After the tactical training has been carried out for a period of time, live-fire shooting will be carried out immediately. Each link receives a notice: the whole regiment's recruits gather in company units at the shooting range for live-fire shooting training. Hearing this news, the recruits were both excited and nervous.

I'm excited because I can finally shoot a gun after coming here for so long. Now I'm truly a soldier. I'll have bragging rights when I go home. I'm nervous because is it really dangerous to shoot a gun for the first time? I'm usually a squad leader.

They exaggerated the dangers of shooting, and talked about the things that should be paid attention to in shooting over and over again. The recruits' ears were calloused after listening to them. They practiced the loading action of blank ammunition for several days. It was really

Is it that powerful? There is still a question mark in the minds of the recruits.

After breakfast, the recruits gathered early at the company door and were waiting to go to the shooting range. The drill trumpet was blowing melodiously. The recruits were impatient to wait, but the squad leaders were not in a hurry.

He led the soldiers in his squad to receive their guns and bullet bags, and then patiently explained the essentials of shooting.

After all preparations were completed, the recruits from each company began to march to the shooting range. Along the way, the recruits carried their guns in a well-behaved manner, because all the senior officials in the regiment were here, and I heard that there was also a training section chief from the division.

, if something happens at this time, the squad leader will have to kill you when you get back. After arriving at the shooting range, the recruits sit down in company units 30 meters behind the shooting baseline and stand ready.

The sun had just risen and was as high as a pole. It was as red as a child's face. The wind was strong and it was bitingly cold. After a while, the face facing the wind was frozen to death. Several veterans in front were busy nervously.

Dozens of chest ring targets have been neatly arranged above the trench. A telephone line has been connected between the trench and the command platform. The soldiers of the communication company are methodically testing the quality of the call. The security posts around the shooting range have begun to work.

The sentry holding a small red flag directed the pedestrians to take a detour. Several wooden boxes on the firing platform had been pried open, and the paper bags inside were full of golden bullets.

Although the recruits' teeth were chattering due to the cold, they were still chatting and laughing. After all, they would be able to shoot soon, and it must be very enjoyable.

A rapid whistle sounded from the front, and the soldiers responsible for reporting targets quickly jumped into the ditch. The thirty recruits in the first group received the bombs in an orderly manner, loaded the bombs, and then stood ready at their respective shooting positions.

"Lie down -" the commander ordered.

The recruits quickly lay down on their sides.

"Load the magazine."

"Loaded."

After a "clatter, clatter" sound of pulling the bolt, the shooters closed the safety and lay down, staring at the target in front of them.

"Start shooting."

As soon as the commander gave this command, the crisp gunshots started to ring out. The sound went from sparse to dense, and gradually crackled like firecrackers. Although I have been listening to the shooting operating procedures for a long time.

After a thousand times, there was still a recruit who put the safety on the burst position. He pulled the trigger and five rounds of bullets were fired out. Under the strong recoil, the muzzle of the gun kept pointing towards

It jumped into the air, and the people behind it were so frightened that they fell to the ground.

The recruit squad leader standing behind broke into sweat. He kicked the recruit hard and cursed: "You bastard, you confused bastard, I'll fix you when I get back."

The recruit was so frightened that his face was ashen, and his finger was still holding the trigger tightly. Fortunately, he only had five bullets. If there were bullets in the magazine, the muzzle of the gun would not be picked to the back, and everyone sitting behind him would be

People.

After a false alarm, the shooting continued. When it was Sun Jiashu's turn to shoot, Li Xiwa stood behind him. When the scene just happened, Sun Jiashu was sitting directly behind him. It was so dangerous. When he thought of the scene just now, Sun Jiashu became extremely nervous.

His hands began to shake involuntarily.

After the commander gave the order to shoot, Sun Jiashu's mind was still blank. He forced himself to calm down and aimed at the target according to the movements he usually trained. He pulled the trigger hard, but it didn't move at all. It turned out that he had forgotten it in a moment of nervousness.

Turning on the safety, he hurriedly put the safety on the single-shot position, and took another uneasy look. The squad leader must not have paid attention, otherwise, he would have definitely got a kick in the butt. He aimed again at the bullseye, this time

, his arm was shaking even more, even the muzzle of the gun was shaking, and the target was also shaking, "pop, pop, pop", the sound of gunshots rang out in his ears. Before he fired the first shot, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

If you look at it, you can see how nervous he is, and his heart is starting to become restless.

