Special Years

After coming out of the Military Service Agency, Zhuang Yan suddenly felt that the name was really correct.

There are almost all training items in it.

From shoes to trousers, from trousers to clothes, from clothes to hats, from hats to military food, as well as socks, leather shoes, belts, armed belts, etc., even training elbow pads and knee pads are readily available.

After returning from the military service agency, they had a meal, and they all sorted out the housework in the row room and took a nap.

In the afternoon, the wake-up horn blew, and all the top team members gathered on the lawn in front of the barracks.

The environment of the teaching team is very familiar to Majestic. Standing on the lawn, there is a feeling of returning to the old place, as if returning to the student era.

"Let me introduce you!"

Zhang Dapao stood in front of the team members, pointed to a lieutenant next to him and said, "Teacher Ni Haowen, I don't think I need to introduce more. Those who came to the teaching team last year and participated in the pre-reported squad leader all know him and teach the shooting instructor of the brigade. The group army marksman, participated in the military shooting competition and won the third place."

Ni Haowen smiled and saluted.

"Hello everyone, in the next month or so, I will assist Captain Zhang to train you. If you have any problems with shooting skills, you can contact me."

Of course Zhuang Yan knew Ni Haowen, but he couldn't be more familiar with it.

Because before participating in the competition in the division, the teaching team also gathered the top shooters for short-term training, and Ni Haowen was one of the shooting instructors.

Just as he was talking, two soldiers came from the direction of the brigade headquarters, each carrying more than a dozen Type 81 automatic rifles.

In front of the detachment, the two soldiers put all their guns on the ground, and then one of the soldiers turned back to the brigade headquarters, and the remaining high-ranking soldier stayed where he was.

This senior soldier is of course familiar with solemnity.

He is a soldier of the brigade. He enlisted in the same year as himself. His name is Peng Qiang, and he is now the deputy squad leader of the public service class.

"You should know this comrade who has been to the training team. Peng Qiang is a senior soldier in the public service class of the brigade. He is in charge of logistics support. When you are training, he is responsible for ammunition and the like. If you need firearms, you can also Report to him. The top training is currently an important job in the division, so you can rest assured that the guns given to you are all new and the best, and ensure that your shooting will not be affected by the weapons. "

Peng Qiang also saluted all the top soldiers and winked at Zhuang Yan.

"There are also bullets. Since it is an elite training team, of course the bullets we use should also be good. According to my experience, the quality of the bullets that left the factory in 1982 will be better. This time I went to the ammunition depot to pick up a whole car of 82s. Vintage rifle bullets, to ensure that you will use them more accurately."

Speaking of which, Zhang Dapao walked over to the piles of guns, pointed and said, "Come on, one for each person. After taking it, give me a gun inspection immediately, and check if there is any problem with the aiming baseline and the front sight gap."

He looked at his watch and said, "Check it for half an hour, and then go to the shooting range immediately to learn the gun. This gun will accompany you all the way to the army competition arena, so please be careful and report any problems to me immediately. The gun is your first gun. Second life, I hope you will love it, it is best to fall in love with it, if it is like a wife, then I will be happier. Today is the first day of training, let me give you soldiers who are quite sharpshooters a piece of advice ——Remember, people who don’t like guns are definitely not good at guns!”

Everyone went up in turn, each picked a gun, and memorized the number on the gun.

Then, everyone went back to the row room to take out their own rain cloth, spread it out in the corridor, dismantled all the Type 81-1 automatic rifles in their hands, checked and wiped the parts one by one.

Zhang Dabao was right.

These 81-1 automatic rifles are brand new, with a darkened body and receiver cover, and a little orchid light, which looks like a work of art.

Zhang Dapao was walking back and forth in the corridor, saying, "Treasure your opportunity to compete this time. As far as I know, we will change guns and the latest Type 95 soon, so this may be the last time you touch the 81. -1 type automatic rifle, this gun will enter the history of our People's Liberation Army, maybe in a few years, it will be difficult for us to see this gun in the front-line troops again, just like the previous Type 56, you want to see it again You have to go to the Armed Forces and the militia company to get a chance."

Hearing this solemnly, he felt a sense of reluctance.

I've been training myself with this automatic rifle for over a year, and honestly, it's a good gun.

The new gun solemnly has also been seen on TV. When HK returned, the Hong Kong garrison was stationed with this gun on its back. It looked like a bullpup rifle. Son, I wonder if the new 95 will work as well as the 81-1.

A soldier asked: "Captain, have you seen the new gun? Is it easy to use?"

"I have seen it!" Zhang Dapao said, "I saw it last time when I went to the Hong Kong Garrison Training Corps to communicate with them. I fired a few shots, it was a small caliber, and it was equipped with two types of scopes, which was more advanced than our current guns. "

Another soldier asked curiously: "Captain, why do you say that we would be better off with 82-year-old bullets?"

Zhang Dabao said: "What year are the bullets you usually use? Have you seen it?"

The soldier said, "I've seen it, I've played so many, how could I not have seen it. But most of them are from the late 1960s."

"If you know about that era, you should know that we made a lot of 7.62mm caliber bullets at that time, but for some special reasons, the quality was not particularly good. Later, after the Southern Xinjiang campaign, many troops discovered this problem and reported At the top, the arsenal has made some minor modifications to the bullet's craftsmanship, and the quality control is also much stricter, and the quality is much better." Zhang Dapao said: "This is the experience I have summed up."

Zhuang Yan never thought that there are so many things in a bullet.

Looking at this Zhang Cannon, I really expected it. I am afraid that it is not because of his loud voice that he can become the captain of this elite shooting training team.

He couldn't help but said to Zhang Chengyuan, "Captain, after the school guns are over, shall we practice a little bit?"

In fact, Zhuang Yan didn't dare to say what was in his heart~www.novelmt.com~ Zhang Dapao coaxed before that he was very good at shooting, and all the soldiers in the top team didn't pay attention. Of course, this also made Zhuang Yan a little bit. Not convinced.

He can hit the half-length target at 400 meters, and he has reached the standard of a sharpshooter. He wants to see if Zhang Dabao is as good as he claims, and where is God.

Zhang Chengyuan glanced at Zhuang Yan. He had always loved this soldier very much, and of course he could see Zhuang Yan's thoughts.

If you want to tame a soldier like a wild horse like Majestic, of course you have to come up with real materials, otherwise you will be persuading others to talk about it with one mouth.

"Okay, let's train the gun first, and then let's shoot from one practice to five practice, and calculate who has the most hits and rings!"

"OK!"

Everyone immediately applauded, thinking that there would be a lot of fun!