Chapter 04: Slow Steps
Provide pistols, air rifles, PP guns and small-caliber competition rifles of the provincial police academy shooting range, in the province is the largest and most complete equipment of one, was originally built seven years ago, was originally the public security internal venue, but later due to serious lack of funds, and the provincial sports school jointly began to open to the public, under normal circumstances, Monday to Friday to accept the system and the student police to come here for test firing, Wednesday, Thursday half-day and Saturday and Sunday all day, a few years ago here has become a shooting athlete and this enthusiast frequented the place. However, the shooting price here is expensive, the venue, the service plus the consumption of bullets and equipment, a small game can not be played without a big hundred, and this game has become a rich man's game.
In the shooting hall on Saturday, the sound of the bang horn is like bursting beans, there are not a few people who come here to have a gun addiction, twelve halls of different sizes have already had guests, the last hall on the left side of the bottom is the standard hall of the mobile target, 20 meters of target, a shooting table, maybe Jian Fan does not know that this small mobile target hall, except for a few experts who are obsessed with shooting in the special police, no one plays this thing, the difficulty of moving is more than a little higher than that of a fixed target, if it is a hundred shots, it hurts self-esteem.
Jian Fan doesn't mind this, anyway, he often misses the target, so he doesn't feel that there is any self-esteem to hurt off the target, and in this shooting training ground, more like fancy PP guns, light air rifles, pistols, like this Jian Fan only uses one weapon is unique, only one old-fashioned May Fourth style, it is even more unique, in the eyes of shooting trainers, the heavy, recoiled, and difficult to grasp the May Fourth pistol, killing is a sharp weapon, but if it is used on the shooting range, it loses the nature of entertainment.
Jian Fan didn't have much idea about what gun to use, one day after the year, under the curiosity of the shooting range, he shot a few air pistols, that thing was well-made and fancy, light and had no recoil, and it was easy and fun, but this incident made the captain furious after knowing it, and almost slapped Jian Fan twice, Jian Fan, who had never seen the captain so angry, didn't dare to play with that thing anymore.
Every time the gun is released, a button is pressed, and then six bullets are poured out at the moment when the three targets move. Fast, lightning fast. Very skilled, as skilled as chopping melons and vegetables. When I first came into contact with moving targets two months ago, I could hit one or two, often with six rounds empty. A month ago, I was basically on target. Another month passed, and it was too easy to hit the target like cutting tofu with a quick knife and reaching out to pick summer melon.
It's not just ten bullets a day, sometimes the interest comes, there will be a few more magazines, the more you play, the more fun you feel, just like the Contra shooter that I was obsessed with for a while when I was a child, it was jerky when I first got started, but the more I played, the more interested I became, every time I held the gun, there was a slight feeling of confidence, and the cold metal brought more than just the joy of shooting.
Maybe it's a kind of affection for this, and I can enjoy the happiness of worry-free. It's like the feeling of holding a kitchen knife to make a meal, you can feel the slight touch of the firing pin, you can feel the fury of the moment the bullet is fired, and when you can see it, you can see the light smoke behind the bullet that is out of the chamber. Maybe it doesn't matter where the bullet goes, the moment it is discharged, it feels as if the depression and unhappiness in my heart will pour out with the bullet.
Some people say that the joy of fishing lies not in fishing, but in fishing. And what about shooting? It's not about hitting, it's about enjoying the process of shooting!
The more depressed you feel, the stronger the feeling of being able to vent and bring pleasure to shooting, and in the process of enjoyment, you will unconsciously hit more and more times. The three moving targets are like three sweet potato eggs under their own knives, square and round, with me Chel!
But that's all...... In the past half a year, Jian Fan finally realized such a truth very slowly, just like cooking Ding Ding and cooking, just like the imperial chef cooking, everything is just like this, this kind of brainless work, there is nothing mysterious, you are familiar with it, you have everything.
In the past two months, the captain has been here five or six times, and what puzzled Jian Fan was that the captain was a blind praiser, and now he often hit the middle school, but he was not very satisfied, and he often muttered that it was not fast enough, fast enough, and the old lady was faster than you...... How did you get shot?
And now, the captain hasn't been to the shooting range for two weeks, and sometimes the interest comes and he wants to call the captain to learn something new, but the captain is like a playful child, go, play by yourself, when can you hit the level of your master Chen Shihuan and then ask me to observe.
At that level? yes, we don't want to!
