Chapter 70 The old man taught Zhang Yu how to shoot a gun
After walking for two miles, he finally arrived at his destination.
In his early years, the old man built a shelter here for a short rest.
The old man went to the back room, took out dry firewood, piled it into a fire, and asked the two silly boys to come over and warm themselves up.
He also put the three people's kettles beside the fire. It is taboo to drink cold water on such a cold day, as it can easily hurt the stomach.
"Master, why didn't you let us rest just now?"
The old man glanced at Zhang Yu, but told him what he had seen and heard in the army.
After Zhang Yu and the little one heard this, they broke out in a cold sweat. This was a face-to-face encounter with the Lord of Hell.
"Okay, you two, stop being so mean. They say it's not surprising if you don't know. If you encounter something in the future, ask a master nearby. Experience is not a lie."
In the old man's view, children are young and don't know many things, so they need to be the elders and pass on their experience.
"Hey, I got it, Master."
"Master, the water is hot, please drink some water."
Zhang Yu touched the kettle to heat it up, opened the lid and handed it to the old man.
"Well, you two should drink some too. I won't have time to let you two drink water while we're hunting."
After resting for a while, the old man put out the fire with snow, filled the kettle with snow, and put it close to his body.
Zhang Yu and Zhang Yu watched what the old man did, and the two of them learned from it.
Then he wrapped himself in tight clothes, drank a slightly cool kettle, and chilled Zhang Yu for a while.
"Come on, boy, I'll teach you how to shoot."
Zhang Yu did not know much about the firearms of this period. He only knew that the rifles most used by our army in the early period were made in Hanyang. In the later period, with the overall victory of our army, a large number of medium and formal rifles were seized.
Zhang Yu estimated that the rifle in the old man's hand was a Chinese formal rifle.
The old man didn't know what Zhang Yu was thinking, so he picked up his favorite gun and introduced the two of them one by one.
"This gun is called the China Official Rifle Rifle. It is the first rifle made and produced by the Chinese ourselves."
"This gun uses a caliber of 79. According to my actual combat experience, the range of this gun can be as far as 1,200 meters."
"This was captured by me when I was fighting against the Chinese army in 1943. It has been used until now, and the barrels have been replaced twice."
The old man took out a bullet and prepared to demonstrate to Zhang Yu how to load and shoot.
In the winter, the most indispensable thing in the mountains is pheasants and hares. These guys are hungry and not afraid of people.
The old man picked a pheasant at random and took aim at it.
"The following is to pull the bolt, load the ammunition and load the gun. When shooting, the three points and one line are the same, that is, the target hole, the front sight and the target are on a horizontal line."
The old man pulled the bolt of the gun, pointed it at the winning pheasant, and pulled the trigger.
"Bang"
After a gunshot, the pheasant lay peacefully on the ground.
The surrounding wild animals were so frightened that they ran around and hid in the blink of an eye.
"How about it, have you learned it yet?"
"I'll meet you, I'll meet you."
Zhang Yu’s head nods like a rattle, but he barely has time to pick it up.
"Okay, take a shot later."
The old man picked up the pheasant from a distance, took out a handful of corn from his pocket, and sprinkled it around in a circle.
I took Zhang Yu back to the shelter and waited for a while. I guess the old man was trapped. When I went out, I saw, as expected, the group of pheasants were pecking at the corns.
He called Zhang Yu to him and handed him the rifle in his hand. Zhang Yu followed the old man's instructions, pulled the bolt, loaded the gun, loaded the gun and took aim.
Three points and one line, aim at the selected pheasant, let out a sigh of relief, and stabilize your mentality.
"Bang"
Right on target.
"Hunting 50."
"Marksmanship 80."
Zhang Yu didn't expect to be able to hit the target with one shot. After all, compared with a shotgun and a rifle, the recoil of the two guns was not at the same level, so he was prepared to miss.
"Holy shit, shit, I hit it, I fucking hit it, little guy, did you see it, I hit it, hahahaha."
The old man looked at Zhang Yu with a surprised look on his face. This guy can do it. Is this the feeling of a gun that the old captain mentioned?
The old man did not believe in evil, so he asked the younger man to carry the pheasant back and sprinkle a handful of corn on it.
After waiting for a while, watching the group of pheasants come out again, the old man asked Zhang Yu to shoot again.
This time Zhang Yu was a hundred times more confident. He quickly pulled the bolt and loaded the gun. This time he just raised the gun and fired.
"Bang"
"Hunting 50."
"Marksmanship 80."
Another pheasant died gloriously.
The old man is finally convinced this time. It turns out that gun-sense is real.
With such a good talent, it would be a pity not to become a soldier.
Zhang Yu was very happy here. Not only did he shoot two shots and harvest two pheasants, he also filled up the second level hunting and was directly promoted to the third level.
It's time to go smoothly. I developed a new skill, Marksmanship. Now Marksmanship is level two.
Thinking of that time when I was hunting wild boars, I didn’t have the skill of shooting with a shotgun.
I glanced at the shotgun in the little man's hand.
Return the rifle to the old man and take the rifle from the younger man's hand.
"Master, I'm playing with the shotgun for a while. You let the little one play with the rifle for a while."
"No, no, no, I won't play anymore. I just want to watch Brother Yu play."
"Hey, I'm here, how can I just watch."
The old man couldn't help but put the rifle into the little man's arms.
I took the two children to find a hunting spot. I fired three shots at that spot just now. The prey was already frightened and would not be baited.
When we came to another hunting location, we could see a lot of hares here.
The old man instructed the little man to raise the gun and aim at the prey. Zhang Yu also raised the shotgun at the same time and chose another direction.
The two of them shot at the same time, and Zhang Yu still hit his prey, but no experience value was added to the experience bar.
This shows that folk firearms such as shotguns are not included in the experience value.
The little man next to him looked disappointed, but his shot with full confidence actually missed.
He returned the rifle to the old man and walked aside to sulk alone.
When the old man saw the little man like this, he knew that the little man had been hit by Zhang Yu. At this moment, he seemed to see himself who had just joined the army.
The old man came to the little man.
"Boy, what's wrong? I was hit."
"Master, I don't have it."
Not yet, my face is turning into a bitter look of embarrassment.
"Okay, okay, you didn't."
"But what I want to say is that there are geniuses in this world."
"Cha Cha Xiaoyu is a genius in this area."
"You also know that grandpa used to be a soldier. Every soldier has been tempered on the battlefield and developed rock-solid marksmanship."
"There is no shortage of geniuses in every era. At that time, we also had a reconnaissance company in our team. All the people in it had unique skills. No one was a genius."
"Do you think I've been hit? No, I'm not talented enough. I have to work hard the day after tomorrow, right?"
After hearing the old man's persuasion, the young man also figured out that his brother is one of the best geniuses, and he should be happy for him.