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Chapter 9 Shooting Training

Early the next morning, after receiving the notice, Wan Lin took the issued Type 03 rifle and Xiaohua and ran to the instructor's dormitory. He saluted the shooting instructor Sergeant Wu Hanyu who was waiting for him and said, "Report, recruit Wan Lin is ordered to report." Instructor Wu

He waved his hand and led him towards the base weapons depot. As he walked, he asked, "Have you ever shot a gun?", "Tell the instructor, I have never seen a gun before," Wan Lin replied. After hearing the answer, instructor Wu frowned.

After a moment, he thought to himself, "Bai Ding, how can you teach this in a month?"

Entering the weapons warehouse, Wan Lin's eyes lit up. Different types of rifles, machine guns, grenades were placed in different sections in the warehouse...

While walking, instructor Wu introduced, "This is a domestically produced Type 95 sniper rifle. It has an effective range of 800 meters and can penetrate 3mma3 steel plates at a distance of 1,000 meters. It has not yet been widely deployed in China; this is a Type 03 automatic rifle; this is a Type 95."

Squad machine gun...".

As he spoke, he walked to a pile of firearms marked "Foreign Equipment" and said, "This is the Russian-made AK series rifle; the SR-XM110 sniper rifle developed by the American Knight Company, with an effective range of 1,000 meters; this is the 20mm made in South Africa."

Anti-materiel sniper rifle, this sniper rifle can use two barrels of 20 mm and 14.5 mm. Based on its caliber, if this anti-materiel sniper rifle uses special bullets, it can shoot at a distance of one thousand meters.

, it is a heavy sniper rifle that can penetrate 100 mm of homogeneous steel armor; this is the American-made m134 rotating machine gun known as the "Vulcan". This heavy machine gun has a caliber of 762mm and a rate of fire of up to 6,000 rounds per minute." Then walked to

In front of the ammunition depot, he pointed to a pile of neatly stacked boxes and said, "This is the Type 03 rifle bullet you are carrying now. Take two boxes and follow me."

The two came to the shooting range. Instructor Wu asked Wan Lin, "Are you familiar with the structure of this gun?" "Yes, I have been practicing with Zhang Wa every day these days." Wan Lin said as he skillfully took off the gun and quickly

The gun was disassembled and then quickly reassembled.

Instructor Wu looked at Wan Lin's skillful movements, nodded secretly, then took the gun over, calibrated the gun, explained and demonstrated the key points of shooting in the lying, kneeling and standing positions, and then pointed at the 200 in front of him.

A row of targets meters away said, "Your task today is to practice shooting in the three postures as I just mentioned. Let's start now." After that, he walked to the side and looked at Wan Lin quietly with a telescope in hand.

Wan Lin directly took out a new magazine from the ammunition box and loaded it, then lay down on the ground and aimed at the target in front. About 20 seconds later, he calmly fired the first shot in his life. Hearing the deafening sound of the gun,

Xiaohua's body trembled, and a blue light suddenly appeared in her eyes. She glanced at Wan Lin, and then lay quietly next to Wan Lin.

"60 rings" Instructor Wu nodded secretly.

"Bah, bah, bah..." As the first shot was fired, Wan Lin seemed to have found the feeling and fired faster and faster. In the blink of an eye, he finished shooting a magazine. "Stop, go get the target paper," instructor Wu ordered.

Li's brigade heard the gunfire and came from a distance. When they saw instructor Wu holding a target paper and watching carefully, they also came over.

"Except for the first shot, which was 60 rings, the rest were all above 80 rings, and three of them were 10 rings," instructor Wu said to Team Li. He turned around and asked Wan Lin questioningly, "Is this your first time shooting?"

"Yes. My grandfather asked me to practice archery and throwing gravel since I was a child. Within 100 meters, I can shoot three birds with three consecutive arrows," Wan Lin replied.

"Okay, follow the actions I just demonstrated and shoot all the bullets in the three postures." After instructor Wu ordered, he pulled Colonel Li aside. "This kid is a natural sniper. He breathes long when shooting continuously and holds a gun.