Today's mood is not good, and it feels bad. Although you don't have to worry about the case, you will be affected by the house, the fragrance or other idle things from time to time, and only when you stand here, touch the gun, and feel the bullets, the depression will gradually relax.
Eyes, staring at the target that has begun to move, pressing the bomb, very slowly, when one by one into the box, the metallic luster is silky, and the cold solemnity will penetrate into the body from the fingertips, just like at the beginning of cooking, first try the weight of the blade and the blunt sharpness of the blade. This simple and direct feeling will make one enjoy an indescribable pleasure.
With a bang, the gun was snapped out, and a few shots were shot with a bang.
Without looking at the target, repeating the actions of loading and loading, and discharging the gun, from the armpit, sideways, flat fire, bent arm quick fire, left hand flat fire, several quick actions are dazzling. It's like inventing shredded potatoes with cut flowers, sharpening fish scales with a narrow knife, and wine and pastrami, after playing for so long, it should be a bit of a play, Jian Fan has been following the feeling, how to shoot comfortably, how to shoot easily, how to shoot easily, the action is smooth, but the posture is a little ugly. When the gun is out of the armpit, it is like a thief touching the bag, and when it shoots sideways, it is like lifting a big spoon and bending its arm, but it is like pounding a bird's nest. When you change hands and shoot, it's like hitting sesame seeds. The dissolution of all postures can clearly see that this is a skill in the kitchen and not an achievement in the shooting range.
The mark of a person's growth is not so easy to erase, and Jian Fan has been in the kitchen since he was a child, this mark is afraid that it will not be erased for a lifetime, it is rare that the captain does not doubt this whimsical nonsense, this set of stupid actions has been practiced to the peak.
Bang bang bang......... The sound of gunshots, echoing in the ears, is a little muffled, a little harsh, not as crisp as heard in the film, but the sound of gunfire can suppress all the distractions floating in my mind through the eardrums.
Bang bang bang......... The gunfire is endless, and the trajectory of the bullet cannot be seen, only when the sound starts, it is penetrated through the target and blooms into a black spot, like a person's spirit condensed at this point to shoot, and after the shot, it seems to open the valve of the heart, so that the unhappy boredom can be vented to the fullest......
Bang bang bang......... The four magazines were empty, Jian Fan breathed a long sigh of relief, one shot missed the target, eight ten rings, and the remaining five to nine rings, the results are not important, the process is important. When you learn to enjoy the process, your grades will naturally improve, and if it has anything to do with things in the kitchen, it will be like simmering soup over low heat, and after a long time, the taste will naturally be better.
The gun stops, the gun is put into the plate, and the hands that are becoming more and more calm will make people feel confident, perhaps because there is no self-confidence in the world around them, and this kind of self-confidence in driving the gun is magnified a little more. Unconsciously, Jian Fan liked the feeling of shooting.
There was a burst of applause behind him, and when he turned around, he was the firearms administrator of the shooting range, who had been here for a long time, everyone called him Coach Chen, a middle-aged man in his thirties, with calm and indisputable in his eyes, but it was not him who applauded, but a guy with a big head who didn't know when he came out next to him was applauding, with a huge head, as if his face was particularly loose, smiling and his facial features were squeezed together, and his eyebrows, eyes and lips were trembling.
It's Tang Datou, the Tang Zhiyu who has been caught by a large team and doesn't know how many times, has invited Jian Fan to dinner a few times in the past two months, sometimes he goes with the captain, sometimes the captain can't take care of it, it is Jian Fan who does it for him, and unconsciously, I don't know when there will be such a half-pulled friend in my life.
Coach Chen smiled and took the gun, but he still had a lot of complaints about Jian Fan's shooting, and reminded with a smile: "Jian Fan, you have made great progress, but is there a bit of a problem with your style of play, from a practical point of view, it is enough to have a ten-meter fixed target; from the perspective of the game, this posture is not good, that item is against the regulations, if you want to play frisbee, there is no such thing as using a pistol? And this kind of old May Fourth, in addition to the county-level public security bureau, is still useful, and it will be eliminated in two years." I really don't know what your captain thinks. ”
There was pity in the words, as if he was sorry for a child who had gone down the wrong path, but Jian Fan didn't mind, he said with a smile: "Practice and play, I found that it feels good to shoot." ”
"Not only did it feel good, but it also played well. Good indeed. Tang Datou picked up the stubble and gave a thumbs up complimentally. What kind of role this guy is in society Jian Fan doesn't know very well, it is said that he is a bad debt collector, but when he saw the criminal police team, he immediately called him brother with a straight face, and after drinking twice, he also felt that this person was very bold.
