"I have agreed to help Li Linge train his servants. We have to recuperate here anyway, so we can just think of it as making extra money." Liu Yangyang did not tell Lu Yong and the Sichuan Army people everything.
Xu had told him more than once about the private meeting of the Sichuan Army people, so Liu Yangyang's attitude towards Lu Yong and the others had also changed subtly. Li Linge must have been really anxious. On the second day after the banquet for Liu Yangyang,
, steward Li Shun brought three carriages into the military camp. The neat ammunition boxes and two Czech-style light machine guns on the carriages made Liu Yangyang smile from ear to ear.
"The new divisions have received orders to go north. Those who lead the troops wish they could sell all their own guns for money. As long as you have money, your guild leader may even be able to sell cannons."
When receiving the ammunition and machine guns, Liu Yangyang complained a little to Li Shun, because these things did not contain the mortars he urgently needed. Whether it was on the battlefield in Shanghai or at Guanghua Gate in Nanjing City, Liu Yangyang always
The Japanese artillery fire was still fresh in his memory. If he had a mortar in his hand, Liu Yangyang would not be afraid even if a Japanese squadron came right now.
"Grenade, I want a hand grenade." Jiujin rummaged around in the carriage excitedly for a while, but did not find his favorite grenade. He immediately followed Liu Yangyang and kept talking like a fly, only making Liu Yangyang glare angrily.
Eyeballed, Jiujin left in anger. These ammunition and machine guns were the conditions that Li Linge promised Liu Yangyang yesterday. In return, Liu Yangyang would help Li Linge train his new servant team, and it was completely free of charge.
Li Shun also handed a box to Liu Yangyang separately. The box was full of shells and bullets, which Liu Yangyang asked for for Tangcheng. "Take this away and practice your bad marksmanship. Don't lose it when the time comes."
My face." Without much explanation, Liu Yangyang just casually placed the heavy box at Tang Cheng's feet. Although the latter didn't know what was in the box yet, he learned from Liu Yang
The goat's eyes can tell that there is definitely something good in the box.
Following Li Shun and the carriage, there were 30 servants of the Li family who appeared in the military camp. These servants of the Li family were all wearing the military uniforms of the Mengcheng Militia. Judging from their appearance, they looked better than those of the Mengcheng regiment who had set up private checkpoints.
He felt a lot more energetic. "Xiao Qi, take your brothers and practice hard with Chief Liu. You were all selected one by one by the master. Don't embarrass our Li family." When Li Shunlin left, he took one of the servants with him.
After whispering a few words, he took the empty carriage out of the military camp.
Thirty servants from the Li family came. The originally empty military doctor seemed to have gained some popularity, but Tang Cheng was a little uncomfortable. He always felt that someone was watching him in the dark when he was cleaning his gun. Li Linge agreed.
To help train his servants, before Lu Yong and the others could recover, Liu Yangyang found a job for himself to train these guys in their marksmanship. Anyway, Li Linge had plenty of bullets at home.
To train marksmanship, you first need a shooting range. Liu Yangyang and the 30 servants sent by Li Linge worked hard all day, and finally built a small shooting range 50 meters away in a corner of the military camp. A simple wooden board with yellow paper should be the best
A simple gun target. According to the practice of the 88th Division, Liu Yangyang asked someone to dig a trench in front of the gun target. The person who reported the target usually squatted in the earth hole in the trench. The red flag in his hand meant that he missed the target, and the blue flag in his hand meant that he missed the target.
The colored flag represents hitting the target.
The longest effective range of an ordinary rifle can reach more than 330 meters. Within a range of 150 meters, experienced veterans can still accurately hit the target. If calculated based on the range of the rifle, Liu Yangyang's shooting range is obviously a bit small.
, but Liu Yangyang had no intention of building a shooting range with a length of more than 0 meters. He was helping Li Linge train his servants just to deal with errands. If it weren't for those oceans and ammunition, Liu Yangyang might not even have time to talk to Li Linge.
"Come on, come practice shooting with me. Don't sit around and clean your gun in one day. Guns are for use, not just carrying a rag and wiping them all day long." Ignoring Tang Cheng's refusal, he had dinner.
After that, Liu Yangyang took advantage of the good weather and took Tang Cheng to the shooting range that had just been built to practice shooting. Before that, Tang Cheng had only practiced shooting a handful of times. It wasn't that Tang Cheng didn't have time or that
He doesn't want to practice shooting, but it's because he can't bear to part with those hard-earned bullets.
After leaving the room, Liu Yangyang pulled Tang Cheng directly to the shooting range. Liu Yangyang did not have his Mauser rifle, but the flower machine submachine gun that Tang Cheng brought out of Nanjing City. "Boy, watch it, I will have a good day today."
I'll teach you this once." After checking the shell gun in the holster at his waist, Liu Yangyang stood upright behind the white line with both hands free, waving his arms towards the two dirtbags on the right side in front.
"Playing with a moving target?" Looking at the clay pot flying up from behind the earth bag, Tang Cheng, standing behind Liu Yangyang, opened his mouth wide and watched Liu Yangyang's movements nervously.
