At first, Chang Zhizhou didn't know the instructor's intentions, but thought that the two of them were ordinary punishment stations.

Until ten minutes later, the shade appeared. Chang Zhizhou suddenly understood, why did the instructor let the two of them stand so far?

Chang Zhizhou clenched his hands into fists and kept staring at Ling Feng, obviously recording the corporal punishment that the instructor had given him on Ling Feng's head.

......

Two hours later.

The instructor pointed to the students in the first row.

"Go, call me both of them. ”

Not far away, Ling Feng and Chang Zhizhou were a little numb when they stood on their feet. Knowing that the punishment was over, he limped back.

The two returned to the group.

"Do you see it, this is the end of the trouble! The next time any of you dare to make trouble again, the consequences will only be more serious! Okay, you two return to the team. The instructor waved.

The two of them slowly walked back to their previous positions.

"I want to give a date to eat if I slap you, and tell you good news!"

Everyone looked at the instructor expectantly.

"Let's all sit down first. ”

The instructor paused: "No need to train tomorrow!"

Suddenly, everyone cheered.

Relieved, finally free from training!

After a while, some students reacted, "Instructor, why are you going to train tomorrow? Aren't all the military theory classes finished? Do you still have to go to the field for training?"

"That's right, instructor, is it going to the shooting range?"

The instructor glanced meaningfully at the classmates who said the shooting range, and nodded, "It's going to the shooting range!"

After receiving the affirmation of the instructor, everyone began to boil again! The cheers rose higher and higher.

There was fanaticism in the eyes of many students.

Shooting range! Real guns! You can finally touch real guns.

When the students from other companies on the sports field saw it, they were very curious.

"What's going on? Why are they so excited?"

"I don't know, I really want to go and have a look!"

"I guess it's all a bunch of hillbillies who have never seen the world! ”

......

When the instructors of the other companies saw it, they certainly knew what was happening.

I think when they knew they could touch the gun, they were also excited and didn't close their eyes all night.

The remaining instructors, who had not been announced, exchanged glances and talked together about going to the shooting range tomorrow.

Suddenly, on the entire sports field, the cheers were deafening. attracted all the seniors on the road to turn back frequently to find out.

After a long time, everyone calmed down a bit, and the instructor said some precautions.

When it came, he gave another command.

"If any of you dare to make trouble this time, I'll kill him when I come back!"

"Got it!"

......

The next day.

The students on the bus were still excited. They were chattering about all kinds of firearms.

But Ling Feng slept very sweetly, dreaming sweetly.

Along the way, Ling Feng woke up several times because of the shaking of the bus. But every time I woke up, I looked out the window and didn't reach my destination, but I continued to sleep.

In 08, the domestic firearms management was very strict. Even shooting clubs, there are not many in the country.

A few hours later, the bus finally arrived at its destination, the Emerald Hill Military Base.

The shooting range is right at the base of the Emerald Hills.

Not every university has shooting as a training subject in military training.

Xianning Jiaotong University has a long history of establishment and has cultivated many talents in all aspects, which has established a deep friendship with the army.

Second, the army is also very eager for the top students of Jiaotong University, who can join the army after graduation.

The two sides are a strong combination. At this time, there is only one more military training subject in Jiaotong University, shooting training subject.

After a while, all the students were standing neatly at the door of the shooting gallery.

An officer approached on.

"Welcome to the Emerald Hill Military Base.

My surname is Wang, you can call me Instructor Wang, don't talk nonsense.

Today, everyone can experience a semi-automatic pistol, but everyone only has three bullets. ”

"Is it real ammunition?"

Instructor Wang smiled, "The gun is a real gun, but the bullet is not a live bullet, it is an empty cartridge." ”

The classmate let out an "oh" in disappointment.

"You don't have to be disappointed, this classmate, in fact, empty cartridges are also bullets. Compared to the real bullet, it was just a little less gunpowder in the cartridge case.

In order to prevent accidents, you can only use empty shells. ”

"If the other students have no questions, let's continue to talk about the precautions.

The TV series and movies you usually see are not standardized.

The correct posture of holding the gun should be like this. ”

After speaking, Instructor Wang assumed the correct posture of holding the gun in both hands.

"Please sit down in the front row, and squat down in the middle.

The correct posture for holding the gun should be like me, with the grip in both hands, and the body of the gun in front of the chest, about 45 degrees, so that the eyes, arms, and sights become a line. ”

After Instructor Wang's demonstration. began to have classmates walking into the shooting range one after another.

The remaining students who had not yet taken their turn sat in place and waited, continuing to listen to Instructor Wang popularize firearms knowledge to everyone.

This Instructor Wang is much stronger than the instructor in the last military theory class.

Half an hour later, it was finally Ling Feng's turn.

Ling Feng walked into the arena, came to the shooting position, and put on soundproof headphones at the signal of the instructor.

Pick up a semi-automatic pistol, pull down the safety bolt, and aim at the target.

"Three, two, one, shoot!" the instructor said.

"Bump!"

Smoke came out of the cartridge casing, and the recoil of the pistol shook Ling Feng's mouth.

The instructor pressed the remote control, and the target moved back a few meters.

"Shoot!"

"Bump!"

Oily smoke rises from the nose to the eyes, and some chokes. The tiger's mouth shook even more.

The target moved back a few meters.

"Shoot!"

"Bump!"

The oil smoke was inhaled, and there were some tears in the eyes. The tiger's mouth was already numb from the shock.

Ling Feng put down his pistol, took off his headphones, and moved the target in front of him.

"Your time is 9 rings in 5 meters, 6 rings in 10 meters, and 2 rings in 15 meters. After the instructor finished with a blank face, he quickly replaced it with a new target cardboard.

Ling Feng walked out of the arena after knowing his results.

After returning to the team, Li Bingze asked curiously, "How is it? ”

Ling Feng thought for a moment and said expressionlessly, "You'll find out later." ”

Li Bingze glanced at Ling Feng and ran to ask the other classmates.

Before he could ask, it was Li Bingze's turn to experience shooting.

A few minutes later, Li Bingze walked out of the shooting gallery and stared at Ling Feng viciously.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier, this gun has such a lot of recoil! I almost slipped the gun out"

"Didn't Instructor Wang say it all? You don't listen to anyone to blame!"

"Okay, you actually dare to yin me, you wait!"

Two hours later.

The students who had finished shooting were sitting on the bus, eating snacks and talking about what it was like to shoot.

Ling Feng touched the tiger's mouth, and it was still a little painful.

The recoil of this real gun is really great!

......

When he returned to the dormitory in the evening, Ling Feng had to brush his teeth with his left hand.

Wang Jixing saw that Ling Feng's brushing of his teeth was very awkward, a little strange.

I remember he's not left-handed, why do you brush your teeth with your left hand?

"You guys went shooting today?"

"Yes, the tiger's mouth still hurts!"

"How can it be a tiger's mouth? I remember we both had shoulder pains!"

What the hell is a shoulder pain?

Ling Feng walked to the sliding door, "Shoulder hurt?

"You used a pistol?" Li Jiao recalled the scene.

"We were using rifles, lying on the ground, hitting a 50-meter target, and many of us were on target. ”

"Then we are a little stronger than you, our batch of pistols are all used, and they hit targets from 5 to 15 meters. ”

"It seems that the generation is playing more and more beautifully!"

Ling Feng thought for a moment, "If we still use rifles, I don't know how many of our people will not be able to hit the target, so what's the point of shooting training?"

"That's right. ”