Coach Chen smiled and shook his head, said goodbye and left. Jian Fan turned around and buckled his police hat, looked at Tang Datou's huge head coming up, it was a little ridiculous, and asked with a smile: "Tang Datou, are you passing by here again?"
Every time they meet, Tang Datou will definitely say that he was passing by, it is rare that such an obvious nonsense is said by Tang Datou's face is neither red nor black, when he heard Jian Fan teasing, he didn't care at all, and said with a grin: "No, I'm here to find you today." ”
"Looking for me? I can't do anything. Let's go to our captain!"
"What are you looking for him? When I saw everyone, I pulled my face, as if I owed him two hundred hangings. It's okay, I'm so idle, how about we drink two bottles?"
"It's boring, you're drinking too much and you're crazy, I don't even know where to send you. ”
"Hey, why don't you go to the Tang Dynasty nightclub, my sister's business, the private room was renovated a few years ago, you must not have been there. ”
"Well, I was born with a pentatonic deficit, I don't have musical cells, and I'm not interested in that thing. ”
The two of them said as they walked, Jian Fan declined the invitation, being a police officer is inevitably dealing with this person, no matter how much he thinks in his heart, he will not get too close to these people, just like the captain said, we should take the money, we should turn the face, of course, if you want to turn your face, you can't get too close.
Walking in the corridor, Tang Datou quickly followed, and invited repeatedly: "Oh, brother, you are good at everything, just like a single-celled animal, you are boring, singing is definitely not a song, but to find you a girl to touch hard......... You have to learn to be entertained, you can't live too boring. ”
Jian Fan smiled and turned around: "Oh! It's fresh! Entertainment is just looking for a girl to touch?"
"That's not it, how to write entertainment? a woman, a mouth, a day. The explanation is: sing with a small mouth, kiss you, and contain it, all day long, no matter what, it will make you happy, this is entertainment. Haha......" Tang Datou suppressed his voice, explained with a lewd smile, seeing Jian Fan bowing his head and laughing, knowing that this man almost likes this tune, he lured again: "How about going to the Sheng Tang nightclub?" My sister opened it, a group of Sichuan girls just came, so tender that they can pinch out the water, as long as it is a man, from eighteen to eighty, there is no one who does not drool when I see it. ”
The more Jian Fan listened, the more he spoke, the more he turned around and refused with a smile: "Tang Datou, do you think I look like a person who lacks women?
"Oh, that's it. Tang Datou suddenly realized, such a majestic, white and clean little handsome guy, of course it is easy to find a woman, as soon as he heard this, he shook his head and stubble: "Brother, to be serious, I believe that you are not short of girls, but there is a shortage of girls?" My sister's Tang Dynasty nightclub, there are a lot of little rich sisters and little rich women who come to play together, let my sister introduce you to a few, just brother, your face, your figure, and a policeman, so you have to line up!" I sue you, you earn more than you have been a police officer for 30 years, and those are worried about having no place to throw away their money!"
Hearing this, Jian Fan's stomach rolled and he felt the root of his teeth itch. simply stood still, glared at Tang Datou, squinted his eyes and said in a questioning tone: "Hey, Tang Datou, are you going to pull me into the water? Or persuade me to fall into the dust? If it weren't for your sister's lack of little white face, let me pull you a business?"
The most disgusting thing in his life is that he is regarded as a little white face who eats white rice or even soft rice, and Jian Fan is not polite when he hears this.
"Look, look, brother, you misunderstood, didn't we find you a place to play?" Tang Datou was happy, accompanied by a smiling face, this person is really angry.
"I see, you're really idle, and you're looking for a place to grind. Jian Fan turned around and left. Tang Datou looked at it but chased after him quickly: "Don't don't, it's really something, it's a good thing." ”
"Then you say. ”
"In this way, our sister's security force is insufficient, brother, how about you be a security consultant for us, tell you clearly, don't sign, don't write a letter of appointment, just get a salary on a monthly basis, you don't need to sign to receive a salary, give me a card number, and I'll do it for you at the end of the month." ”
Tang Datou smiled and said that my sister will become our sister, this person who is a bastard is very capable, and he can become a relative in three or two sentences.
Yo......... Money is here again. When Jian Fan heard this, he should have been happy, but suddenly he thought of something, and then became suspicious again.........