This is not the first time that Tang Cheng has seen moving targets. As early as in Qiandeng Town, Liu Yangyang showed him how to use a rifle to hit tiles flying in the air, but this time he used a range
The closer shell gun. When the clay pot flew up into the air, Liu Yangyang had already drawn the gun in his hand. After quickly judging the distance, Lu Yangyang slightly lowered the muzzle of the gun, predicting and pulling the trigger in advance.
"Pop!" The clay pot flipping in the air shattered. "Pop!" Liu Yangang fired another shot. Another clay pot that was thrown with great force was also shattered by bullets. Liu Yangyang, who was fully loaded with both shots, was not distracted.
Instead of observing his shooting situation, he quickly moved to his left, and the "pop" of the broken clay pot was once again accompanied by the lonely gunshot. Liu Yangyang, who moved to the left, fired another two consecutive shots this time.
A clay pot that flew out from behind another mound was also shattered into pieces by bullets.
When shooting at the shooting range, many people will choose to shoot lying down or half-kneeling, but Liu Yangyang does the opposite. He always stands upright when shooting. Moreover, Liu Yangyang does not shoot when shooting.
Instead of stretching his arms straight like Tang Cheng, Liu Yangyang's arm holding the gun was even half-bent during the first two shots. The muzzle and line of sight were not in a straight line. He relied entirely on his own feeling to shoot.
Hit the target.
"See clearly." Liu Yangyang, who had hit four targets in a row, had already put the shell gun in his holster. Just when Tang Cheng heard his voice and was slightly stunned, Liu Yangyang's right hand hanging down by his side moved.
Liu Yangyang's right hand reached for the gun holster on his waist. In the process of pulling out the shell gun and lifting it, his right thumb completed the action of pulling the hammer backward. Liu Yangyang's arm was fully extended at this time, pointing towards
Turn your head to the right and aim and shoot at the same time. "Pop", "Pap" and "Pap". The bullets fired out of the barrel will fly forward along a straight trajectory while rotating.
With a strong momentum, Liu Yangyang flipped his wrist so that the gun box was parallel to the ground, and then pulled the trigger repeatedly - this shooting method can well solve the problem of the shell gun's heavy recoil and obvious muzzle jump. "
This is single-shot shooting, and the following is rapid-fire in the continuous-fire state." Liu Yangyang changed the magazine of the empty shell gun, and then covered up the rapid-fire firing of the shell gun in the continuous-fire state for Tang Cheng, looking at the gun target
With those bullet holes scattered around, Tang Cheng couldn't help but secretly admire Liu Yangyang's marksmanship.
Tang Cheng enjoyed watching it, and Liu Yangyang taught him a lot. Taking advantage of his good mood, Liu Yangyang tried to pass one of Tang Cheng's shell guns and slung it across his body. At this time, Liu Yangyang already had two cross-body guns.
He fired the shell gun, and the flower machine that Tang Cheng had been carefully maintaining was in his hand. "Hey! Uncle Liu, are you going to..." Looking at Liu Yangyang's current attire, Tang Cheng's face was full of doubts, and he
Jiujin and Lao Xu, who were hiding behind the mound and helping toss the pots, also looked curious.
Seeing that many Sichuan soldiers gathered around him were also casting curious glances, Liu Yangyang just smiled and said, "Watch it, kid. This is something I learned from Captain Xie." Liu Yangyang was completely fired when he fired.
There was no warning. Liu Yangyang, who was just kneeling on one knee and holding a flower machine with his hands in front and back, had already pulled the trigger. The muzzle of the gun that moved laterally danced and spit out bullets. The Sichuan soldiers gathered around clearly saw this.
The gunfire sprayed from the muzzle.
Thirty times later, Liu Yangyang's hand and foot's flower mechanism "clicked" to indicate that it was out of ammunition and hung up. Everyone was ready to turn their attention to the wooden board on the mound that served as a gun target. But the thing that really surprised them to the extreme had just begun.
Liu Yangyang stood up when the flower machine in his hand made a clicking sound. He threw the bullet-free flower machine at his feet, stretched out his left and right hands at the same time, and took out the shell gun from the holsters on both sides of his body.
"Da da da da da da" Two gunfires appeared in Tangcheng's sight almost at the same time. The shell gun in Liu Yangyang's hand was held flat, and the barrage moved from the middle to the sides. The gunfire continued with the sound of gunfire.
It looked murderous. There were only bullets in the magazine that clicked the speed switch, and Liu Yangyang used continuous shooting. So before Tang Cheng and the others turned over, Liu Yangang had already fired all the bullets in the magazine and put the gun in his hand.
The shell gun was retracted into its holster.
"There are 30 bullets in one magazine of the flower trap. The ammunition capacity of the speed machine is rounds. Two bullets plus one flower trap. Their combined ammunition capacity is 70 rounds of bullets. If you can find it when shooting
At a suitable position, these 70 consecutive rounds of bullets can form an effective strong fire suppression and cause a lot of damage to the enemy!" Including Tang Cheng, the surrounding soldiers were all stunned, and they were all stunned by Liu
The goat's demonstration and words were stunned. Tang Cheng had never thought that weapons could be used in such a coordinated manner.