"One-handed magazine change" is a tactical action, created by Chinese veterans in the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam, it is different from ordinary magazine change, mainly in time and shooting fluency.

In theory, the former can pull the bolt only once, and when the magazine is sufficient, it can achieve unlimited firepower, without the need to rewind the bolt again after changing the magazine.

The principle is not complicated!

When the magazine is empty and the last bullet is advanced into the chamber, the gunner stops firing, maintains his shooting position, and changes to a new magazine with one hand.

Pull the trigger again, the bullet left over from the previous magazine is fired, and most of the gunpowder pushes the bullet out of the "rifle" and continues to output fire.

The remaining kinetic energy passes through the "short-stroke air conduction" to promote the piston movement, complete a new round of opening and closing locking action, and automatically feed the bullet in the new magazine into the chamber.

And if you wait until the bullet runs out, and then replace the new magazine after the bolt is reset, there will be an extra pull of the bolt, and the action of manually completing the action of pushing the bullet to load will take 1-2 seconds.

However, the pros and cons often coexist, although the "one-handed magazine change" can reduce the time to change the magazine and increase the fluency of firepower output, but it has a very embarrassing requirement -

It is necessary to calculate exactly how many rounds have been fired and to ensure that the last or two rounds can be replaced with new magazines in time.

It's okay in normal times, but if it's a fierce battle, it is estimated that no one will calculate how many bullets they have fired.

That's why the "one-handed magazine change" sounds very useful, but it's rarely seen in real combat!

However, there are some people who aim for special operations and have undergone special intensive training to achieve accurate calculations in combat.

Torture is one of them!

However, in this training subject, the targets are fired in groups of five and need to be attacked at the same time, so even though Xingfeng memorizes the number of bullets, he cannot replace the magazine with a new one in time when the last bullet is not fired.

This is a little different from the complete "one-handed magazine change", but because the Type 95 design has an "empty magazine hang-up" function, the impact is not great.

"Empty compartment hang-up" is a firearm term that means that the bolt is in the firing and the chamber is empty.

That is, the bolt was pulled, and no bullets were released!

In this state, put in a bullet and it will be able to shoot, and if you don't shoot without a bullet, it can also sound an "empty fart".

With less of a laborious bolt puller and more of a one-finger pusher loading, it still falls into the category of "one-handed magazine change" in the strict sense.

This action sounds easy, but in fact, the difficulty is very high, not to mention new recruits, even two or three years veterans dare not guarantee that they can do it.

But now, a recruit who has only been in the army for two months has skillfully completed the whole set of actions, and Miao Lian Lao Cannon and other veteran scouts will naturally be shocked.

And at this time, Hu Xiaodao, who had changed the magazine, didn't care what others thought, he only had a target, a target, or a target in his eyes.

The training ground is the battlefield, and if you play it on weekdays, it will play you later-

This is a sentence that the black-faced instructor has been hanging on his lips all day long at the "Black Beret" training ground, and he still remembers it vividly.

Don't dare to forget, never forget, won't forget!

"Da Da Da ......"

The crisp and neat sound of point shooting swept the whole field, like a rhythm elf jumping.

Except for the sound of gunfire, the whole training ground was terrifyingly quiet!

More than a hundred recruits, a dozen veterans and officers, all eyes were on the sturdy recruits, and there was nothing outside them.

Shooting with a gun in a lying position, shooting with a knee support in a kneeling position, shooting at close range with a gun, three tactical actions, fifteen targets landing, flowing water, perfect movements, as classic as a textbook.

At this moment, he was "shining with light", and everyone was watching!

"Da-"

The last gunshot rang out, the last target fell to the ground, and the range recorder shook his hand and pressed the stopwatch to pause.

The moment he deflated his lips that were so excited that he looked down at the stopwatch, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

"26 seconds, 26 seconds...... All targets are hit. ”

The pitch is high, high enough to break, and it can be heard clearly within 200 meters.

“2…… 26 seconds? ”

The record of the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company was only 30 seconds, and now it was broken by the recruit's egg in a crushing way, the old cannon couldn't think, and the whole person fell into a blank stand.

"Hahaha, special forces embryo, no, he is a special forces, hahaha, Chen Pai, you go find the old gun, let him come to my office now."

Miao Lian, who was conquered by the "performance" of the torture wind and was so excited that he was three pounds lighter, saw that Chen Pai was still standing stupidly, raised his hand and slapped the back of his head, "What are you rubbing, go quickly." ”

Chen Pai, who was a little "overly frightened", heard Miao Lian's urging, and even forgot to reply, immediately turned around and trotted all the way to the training ground.

"I want this soldier, I must, whoever robs me is in a hurry."

Raising the binoculars again, looking at the magical recruit in the distance, Miao Lian's love for talent is getting higher and higher, and it is getting stronger and stronger.

……

At 6:30 p.m., the canteen of the third company of recruits!

Twelve squads, a cadre table, and a total of 124 people, all of whom followed the unit's rule of "not talking when eating," quickly picked up the food, and touched the rice bowl to make a crackling sound.

However, the atmosphere in the dining hall today is very different from the past!

When everyone is chewing rice, they will focus their eyes on the same position - a class, to be exact, it should be a class of punishment.

There is envy, admiration, curiosity, and wolf-like, eager to rob people now.

It is not only the squad leaders of the non-commissioned officers sent by each company who want to rob people, but also the officers who are transferred from other companies.

For example, the company commander of the original seventh company, and the current company commander of the third company of recruits; The instructor of the original Ninth Company, and now the instructor of the Third Company of Recruits......

Although a capable soldier cannot kill hundreds and block thousands, he can bring countless honors to the company.

In the original plot, the Red and Blue Army faced off against each other, and the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company was boiled in one pot, and only Xiao Zhuang and Chen Pai, with their own outstanding abilities, eliminated the Red Army headquarters in one fell swoop and completed the Jedi counterattack, which is the best interpretation of the individual elite.

Now, there is such a good soldier, who is braving the "fragrant and tempting smell", and naturally everyone wants to go up and take a bite.

In the face of this situation, I saw a lot of punishment in a big scene, and the old god was still eating comfortably, and he didn't take it seriously at all.

The Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company is the target, and the other companies ...... No need to talk!

And Zhuang Yan, who was originally high-spirited and arrogant like a black swan, was already depressed after the fatal blow of the afternoon shooting range, and he was no longer what he used to be.

As if venting, he buried his head in a muffled voice, and just after half of the time, he left the table early and walked out the door.

"There is an ancient Chinese saying, if you want to subdue a person with a stick and give a sweet date, you need to be both rigid and soft. Now that the stick is almost knocked, it's time to give my 'little brother' a sweet date of love. ”

Glancing at the arrogance value of only 20 points left, Xing Feng finished the rest of the meal in a few bites, a weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and under the eyes of the old gun, he walked in the direction where Zhuang Yan left.