Chapter 9 Excellent Marksman

After the military training clothes were issued, two days later, after most of the freshmen came to the school to report, the 07-level military training of Dongfeng University of Science and Technology kicked off.

This military training is rumored to be stricter than any previous one. Exactly in the same way that the army trains recruits, to train this group of lazy college students.

Every morning at six o'clock, the punctual playground gathers to exercise physical fitness, and at eight o'clock there is half an hour to eat, and then continue to start training in various military postures and positive steps, there is an hour of rest at twelve o'clock at noon, and in the afternoon it still braves the sun to train until six o'clock in the evening without rest.

Don't think that by 6 o'clock in the evening, you can end a day of painful military training and go back to your bedroom to lie in bed to rest. Because from 7 o'clock in the evening to 9 o'clock, I have to continue to practice at night on the playground, which is a project that was only added this year, and I am sad to the freshmen who are sad to die, and happy to kill the seniors who sit in the stands by the playground, eating ice cream and drinking cold water.

This is not military training at all, but training livestock.

The freshmen of this class of Eastern University of Science and Technology collectively put this sentence on their lips. Moreover, in the past few days of military training, the sun seems to be against this group of freshmen, and the sun is scorching every day, and many people have become black in the past few days.

With this kind of intense military training, Yu Zheng can still endure it, after all, when they were in Hanjiang College in their previous life, they had a worse life because they were assigned to the pacesetter regiment. It's just that Wanfeng and Zhang Biao, who are in the same bedroom as Yu Zheng, as soon as they return to the dormitory, they lie on the bed and stand up, and the dormitory members who are in other teams are no better.

Sure enough, the next day, in the spotlight, Xu Lin, who looked like a girl from Hangzhou West Lake, was directly carried out of the team on all fours, and the freshmen of the school witnessed it.

Then, Wanfeng, who was in a square team with Yu Zheng, rubbed his nose twice, and the nosebleed swished down, and then the surrounding classmates who were standing in a military posture with him immediately reported to the instructor that Wanfeng had suffered from heat stroke.

So Wanfeng became the second guy in dormitory 312 after Xu Lin not to participate in military training.

With these two people at the beginning, the second eldest Zhang Cheng, the fourth Xu Chun, and the fifth Liu Zhihua in the dormitory respectively went to a cool place to drink cold water to escape the heat under the pretext of various physical discomforts. On the training ground, the only ones who insisted on staying were the boss Zhang Biao, the third Chen Jun and Yu Zheng.

The further back I went, the more freshmen who left the field for military training began to increase. There are even some teams that just leave half of the field, and then the two teams with fewer people merge together, so that the queue looks less twisted.

Those who remained were heroes, these are the words of the instructors on the military training ground.

After the boring training of practicing military posture endlessly, practicing positive steps, and turning in all directions, until the last two days of military training, the weather suddenly turned cloudy, and then in front of each queue, there were more than a dozen iron bumps.

"Guns!"

This is the last course of military training, and it is also a necessary course for military training in that era.

Every college student, who is a national reservist, learns to use a firearm and quickly adapts to the role on the battlefield. However, in the next few years, because of the successive incidents of military training and firearm training and injury to people, the vast majority of colleges and universities have banned the teaching of firearms knowledge and actual combat target shooting.

The instructor will not let you touch the gun on the first day of imparting knowledge of firearms.

At the front of the queue, the instructor will personally pick up the firearm, explain the advantages and disadvantages of the firearm, and its application on the battlefield, and personally demonstrate a standard shooting action and the action of opening the bayonet. And the instructor will reiterate many times that where is the safety of each gun, everyone must remember how to turn it on and off.

Wait until the next day, and the instructor will let the whole team start to pick up the gun in front of them and study it on their own.

At this time, the male classmates in the queue, just like Sun Wukong saw Pan Tao, were already impatiently holding the gun and studying it carefully.

