Chapter 4 Liwei

Chapter 4 Liwei

"Bang ......"

The competition began quickly, and it was obvious that whoever made the first move in such a competition would suffer. Because to do it first means to 'expose' your strength and score to the other party. The people in my hometown believed that they were instructors and didn't want to take advantage of me, so they took the lead.

If a native of his hometown can be used as an instructor, he still has a hand in his military quality. And he seems to be deliberately showing off to the soldiers, perhaps with the intention of demonstrating, so he used the standing, kneeling, and lying positions to shoot ten bullets, and watched him use various postures to shoot quickly, and there was no jerky feeling at all when changing from each other, and I don't know how many times I practiced in peacetime, which only attracted bursts of applause from the fighters.

The soldier who reported the target blew his whistle and brought the target paper full of bullet holes to us: "One Eight Rings, Two Nine Rings, Eight Ten Rings"

The "good" soldiers applauded and applauded their hometowns in unison.

Junzi, who was close to me, whispered behind me: "Cui Wei, don't show up, my hometown people have won the third place in the 'shooting' competition in our military region."

I smiled noncommittally, the marksmanship of the people in my hometown is really good, and ten bullets can be fired almost non-stop. But I still regret that he is too rigid in standard postures.

This may have something to do with his long-term work as an instructor in the recruit camp, he has repeatedly demanded standards for the recruits' 'shooting' postures, so his requirements for himself have become higher and higher, and subtly, these postures have been solidified in his head. It's nothing on the range, but what if you can't comfortably pose in the harsh terrain of the battlefield?

"It's your turn," the native waved his rifle at me as if to show off.

I didn't answer, I grabbed the rifle diagonally in my hand and got ready. The soldiers were all silent, hundreds of eyes from a company were all staring at me, and even the recruits and instructors of other companies who were training around me were looking at me curiously.

I'm sure there are quite a few people waiting to see my good show, waiting for me to make a fool of myself and laugh at me. But unfortunately, I'm afraid I'm going to let them down

"Ready to start ......"

I rushed out as soon as the people from my hometown gave the order, I approached the 'chest' ring target along the left diagonal line, "bang" fired two shots, then suddenly rolled to the ground twice, and when I got up, I immediately took a kneeling position and fired two more shots, and then Teng got up and rushed to the right as fast as I could......

"Bang bang bang......" I pulled the trigger as I ran, firing all the bullets at the 'chest' ring target, then slammed the momentum and fell to the ground, 'drawing' a grenade and throwing it in the direction of the target.

Of course, this grenade did not pull the fuse, I knew that there were soldiers hiding in the direction of the shooting range, and only later did I know that the grenade just fell at his feet, which scared him into a cold sweat, and it is said that he was screaming in his dreams that night

At this time, it was time for the grenade to explode, and I was lying on the ground with my hands not idle, so I 'pulled' out the three-edged military spur pinned to my waist and loaded it with a rifle, and then rushed up with a shout of "kill", and a few seconds later the military spur poked a hole in the target.

All the movements were done in one go without any pause, and it was only a little more than two minutes before and after. Satisfied, I put away my rifle, glanced at the target reporter in the tunnel who was still stunned by the grenade, removed the target paper and walked back.

There was silence in the square, no one spoke or applauded, and the other soldiers who were 'drilling' around them also unconsciously stopped their movements and turned their eyes to me. It wasn't until I placed the target paper in front of my hometown that the soldiers let out a burst of admiration, followed by a round of applause.

Three nine rings, eight ten rings, plus a bayonet hole......

The face of the hometown changed, the green tendons on the forehead jumped, and the eyes flashed without knowing whether it was surprise or annoyance. After a long while, he asked, "You practiced when you were a militia?" ”

"Hmm" I was stunned for a moment, and then nodded quickly.

Although he replied like this, he secretly said in his heart that it was dangerous: I only thought about winning the bet to help the soldiers make some pre-war preparations, but I didn't expect that suddenly becoming so powerful would arouse the suspicion of others, maybe they would treat me as a spy or something, but listening to the tone of the people in my hometown, it seems that "I" used to be a militiaman, which is much easier

"Hmm" the native nodded, raised his head at the warriors, and said to me, "They're yours"

"Instructor" I hurriedly stopped my hometown: "I, I can't teach the standard 'shooting' posture, or you can teach me, but I hope you can give me the rest of the time, and...... Can I make a suggestion? ”

"Say"

"Give the bullets to the fighters to learn as you fight," I suggested, "After the fight, we will summarize the experience and discuss with each other, I think it will be faster to learn to shoot guns this way."

In fact, this is the process of volunteer soldiers learning to shoot. If you have a lot of time, you can save a lot of bullets by learning the posture first and then shooting. But what we lack most now is time, and now bullets are not in short supply, so it is still necessary to 'wave' more bullets.

The people in his hometown were obviously not very happy to do this, but after gritting their teeth, they still put on a posture of being willing to gamble and lose.

