"I am ready."

Jiang Xueming nodded and raised his hands, waiting for the shooting coach's next instruction.

"Hey..." Teacher Liu seemed hesitant to speak - to be honest, he didn't take Bu Liuxing's inexplicable urgent invitation to heart at all at first.

Ah Xing often has whimsical ideas and makes some inexplicable requests.

Including this time, the eldest young master lightly moved his mouth and called local big names in various fields to come to this place.

Just to give this kid Jiang Xueming a physical test?

If it hadn't been for the relationship with Asing's mother, I'm afraid the three teachers present would have felt unreasonable when faced with this outrageous request to suddenly work overtime.

But just now, Jiang Xueming's meticulous look and calm and solemn attitude when disassembling the firearms made Teacher Liu change his mind.

When looking at the young man, Teacher Liu remembered how many students looked like when they first entered the police academy. They were all like this, as if they were shouldering some kind of mission and full of vigor and vitality.

All this made Teacher Liu feel that it was necessary to take this commission seriously.

"Feel free to play with him." Teacher Li shouted from the side: "As long as Young Master Xing is satisfied."

Teacher Liu completely ignored his old friend's cynicism, took out the MOLLE system from his weapon bag, and helped Xueming put it on.

"Mr. Xueming, let's go to the running track with me."

"Do you want to familiarize yourself with this shooting range first?" Jiang Xueming put on his equipment.

Teacher Liu pushed open the low fence at the entrance to the shooting range: "You are very smart."

Xueming followed closely behind him: "I saw it in the shooting club."

Teacher Liu trotted all the way to guide Xueming through the complicated narrow path.

"Look, we are only running once. You can memorize as many as you can. We will shoot at these targets later."

"good."

"The test and training project is the simplest entry-level CQB shooting, its full name is..."

Jiang Xueming replied: "Close Quarter Battle, indoor close quarter battle."

"Don't interrupt when the teacher is talking, classmate Jiang." Teacher Liu led the way and ordered the students behind him, but his expression was very happy: "Although you are right, it is simulating street fighting in complex environments such as buildings and residential buildings. Quick reaction close combat. But not all combat that occurs indoors is called CQB.”

After walking through six rooms with complex environments and targets of different heights, there is a large straight road with four windmill targets on both sides.

"Jiang Xueming, there are sixteen indoor humanoid targets here, three groups of fixed targets, three in each group, and four groups of windmill targets of different sizes, eight in each group. There are slopes and downhills, emergency stops and right angles. Bend close target points. There are fifty-seven targets in total, do you remember them?"

"remember."

"How much do you remember?"

When the two of them ran back to the entrance of the shooting range.

Jiang Xueming said: "I remember everything."

"Remember everything?" Teacher Liu's eyes widened, and his blood pressure rose: "You can think about it before you think about it! This place has just been renovated, and CQB training is very dangerous. Although the shooting compartments are all made of solid wood walls, there are still buried holes in some places. It's a steel bar, if you miss the shot, the bullet will bounce when it hits it, so don't hurt yourself."

"Thank you for your concern, teacher." Jiang Xueming smiled: "But I did remember everything."

"Remember it all..." Teacher Liu frowned and said nothing. He packed up his gun and magazine and muttered in a low voice: "Young people know how to talk hard. This is my first time running here. I don’t even remember everything about the scene, but you remember everything.”

Lao Liu didn't say much. He kindly told Xueming, "Only shoot once at each target, regardless of whether you hit it or not. I'll say it again, be careful. I didn't bring a bulletproof vest or helmet. You

Don't hurt yourself."

"Okay, thank you, teacher." Jiang Xueming followed suit and packed up the equipment with Teacher Liu.

The Sig Sauer P220 has only eight rounds of ammunition, and the extended expansion magazine can only hold ten rounds of ammunition.

Fifty-seven targets, Teacher Liu prepared seven expanded magazines, put three into the flashboard bag of the waistband, and hung the remaining four in front of the MOLLE guard on the chest.

There are two advantages to doing this.

In the complex environment in the first half of the journey, when changing bullets, he only needed to pull out the magazines one by one from the waistband on his left hand to complete the action without being hindered by the narrow environment.

When shooting on the slope in the second half of the journey, after the magazine on the waist is used up, it will not hinder him from climbing the slope. The chest sling is closer to the gunman, allowing him to change ammunition faster.

