The three-day half-training holiday in the New Year passed in the blink of an eye.

All training began to return to normal state.

In particular, shooting training for important subjects has also begun to enter the final stage before live-fire assessment - on-site target sighting.

This is the last learning step before live firing.

The squad leader also notified all recruits to prepare. Before leaving the company, the recruits must conduct a shooting assessment.

In fact, it is not so much an assessment, but rather a live-fire experience.

It has been ten days since the solemn touch of the gun, but the bullet has not really pulled the trigger and hit a real guy.

When he first touched the 81-1 automatic rifle, Zhuang Yan felt a little excited.

This is a real guy, an automatic weapon that can kill people.

Before joining the army, Zhuangyan only watched all kinds of guns in movies and TV.

Now that I really touch the real gun that I have been fascinated by for a long time, I can't help but have some thoughts.

The moment I held it in my hand, it was heavy, the gun was dark, and the solemn and a bit of a sense of pride that who could defeat it immediately. I felt that I was the most awesome person in the world. A heroic scene of the martyr in the anti-Japanese film holding a machine gun at the enemy was flashed in my mind, and I couldn't help but start POSE.

However, he was quickly woken up by Yin Xiancong with a slap, and the gun in his hand was also taken back.

"You are crazy!? Why do you do with a gun to someone??"

Yin Xiancong's face was no longer as gentle as before, and he almost roared at the solemn king fiercely: "This is a gun! Do you think this thing is a fire stick!?"

Zhuangyan made the most common and fatal mistake that new recruits are most likely to make and the most common and fatal mistake—the guns at people.

In the entire recruit company, the most common mistake of recruits who have just touched the gun and were scolded is to accidentally hit the gun.

"There are no bullets in there!" Zhuang Yan retorted with a reproach.

Yin Xiancong snorted and said, "Remember, don't think that if there is no bullet in the gun, you can hit someone with a gun, because you will never be sure if there is any bullet in the gun! The gun is sometimes very evil!"

Zhuang Yan soon discovered that when the freshness of anything new in the army disappears, it will become an extremely painful thing.

The troops seem to have torture everything in different ways, just like folding quilts can make people feel painful, and the same is true for shooting training.

Start from the simplest shoulder gun, shoulder gun to gun placement, gun decomposition and maintenance and other basics and lying down the bullet, then reduce the target and then aim on the field.

Almost every process can make people mentally collapse.

Zhuangyan is quite interested in shooting.

When he was a child, the most toy Zhuang Zhenguo bought for Zhuang Yan was a plastic gun.

Every time I visit my home, I will give one.

When I grew up a little, I became fascinated by air guns. At the time of junior high school, I bought an air gun in a sports goods store with a joint venture with a few kids in the dormitory compound.

The air gun took a year. During the winter and summer vacations of this year, Zhuangyan almost wiped out all the birds near the dormitory. The marksmanship was the most awesome among all the children in the entire dormitory courtyard.

The lifespan of this gun was very short. Until one day, a neighbor came to Zhuang Yan's mother Wang Xiaolan with a headshot hen with an air gun and complained to Zhuang Yan's mother Wang Xiaolan. The air gun was smashed and thrown into the lotus pond outside the dormitory courtyard wall by Zhuang Zhenguo, who happened to visit his home to rest.

However, the shooting of the troops is completely different from the solemn use of air guns to shoot birds.

Zhuangyan was a wild path that followed the feeling completely. In the army, he heard the most basic shooting theory for the first time - what is the target of the three points in the front line, what is the flat relationship between the gap between the front and the gap between the front and the gap between the front and the other, and what is the pressure of two-thirds and the keeping of one-third.

Moreover, the lowest distance for the troops' most basic lying posture is 100 meters with precision.

This is a distance that the solemn and never made.

It completely exceeds the range of killing of the air gun.

He even suspected for a time that this small bullet could hit the ten-ring bullseye that was not much bigger than a duck egg when it was shot out.

Field aiming training continued until the third to last day before going out of the company.

Early in the morning, Zhuangyan followed the platoon to the shooting range.

The shooting range of the Third Battalion seemed a bit simple, with a hillside to the north and a shooting ground line to the south. All the recruits gathered in an open space in front of the shooting ground line.

The gunshots sounded at the moment, and all the recruits stretched their necks to see what the bullets were like when they were fired.

"Sit! Sit!"

The platoon leader A Dai, holding the little red flag in his hand, was in a bit complicated today.

In the last assessment, due to Zhang Yan's incident, the second ranking that should have been ranked first in the camp was defeated.

This time, it was the last chance to show up in the second platoon before leaving the company.

As a red card with a military foundation that can magnify 99.99% of the entire military region, A Dai certainly hopes to achieve remarkable results in his first leadership of troops.

Otherwise, this would be too sorry for my usual awesomeness.

"A Dai!"

Zhang Jianxing walked over from not far away and stood beside Dai Dehan.

"What? I'm a little unconciliatory?"

Daedhan said: "How can the company commander? Who am I? I haven't seen any big scene before?"

Zhang Jianxing laughed and said, "I know that you have participated in military competitions at home and abroad, but the competition is different from leading troops. No one denies your ability. The last incident was just an accident, and I still believe in you."

After saying that, he reached out and patted Dedhan hard on the shoulder.

Dedhan said: "I personally arrested the shooting training of our platoon. I have personally corrected and guided every recruit. I believe that if nothing unexpected happens, we will definitely win the first place in the second platoon this time."

Zhang Jianxing laughed again. As the company leader, he likes such awesome platoon leader. As for the field army, how can the platoon leader not have a little awesomeness?

"Okay, I'll wait to watch your second row performance."

Twenty minutes later, a group of recruits who had fired five bullets on the ground line began to stand up and check their guns.

Yin Xiancong held a newly opened ammunition box in his hand, took out a bag of 7.62 ordinary steel bullets wrapped in yellow paper, took it apart, walked to each recruit, and distributed five.

"Zhuangyan, you guys show me your good performance today."

The reason why he solemnly explained the matter was because Yin Xiancong found that the shooting was really a bit talented.

In the ten-meter reduction target aiming and field aiming, Zhuangyan almost didn't need to correct it. He understood it as soon as he said it, and it stopped when he clicked.

This is a good shooter.

"I understand, squad leader." Zhuangyan took the ammunition, pinched it in her hand, and answered absent-mindedly.

Yin Xiancong said: "Stop being careless and be serious! We are in the field army and are majoring in infantry. The most important thing is to play with guns. If you can't even shoot guns well, don't say that you are a soldier from the field army!"

Zhuangyan swallowed, nodded and said, "Oh..."
Chapter completed!