When learning firearms knowledge, Yu Zheng was very serious and very focused on remembering everything the instructor taught. When he could touch the gun, he picked up a 56 semi-automatic rifle and put it in his hand to taste it carefully, because he knew that it was possible that in this life, he would only have such a chance to hold a real gun in his hand, and that feeling was really intoxicating.

Zhang Biao next to him picked up a Type 56 submachine gun, and made a very clattering sound in his mouth, and then he accidentally picked up the muzzle of the gun and aimed it at the people in the queue, and was instantly knocked out by the instructor with a kick in the gut, and directly asked him to roll back.

Aiming the gun at your own people, it doesn't seem like a word?

Unlike other freshmen who stay aside and rest after the freshness has passed. Yu Zheng hardly rested, took the first ten guns in his hand and felt it, and then asked the instructor a few tips on shooting, the instructor saw that Yu Zheng was studious, and personally demonstrated it to him, and taught Yu Zheng four shooting mantras, that is, the heart should be quiet, the hands should be steady, the eyes should be ruthless, and the timing should be accurate.

The instructor said again, these four mantras seem simple, but in fact, you need long-term training to practice real skills, and he also said that if Yu Zheng likes firearms, he can apply for a leave of absence to join the army.

The reason why Yu Zheng likes guns is actually out of self-defense, in case the enemy stands in front of him in the future, he happens to have a gun in his hand, and he can't hit the other party before he calls it a joke, as for the instructor's mentions, Yu Zheng has no plans for the time being.

After learning the knowledge of firearms, the military training has come to an end.

The day before the end of the military training, all the freshmen were pulled by military green trucks to a special shooting range of a certain unit in the suburbs. In groups of five, each person has five rounds of ammunition and takes turns shooting.

Since the instructor had taught the essentials of target shooting the day before, everyone was very calm.

But when the deafening sound of gunfire exploded in their ears, many people began to look at the classmate lying on the ground with anxiety, and then looked at the sparks flying from the impact of stray bullets on the opposite stone, and their palms were sweaty.

Yu Zheng and Zhang Biao were assigned to the same group to shoot targets. Everyone took the guns that had just been loaded from the ammunition truck in the hands of the two soldiers, quickly lay down on the ground, put the butt on their shoulders, and began to make aiming movements before shooting.

"Bang!"

I don't know who fired a shot first, scaring two girls who were standing behind waiting to shoot the target. And the freshman who was shooting the target, because the recoil was too great, the hand holding the gun was trembling, and the soldier who was in charge of watching him next to him immediately held his shoulder, telling him not to be afraid, just shoot directly.

"Bang bang bang!"

A barrage of gunfire rang out. It wasn't until Yu Zheng finished firing the last bullet in the magazine that this round of target shooting was over, at this time, the commander in charge of the on-site command who was standing behind Yu Zheng with a bar and two stars on his shoulder said that he had a very high understanding, and he could hit forty-seven rings in only two days, and the gun was a good seedling on the target.

On the second day, all the students who participated in the military training were inspected by the superior leaders on the playground, shouting slogans, stepping on the right steps, and standing in a military posture.

Then, naturally, the leaders of the University of Eastern Science and Technology stood on the stage to make a series of speeches, and awarded certificates of outstanding students in military training, and some freshmen who usually talked with the instructors received their first certificates of merit for entering the university.

Next, I saw the lieutenant officer who was in charge of the shooting scene yesterday giving a speech, saying goodbye to all the students on behalf of all the instructors of this military training, and personally awarded the honorary certificate of 'excellent shooter', and then stood on the stage and gave a standard military salute to the thousands of college students in the audience.

This is the end of the military training.

As one of the few freshmen of the 07th grade of East University of Science and Technology, Yu Zheng, who received this 'excellent shooter' certificate, was laughed at by Zhang Biao and Wanfeng for a long time.

"Eighth child, you will get the marksman certificate issued by the school when you enter the university, and you will be able to fight openly in the future. After all, there is a certificate! ”

On the way back to the dormitory, the 'excellent shooter' certificate that Yu Zheng got fell into the hands of the people in the dormitory, and they began to talk about this small book one by one.