A box of 2,000 rounds of pistol ammunition, a box of 400 rounds of machine gun ammunition, a box of 1,400 rounds of rifle ammunition, here are six boxes of machine gun ammunition, three boxes of rifle ammunition and one box of pistol ammunition, in addition to a box of grenades, three rockets, and a total of more than 10,000 rounds of ammunition.

Ordinary people may have no concept of 10,000 rounds of ammunition, and in the case of machine gun and rifle bullets fired in a row, about 600 rounds per minute, so it only takes ten minutes to finish 8,000 rounds of machine gun and rifle bullets, which seems not difficult.

"Isn't it difficult?"

Qiu Yong glared at Wu Xuan and said, "I'll teach you to press the bullet, just press it into the magazine!" You can't press it in without force, and you calculate how long it will take you to finish these 8,000 rounds of machine gun and rifle rounds? And what about a box of pistol bullets that can't be fired continuously? ”

“……”

So you still have to press bullets into the magazine? Wu Xuan suddenly realized, and then Qiu Yong spoke again.

"Let's not talk about pressing bullets, do you know what it's like to shoot 10,000 bullets? Last month, our class received a task to destroy 40,000 expired bullets a day, and all eight of us vomited, you know? ”

Wu Xuan said strangely: "Spit up? What does it have to do with destroying a bullet and spitting it out? You eight won't have it, will you? ”

"Fuck off! You've got ......."

Hou Ming interjected: "It's not just that I vomited, even my shoulder is swollen, in the case of continuous shooting, the recoil of the rifle is very terrifying, and someone once dislocated his shoulder when destroying the bullet." ”

Hearing this, Wu Xuan finally understood, it turned out that bullets would expire and need to be destroyed, and the original way to destroy bullets was actually to use a gun.

"Hey, madman, so generous to give me more than 10,000 rounds of ammunition at once? There is actually a box of pistol bullets alone, these can't be expired bullets that need to be destroyed, right? ”

"Hehe...... Tang Feng said a little embarrassed: "Diligence and thrift are our fine traditions in China." ”

"Diligence and thrift, this is called picking, do you know? Grenades and rockets aren't also expired, right? Is this dangerous? ”

"There is no danger. At most, it's a dud, and the chance of a dud is not very high, so don't worry about it. ”

"Hehe, it's an expired thing anyway, why don't you give it to me?"

"Cut! Don't even think about this, if you don't fight, if you don't fight, you will take it back. ”

"Hit! Of course hit! Whoever doesn't fight is a grandson! ”

The rest of the story is a bit monotonous. Qiu Yong's eight people were responsible for pressing bullets into the magazine, Wu Xuan kept shooting, feeling the vibration of the firearm in his hand Wu Xuan didn't mention which one was cool, but Qiu Yong and the others were bitter in their hearts, do you know what it feels like to press the bullet and press the hand pain?

The key to the speed of the gun is the speed of the bullet, two minutes to press a clamp of bullets, the result is only a few seconds to finish, it is really not easy to finish more than 10,000 bullets, almost noon Wu Xuan also finally realized what it is like to vomit when the gun is played. However, his shoulders did not swell like Qiu Yong said, and in the final analysis, it was the reason for the digital body.

At this moment, Wu Ping walked over with his other seven comrades-in-arms, looked at Wu Xuan's aimless strafing, and couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Wu Xuan, right?" You're wasting bullets, how can you shoot like this? Do you want me to teach you? ”

Wu Ping spoke in a teacher's tone, and a flat-headed tall man next to him said: "Class leader, I'm afraid that you can't teach such a waste if you want to, look at how many bullets there are?" There should be more than 10,000 rounds, right? It's been almost 6,000 rounds, and it's still at this level. It's okay not to teach him this kind of waste. ”

"Huh?"

Wu Xuan stopped shooting, and Qiu Yong also stopped pressing the bullet. Everyone turned their heads to stare at Wu Ping, and there was a lot of hatred for the enemy.

"Huh? Qiu Yong, what kind of expression do you have, I remember that you hate these sons who come to the army to experience life the most, you can't be bribed by this waste and want to stand out for him, right? ”

"Waste?"

Qiu Yong glanced at Wu Xuan meaningfully and said: "If Brother Wu is waste, you group of people are the best of waste, and a guy who doesn't know anything dares to say that he is a waste?" ”

Hearing Qiu Yong's unkind words, Wu Ping was stunned and said, "What? Am I wrong? With his level of shooting, it is estimated that the recruits in the cooking class who have only fired a few bullets are better than him. Ten boxes of bullets were blinded and ruined for him. ”

Qiu Yong and Tang Feng were all happy, this guy really didn't understand anything. Wu Xuan, this kid is a demon at all, except for fighting hard for a while at the beginning, when all the guns have been played, he is really playing casually, and Wu Ping happened to see Wu Xuan shooting casually. But I don't know how wicked he was at the beginning. Any gun can be shot ten rings after three shots, and he actually said that a person who can shoot ten rings per shot just after playing with a gun is a waste? I really don't know what he thinks.

"In that case, why don't you compare yourself with Wu Xuan? Let's see if it's you, the king of soldiers, or Wu Xuan's waste? ”

Tang Feng began to be bad again, obviously he was not happy that he couldn't beat Wu Ping down yesterday, as for Wu Xuan, he was noncommittal, he would not be merciful to people who repeatedly found trouble for him, if he didn't fight back, he would really be looked down upon, so he snorted coldly:

"Compared to him? Are you insulting me? ”

"Haha......"

Wu Ping was amused, a boy who came to the barracks to experience life actually spoke like this, is this kid a tease? I'm the king of soldiers, and I should feel insulted when I compete with him.

"Boy, are you quite confident? Come to think of it, if you can't hit thousands of bullets, you should hit the tofu and commit suicide, so I'll play with you. ”

"Of course it's okay to play, but if you don't have a lottery, it's too boring, why don't we bet something?"

"Bet on what?"

Wu Xuan thought for a while and said: "Just bet on the title of the king of soldiers, I have learned about it in the past two days, there is an unwritten rule in the police district, there is only one king of soldiers, if you lose, don't call yourself the king of soldiers anymore, shame." ”

"Good!" Wu Ping simply said, "It's up to you, if you lose, get out of the garrison area, this is not the place where you sons and young people should come!" ”

Wu Xuan's production of games for the military has always been kept secret, so almost everyone regards him as a young man who came here to experience life, there is nothing to explain about this, and the rules of this shooting competition are also very simple, two pistols, three rifles, three machine guns, two snipers, a total of ten different types of guns, each gun shoots ten bullets, the target distance starts from the pistol fifty meters, the rifle and the machine gun target distance is three hundred meters, the sniper rifle target distance is 1,200 meters, and finally it depends on who has the highest number of rings and wins.

The match is about to begin, and both sides are waiting to see a good show...... (To be continued.) )