He is extremely stable, calm and restrained; his body does not move at all when shooting, which shows that he has extremely strong physical strength and body control."

In more than an hour, a box of bullets was finished. Instructor Wu told Wan Lin: "Take back all the target papers and replace them with new ones."

Team Li and Instructor Wu looked at the retrieved target papers. The impact points of each target paper were densely packed around the bullseye. "Okay, continue practicing, don't be stingy with bullets." Team Li nodded to Instructor Wu and turned to leave.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and Wan Lin had fired tens of thousands of rounds of ammunition and learned to drive various vehicles.

This morning, instructor Wu came to the shooting range with a Type 95 sniper rifle and a box of bullets. He said to Wan Lin, who had been waiting at the shooting range early: "In the past ten days, you have conducted various domestic and foreign pistol, rifle and

Machine gun live ammunition training. Starting today, we will conduct sniper training."

After explaining in detail the impact of wind speed, wind direction, gravity and other external factors on long-distance shooting, he took out a 300-page "Sniper Training Tutorial" and handed it to Wan Lin, pointing at two targets of 500 meters and 800 meters.

He said, "Read this book according to what I just explained, and fire live ammunition in two hours."

I saw Wan Lin sitting on the ground, flipping through the pages of the book quickly, grabbing a handful of soil and spreading it gently in front of him while reading, with a thoughtful look on his face from time to time.

"Report, can I conduct live-fire training now?" Wan Lin asked. Instructor Wu looked at his watch. Less than an hour later, he asked him in surprise, "Have you finished reading it all? What does Chapter 5 of the tutorial say?

?”

"Chapter 5 is about wind speed estimation and wind deflection calculation: The sensory estimation method of wind speed is: when the wind speed is lower than 5 kilometers, the human body cannot feel the wind speed, and the smoke column rises vertically; when the wind speed is 5-8 kilometers, the wind feels on the face, and the smoke column is slightly deflected

But the offset is very small. When the wind speed is 8-13 kilometers, the face feels strong, the leaves swing in a certain rhythm, and the smoke column is blown away. When the wind speed is greater than 13 kilometers, it is generally not suitable for long-distance sniping..."

"You have a photographic memory, so what is the wind speed now? The wind speed is 5 to 8 kilometers. Since there is no smoke column, I just grabbed a handful of fine soil and tested it," Wan Linda replied.

"Okay, adjust the windage of the scope according to the wind strength and start shooting," instructor Wu ordered.

"Puff puff...", the sniper rifle made a unique dull sound. Whenever Wan Lin was about to fire, Xiao Hua, who was lying next to Wan Lin, stretched his right paw forward, followed by the sound of the gunshot, which seemed to be

Xiaohua was directing Wanlin to shoot. The instructor was grinning beside him.

After more than ten days of continuous sniper training, Wan Lin has become familiar with the use of various domestic and foreign sniper equipment. That night, Wan Lin was still sitting cross-legged on the bed as usual, practicing Tuna Kung Fu.

Teammate Zhang Wa came to Wan Lin: "How good are you at practicing? Teach me."

Before Wan Lin could reply, Chengru's cold voice rang out, "Kung Fu, it depends on what kind of Kung Fu it is. Before I joined the army, I was the champion of the Henan Shaolin Kung Fu Competition. If you want to learn Kung Fu, you must learn real Kung Fu.

If you learn some tricks, you will mislead yourself and others."

"No matter what cow, no one can join the special operations brigade in a short time. It's a mule or a horse that has to be pulled out," Wang Dali, known as "Tank", shouted in a thick accent.

"Hmph" Chengru snorted contemptuously at Wang Dali and turned to look at Wan Lin as if challenging.

Wan Lin pulled Zhang Wa who was about to open his mouth and said, "I'm just practicing blindly, it's not any kung fu. I just practiced shooting, please teach me." He said, pulling Zhang Wa and Dali, who were groaning, out of the dormitory.

"I can't stand such arrogant people," Zhang Wa said as she walked.

Wan Lin said: "I quite admire Chengru. It is said that he has been the shooting champion of the military region for two consecutive years and the holder of multiple military skill records. He should be proud."


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