In order to prevent the magazine from falling during rapid movement, Teacher Liu prepared seventy rounds of ammunition even though there were only fifty-seven targets.

Jiang Xueming's SVI Infiniti is originally a competitive pistol. The magazine with the expanded base holds 23 rounds. He only needs to carry three magazines to complete the whole shooting process, which means he has to change it three times less than Teacher Liu.

During the reloading action, all three magazines can be placed on the chest instead of hanging on the waist. The SVI's grip has a magazine guide well, so the reloading time will be shorter.

Putting aside the ergonomic design of other firearms - this is the most intuitive difference in firearm performance between a $5,000 knife and a $1,500 gun.

In order not to lose the reputation of Meteor, this coach took great pains in arranging this shooting test.

Teacher Li sat in front of the surveillance camera, looked at the cameras in each isolation room, and prepared to press the timer.

"Ready?"

Jiang Xueming also posted there, wanting to see the teacher's demonstration.

"Ready."

"start!"

...

...

The refreshing whistle sounded.

During the surveillance, Teacher Liu broke into the first room, barely stopping at all, and opened fire as he walked, entering the next room.

There are occasional pauses in the reloading action, and there are often misjudgments about how much ammunition is left.

But he is fast, very fast.

Without any intention of stopping, he passed through small rooms in the narrow corridors, keeping moving while hitting the target.

Very heavy breathing can be heard from the closed-circuit television. It is very difficult to hold your breath and move quickly at the same time. For players who run on the field for the first time and start shooting directly the second time, this group of CQB exercises is by no means easy.

Something that can be done easily.

As they rushed up the slope, they could hear the crackling gunshots and the whinnying of a cow coming from Teacher Liu's chest, lungs and throat.

The windmill target made tinkling sounds one after another.

The final time was two minutes and 44 seconds.

Fifty-seven targets were used, fifty-three were hit, and four shots missed.

He hit all the fixed targets. In the second half of the race, Teacher Liu seemed to have little energy left, and it was difficult to maintain concentration. Those small targets that rotated with the wheel of the wind were difficult to hit.

Lao Liu gasped and ran back to the entrance with a red face.

"Huh...huh...I'm dying, I have to smoke less in the future. Huh...how about it? Lao Li? Are your grades okay?"

Teacher Li smiled: "The sword is not old yet."

"It can be faster." Teacher Liu saw the numbers on the timer and the scoreboard: "It's my first time. I didn't remember the positions of several targets clearly, so it's inevitable that I'm a little unfamiliar. This broken gun also jams, which is really unlucky.

"

"It's your turn, kid!" Lao Liu leaned on his knees, took a bottle of Coke, and said to Jiang Xueming, "Be careful. Be careful."

Teacher Li turned around and said: "Safety first. If you can finish this road, it will be good. It is very difficult. Are you ready?"

"Yes." Jiang Xueming stood by with a gun, "Ready."

"Three, two, one."

"start!"

The whistle sounded again.

The three instructors at the entrance of the shooting range heard the continuous roar of gunfire coming from the Infiniti's 5.4-inch gun barrel.

Lao Liu was still resting and had just finished drinking half of the Coke. Teacher Li went to the toilet to fill the bottle with water.

Jiang Xueming rushed back to the entrance from the ramp and took a photo of the big red button of the timer.

The final time of the timer is.

One minute and forty-four seconds.

Teacher Li had just returned to the CCTV and was about to say hello to Teacher Liu.

Teacher Liu stared at the TV screen with a dazed expression on his face, saying nothing, as if he had seen a ghost.

Only Bu Liuxing's fitness instructor turned his head and took a few more glances.

Xueming pulled out the magazine, took out the remaining eleven bullets, and listed them on the table.

Pulling the slide, he ejected the last bullet left in the gun chamber. Just like last time, he grabbed the bullet tightly back into his hand before it was thrown away by the shell-grabbing hook.

The primer points down and the bullet points up.

After he finished these things, he finally let out a long breath. His face turned pale, and he finished the whole race while holding his breath.

It's like when a battle is over and he is completely disarmed, he has time to relax and breathe.

"Is this kid fighting randomly? He went in and ran around and came out?" Teacher Li finally understood what happened and asked Lao Liu in a low voice, "What's going on?"
To be continued...