So the soldiers quickly got the bullets and entered the live ammunition 'shooting', and the people in their hometown were also dutiful, constantly explaining and pointing out the shortcomings of the soldiers, and the square suddenly resounded with gunfire.

"Hey, it's still you" Junko secretly came to my side and whispered: "I can't see that you are still so capable, it really scared you, and now the hometown people have 'handed over' us to you to practice, and finally a good life has passed."

The surrounding warriors laughed heartily. I smiled noncommittally, they clearly thought that I was their comrade-in-arms and brother, and would definitely not embarrass them in training, but they would soon learn that this idea was very wrong

"Two-in-a-Row"

After lunch, the fighters were supposed to have an hour's lunch break, but as soon as they lay down I blew the whistle for the assembly.

The soldiers did not dare to slack off, and they all packed up their equipment as quickly as they could, rushed out of the dormitory, and lined up in front of me. As soon as I saw that it was me, the formation quickly loosened up a little, and there was a smile on my face.

I couldn't help frowning, knowing that things were far from being as simple as I thought, and these soldiers refused to obey me. Although I had just 'revealed' my hand in front of them in the morning, I was still a small soldier after all, and there were still some of my squad leaders and platoon commanders in the queue, so where would they obey my orders so quickly. In their eyes, I just won the right to train soldiers from the people of my hometown.

I shouted the command, but the effect was much worse than I imagined, worse than when I was in my hometown.

I was secretly afraid that if this continued, I was afraid that not only would I not be able to get them to adapt to the battlefield as soon as possible, but that they would climb on top of me

Do you want to call the people of your hometown to stop them?

No, I quickly gave up on this plan, I have never been the kind of person who relies on the power of others. I don't know, but people back home are watching my jokes in the dark right now

I squinted, glanced at these soldiers who were still my comrades-in-arms and my superiors just now, and said: "I don't care what your identity was before, whether it is my squad leader or my platoon commander, I only know one thing now, you are my soldiers, you must listen to my orders, otherwise, I will use my own military law to deal with it."

"Hmph" came from the team with a sneer.

"Wang Wenchang is out of the ranks"

Wang Wenchang stood up, he was the platoon commander of the fourth platoon, that is, the soldier who snorted coldly. In the boot camp, it is common for high-achiever, skilled recruits to act as instructors. Prior to this, this Wang Wenchang was designated as an instructor by his hometown because of his excellent achievements in all aspects and standard movements. He, who usually yells in front of us, certainly looks down on me, the instructor who won the bet, this time.

"Do you have an opinion about me?" I asked coldly.

Perhaps because I used to be the head of the regiment, I would never allow others to challenge my authority in this way. If this can be tolerated, then this soldier will not need to train in the future

"Report instructor" Wang Wenchang replied: "The state has national laws, and the military has military regulations, if the instructors do not abide by the military regulations, then how can we be required to abide by the military regulations......

"I'll tell you" I stared at Wang Wenchang's eyes and interrupted him viciously: "I have never been a person who abides by military regulations, how my superiors deal with me is my business, how I deal with you, is your business"

"Report to the instructor" Wang Wenchang "stood up" and said: "I only abide by the ......"

Before Wang Wenchang finished speaking, he was hit on the ground by me with the butt of a gun. Before he could react, I loaded my rifle as fast as I could, and then a series of bullets hit Wang Wenchang's feet, "bang, bang......", which frightened him and crawled all the way back, but the bullets still chased him until he retreated into the line......

"Are you crazy?" The hometown man came out of the dormitory and held down my gun, and he obviously didn't expect me to do it.

"I'm crazy" I broke free from the hands of the people in my hometown, glanced coldly at the soldiers in front of me who were looking at me with frightened eyes, and shouted in a low and unquestionable voice: "Being a soldier is to protect the family and defend the country, and to defend the country is inevitably to fight and fight, and you must always remember that this is the battlefield where someone disobeys the order, so I will answer him with this"

As he spoke, he raised his gun to the sky and fired the last two bullets with a "bang".

"Do you understand?"

"Understood"

"Be louder"

"Understood"

"I can't hear you"

"Understand ......"

"Very good" It wasn't until the soldiers were shouting and answering that I nodded with satisfaction, pointed to a few boxes of things beside me and said, "Bring two days of dry food, two bases of ammunition 'medicine', and target Huangzhushan"

"Yes," the soldiers responded, trembling as they lined up to compress the biscuits.

"Instructor" I stood up in front of my hometown and saluted and said, "Come with us"

The hometown people looked at me stunned for a while, and then said with a wry smile: "Boy, I have never seen you so ruthless"

I smiled and didn't speak, but I was thinking: You haven't seen you even more ruthlessly

In extraordinary times, you must use extraordinary means, and at this time, I can't help but think of what Commander Pang told me: "To become a successful commander, you must be ruthless to the enemy and ruthless to your own people."

