems to be shameless, he insists on paying day after day.

The next morning, the recruits gathered to board the bus after breakfast.

The shooting range for live-fire target shooting must not be placed in the city, and they collectively boarded the troop truck. After a distance of 40 minutes, everyone stepped onto the land of the shooting range with excitement.

Under the shooting position like a small slope, a pair of rifles have been arranged. On the left are the duty booths of various service personnel.

The non-commissioned officer with the safety officer's armband was helping to carry ammunition inside and count the number of magazines. There were also the sanitary officers with first aid kits around him, etc.

Listen to the radio calls coming from time to time, let alone anything else, the atmosphere will immediately be different! Compared with those who are usually trained, it is like an army.

Solemn and solemn...

"There are all, front, back, left and right, 25 cm apart, and look right!"

Leading the team to the open space in the safety area below the shooting position, King Squadron shouted.

"Maza is ready, let it go! Sit!"

"How is it? I've been in the army for more than two months and finally I can shoot a gun. Are you excited?!"

After the soldiers sat down, King Squadron walked to the middle of the crowd and smiled and cheered the soldiers up.

"Don't be nervous when you get on the shooting position. Follow the commands of the security officers and commanders around you. Remember when shooting, even if you finish shooting, you don't hear the instructions to withdraw the magazine or clear the gun, just sit still and don't move."

"Don't pick up the gun. Remember, when you put the gun on the magazine, turn it up sideways. Don't pick up the gun at any time, always aim the gun in front. If you don't want to be K of the five-legged security officer, I advise you to remember what I said!"

In addition to Wang Squadron, Instructor Meng also walked to the rear of the team and like Wang Squadron, he reminded the new soldiers that they should pay attention to when shooting targets in real-time.

"Let me talk about the shooting marshalling group. There are ten people at a time. There are 86 recruits in our squadron. They are arranged in order of seats. At this time, there is no need to talk about division of the class. Come on, Truman and Jiang Teng, you two sit forward and sit in the first row. The rest of the people will make up their seats in turn!"

Hearing the words of the King Squadron, Jiang Teng and Truman carried their pony stools and ran to the first row happily.

At this moment, Jiang Teng suddenly heard a loud roar from the target trench.

"The bullet sender, send 5 bullets to the shooter!"

Then behind him, a sound came from the walkie-talkie on the hand of Wang Squadron.

"King Squadron, King Squadron. Take the time to adjust, and the shooting will start immediately. When the mobile side is about to come and shoot, the speed is faster!"

"Okay, received!"

Listening to the sound in his ears, Jiang Teng took a magazine handed over by the bullet operator and had five bullets, and began to follow the bullet-pressing method he practiced with training bullets a few days ago.

Hold the magazine with one hand and take out a bullet with the other hand, and stuck the bullet's medicine chamber on the top of the magazine. Then press it down with your thumb and gently send it forward, and the first bullet slides into the magazine.

Five bullets were installed in the blink of an eye.

"The first five bullets are for you to adapt to the shooting feeling. Don't think too much about it later. Whether the shooting results are good or bad, just hit it. Today we will each hit 30 rounds, and there will be a chance later. When you hear the target trench commander shouting to start, you stand up and lead the team to the starting line, where there are drawings on it, remember."

Jiang Teng, who was thinking that five bullets were not enough to hit, was suddenly patted behind him. Without looking back, Jiang Teng knew that this was Zhang Zhen's voice.

This feeling is very strange. When you hit a target, these squad leaders are like old mothers. It is like the child raised by themselves is finally going to travel far...

That's really a lot of instructions...

"I know..."

"Live ammunition target shooting begins!"

Just as Jiang Teng was about to say something, the sound of the trench in the distance sounded again.

"First group, stand up! Turn right, turn left, run!"

Hearing the signal, Jiang Teng immediately stood up and gave an order. Then he took himself as the vanguard and led a group of new recruits to the bottom of the small slope where the shooting position was.

"The first place, you are in position 1, shooting the No. 1 target; the second place..."

After announcing each person's shooting position, the commander's command was issued again.

"Go toward the shooting ground!"

The shooting numbers were scattered a little, like the number one position that Jiang Teng was assigned, located on the far right side of the entire shooting area. He was walking in a small step, but suddenly he found that the people in the middle were about to get into place. Jiang Teng quickly trotted and ran to his shooting positions for two steps to stop.

"Put bullets on your lie-down position!"

Hearing the command, Jiang Teng immediately lay down. Then, under the supervision of the security officers beside him, he turned the rifle standing on the front and then loaded the magazine.

Then there is a checking the scale, perhaps because they are new recruits. The reset point of the rifle has been adjusted to 100 meters. As for whether the school gun or not, Jiang Teng doesn't know.

I think it must have been school...

Taking the loading, before the official shooting began, Jiang Teng quietly aimed. At a distance of 100 meters, he only used mechanical sights. The target could be seen, but the specific number of rings could only be said to be lonely...

"How do you fight this?!"

Jiang Teng muttered a little dumbfounded. He couldn't even see the number of serial numbers clearly. The first bullet was fired, and it was useless to have a lot of shooting knowledge!

It seemed that he heard Jiang Teng's voice, and the security officer next to him silently squeezed out a sentence from his teeth.
Chapter completed!