"Don't panic, keep your aim and hit again." Li Xiwa reminded from the side.

Li Xiwa didn't say it was okay, but when he did, Sun Jiashu became even more nervous. The essentials of movements he usually mastered were of no use at this moment. He finally aimed at the target, and he couldn't wait to pull the trigger. He only heard a "pop"

The sound of a gunshot made Sun Jiashu's ears buzz, and his right shoulder felt a dull pain from the gun butt.

The target reported in front was bald, which meant it was a target. Sun Jiashu was a new recruit and did not understand what target was reported in front of him, but Li Xiwa could see it clearly.

"Good job, ten rings, don't be nervous, follow the usual methods." Li Xiwa encouraged from behind.

Hearing that he had hit the tenth ring, Sun Jiashu became proud. So the tenth ring is so easy to shoot? Is shooting just that? He was no longer nervous, and the essentials of movements he usually mastered came in handy, and the crosshair was slowly aligned.

Bullseye, lightly pull the trigger, the bullet goes out with a "pop", and then, another bullet goes out...

"Ten rings, ten rings, nine rings, ten rings." Li Xiwa excitedly announced the target.

Sun Jiashu had already fired five bullets, but he still aimed carefully. He pulled the trigger again, but it couldn't be pulled. When he saw that the barrel of the gun had been opened, he knew that the bullets were out. According to the target reported by the squad leader,

Counting, he should have scored 49 rings, four more than the excellent score. He looked up at the monitor proudly.

"Is the fight over?" Li Xiwa asked knowingly.

"The fight is over." Sun Jiashu replied triumphantly.

Unexpectedly, Li Xiwa kicked him in the butt and said: "After the beating, it's time to settle the score with you. You said you were so nervous? You didn't even know how to turn on the safety, and you gave me a bald fuck with the first shot."

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Sun Jiashu stuck out his tongue and said, "Didn't you say it was ten rings?"

"Ten-ring shit, that's to comfort you, to make you less nervous, otherwise, you will still be bald after you. You know, for a recruit, the first shot has the greatest impact on him. If the first shot

If the gun is broken, it will be difficult to shoot it properly in the future. Fortunately, you did not enter into a misunderstanding."

Li Xiwa's words made Sun Jiashu's face heat up. He couldn't help but secretly admire the squad leader. Although he was too strict with the recruits, he had a good way of leading the troops. From him, he learned a lot. On the surface, the squad leader seemed

He is cold and ruthless, but there is a fire burning inside.

After the target practice, Li Xiwa ordered the entire class to stand in a row to inspect the guns, and commented on the performance of each recruit: "The best shooter was Xiao Guangdong, with a score of 46 rings. He was able to shoot well in the first target practice.

, indicating that this comrade usually trains hard, is calm and calm during target shooting, and shows good psychological quality. The shortcoming is that the gun is unstable, and training must be strengthened in the future; followed by Wang Gui, with a score of 42 rings, starting from the impact point.

Judging from the results, the deviation is not big. If you correct the aiming position, there will be no problem in hitting the excellent one. The old horse has just passed, and the impact point deviation is very large. It is sometimes up and sometimes down, sometimes left and sometimes right, sometimes it hits nine rings, sometimes it hits six rings.

His grades are very unstable, and he still needs to train hard. He should find the feeling of shooting nine rings, and he will definitely be able to do well when he goes to target practice; Li Hai has the worst grades, and he has two bald heads..."

When Li Xiwa commented, Sun Jiashu was very unconvinced, especially for this little Guangdong. His other training results were abysmal, but his first target shooting was excellent. I didn't see him working hard at all. I saw him a few times.

He dozed off while aiming at the target. Does he have special powers in this area? No matter what, I must surpass him next time I hit the target.

The grades of the recruits in the class have all been reviewed, except for Sun Jiashu. Sun Jiashu secretly rejoiced. This was probably because the squad leader saved him some face. Unexpectedly, when he was brought back, Li Xiwa added: "There is another fish that slipped through the net.
Chapter completed!