Look at that Wang Wenchang again, his 'legs' are still trembling when he walks, and there seem to be two bullet holes on the trembling 'trousers' tube, no wonder they are all children who grew up in peacetime, when have they seen this meeting

But it's better to scare them now than to be scared like this on the battlefield.

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Huangzhu Mountain is a mountain four kilometers away from the military camp, this mountain is named because of the dense yellow bamboo, the mountain is steep and stretches for several miles.

When we were going cross-country for five kilometers, we often had to pass through this mountain. At that time, I thought that Vietnam was full of jungles, and if the soldiers were to adapt quickly to the battlefield, this mountain would be an ideal place. I also wanted to find an opportunity to make this suggestion to people back home, but now it seems that there is no need for it

The soldiers were tired enough, and they had just finished four kilometers in full gear, and they didn't stop to let me rush to this Huangzhu Mountain. And I'm still behind me constantly urging:

"Hurry up, the enemy is trying to seize the position on the top of the hill on the anti-slope, we must take the position one step ahead of the enemy"

"Spread out and huddle in a pile, worried that the enemy's shells won't kill you?"

"You, pick up the magazine for me, throw nothing, you can't throw bullets, what do you use to hit the enemy without bullets?"

Sometimes, in order to create the tense effect of the battlefield, I would shoot a few shots from the back, 'forced' the soldiers to run like crazy towards the top of the mountain.

The elevation of Huangzhu Mountain is four to five hundred meters, and the soldiers successfully reached the top of the mountain after more than half an hour. As soon as they arrived at their destination, the soldiers lay down on the ground in a hurry, thinking that they could complete their mission and rest. But I raised my hand to the sky and fired two more shots:

"Give me all up, the enemy is about to attack, occupy favorable terrain, organize defense"

"Take out your sapper shovels and immediately dig foxholes and anti-artillery 'holes' in advance to connect them into trenches when they have time."

"Use a little force, take out a little bit of the appearance of a soldier to dig like you, the enemy will not be able to hide a foot even after hitting it"

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After the fortifications are completed, there is a live 'shooting' attack, and the 'shooting' in the jungle is completely different from the shooting range, because those targets are not very obvious 'exposed' in front of us, but are hidden behind the bamboo forest, in the hills, and in the stone 'holes', and if you don't observe them carefully, you can't find them at all, let alone hit them.

When the sun gradually set in the western mountains, the training finally came to an end, and the soldiers were all tired and lay down, but they still had to obey my orders and lay out open and dark posts around them, so that they could rest.

I was also so tired that my whole body was weak, but the rest of the place was fine, I was yelling and screaming all day, and my throat hurt like a crack. I took a few sips of water from the kettle, took a few bites of compressed biscuits, and found a clean place to lie down.

"I said Cui Wei" Junzi sneaked up to me and asked in a low voice, "Why are you tossing us like this?" I thought you would be able to enjoy the blessings when you came to train the army, but ......"

"Junko," I said earnestly, "I don't want to do this either, you'll understand later that it's for your good."

Junko couldn't help but tremble when she heard this, looked at me with fear in her eyes and said, "You mean...... Is there going to be a war? ”

"Cut, how do I know" I realized that I had slipped my mouth, and hurriedly replied with a serious appearance: "Didn't you hear the instructor say that you sweat more before the war and bleed less during the war?" Our ** soldiers are always ready to contribute to the motherland, right? ”

Seeing that I sang a high note, Junko didn't have a problem with me, so she had to leave with a stomach full of doubts and dissatisfaction.

"Boy, you're an expert" The hometown sat down next to me and handed me a cigarette: "I said that you can also practice this skill as a militiaman?" ”

"How can it be" I 'smoked' a cigarette and replied, "My father is a veteran who fought in North Korea for several years, but he has never been an official. I don't know if he thought about it or something, and when he came back, he treated me as his soldier."

The hometown people laughed: "It's no wonder"

Then he looked at the surrounding trenches and the sentry posts that had just been laid, and said thoughtfully: "It's really a bit like a war, and it would be good if our troops needed a few more soldiers like you."

I laughed and said, "Our army is so big, we need to find a few like me, and it's not full of ......."

"You don't know this," the hometown man frowned and 'smoked' a few puffs of cigarette fiercely: "The army has not been trained for a long time"

"The troops are not trained?" I couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?" ”

"Engage in production, engage in construction," the hometown people replied: "Let's respond to the call of the first generation, be self-reliant, have enough food and clothing, and open up the land to grow vegetables and grow grain, many soldiers have more time to take hoes than guns, and to say that there is training, then there are, every time the military region competes, pull up a few companies to train hard for a month or two, and get a ranking on it."

"Ah" I couldn't help but be surprised when I heard this, the troops in this era are doing this?

But think about it, too, I vaguely remember hearing about "big production" when I was a child, "the Great Northern Wilderness has become the Great Northern Warehouse" and the like, it won't all be pulling the troops to do this, listening to the words of the hometown people, it seems to be really like this.

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, so this battle is coming......