Chapter Seventy-Two: A New Collective
The instructor asked the soldiers to do the lying down practice again, but it still didn't work, and subconsciously they still held the gun first, and then lay down. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Habits formed over the years are not something that can be changed overnight. The instructor made several demonstrations in succession, and then asked the soldiers to carry it out, and there was some progress. The instructor also guided the soldiers to draw inferences from one another, explaining several different ways of lying down and what posture to adopt under what circumstances, which was quite particular. For example, if the enemy is ambushed from the front and ambushed from the side, the way of lying down is different, and you can't help but protect yourself and also think about counterattacking, and posture is very important.
The whole day was spent rehearsing lying down, and everyone had to do it, and they had to be meticulous. It didn't end until dark.
The scrivener feels like a huge gain, I used to think that lying down was a trivial small action, but I didn't expect there to be so much exquisiteness. Americans really have a set of tactics to study at home. This is unthinkable in China, where no one would do so much research on a trivial action.
"Lao Gong, have you gained anything?" The scrivener asked.
"Yes." Gong Daniu did not hesitate.
Even Gong Daniu, a rough man, feels that he has gained something, and the American instructor really has a set.
In the following days, I practiced a variety of skills, from the posture of the back grab to the gait of walking; From the action of climbing the mountain to the posture of descending the mountain, everything is explained in detail. is also carrying a gun, and people's posture can save physical strength; The same is to climb the mountain, and people can be fast and stable......
The scrivener is completely convinced, where did Lao Mei's theories come from, I can't think of it! Do American servicemen study this when they are full of food and have nothing to do?
I practiced basic skills for several days in a row, and although I learned a lot, it was also boring. Watching other companies snap and shoot, Gong Daniu was very itchy. "Acting company commander, no, acting squad leader, when can we shoot guns?" He asked the scrivener in a low voice.
Fan Tieran, who was next to him, heard it, and couldn't help glaring at Gong Daniu, and said in his heart that he was still the acting company commander, and even the squad leader was the deputy, where did the company commander come from!
"Listen attentively, don't get distracted." The scrivener told him.
American instructors began to talk about survival in the wild, such as what grass can be eaten and what grass is poisonous and cannot be eaten. How to find directions during the day and night, how to use a compass, and more. When it was dark and disbanded, the Chinese instructors announced one thing to the soldiers: the plan for a counteroffensive against Burma could be brought forward, the training time became extremely limited, and the original training subjects had to be compressed, and the actual combat exercises would begin tomorrow.
There was a commotion at the scene, and the counteroffensive against Burma was about to begin so soon. Some soldiers who participated in the first battle in Burma were especially excited, and after being aggrieved for so long, they were finally able to go to the battlefield to vent their anger, which must make the little devil look good. After all, the first battle into Burma was too aggrieved, and they retreated before the winner was decided, resulting in the collapse of the 100,000-strong army, except for the new 38th Division of Sun Liren's division commander who retreated, the rest of the troops suffered heavy losses, and the 200th Division and the 96th Division lost seven or eight out of ten, and many regiments were losses in the formation.
Gong Daniu was very excited, he was finally able to shoot, he hadn't fired a shot in the past few days, he felt uncomfortable, and he had nowhere to put his hands and feet.
In the evening, the barracks. After a simple wash, a few people sat on the bed and chatted with the soldiers on the same class, and everyone was already familiar with the conversation for a few days. Most of these people are from Yunguichuan, and they are still fellow villagers with Little Monkey and Kong Zhaoqiang, so there is no obstacle to getting along.
Lu Shuting sat in the corner by himself, wiping the double guns in his hands with his head buried in his head, this was his favorite, and he had not used it since entering the base. I'm going to practice the gunfight subject tomorrow, so take it out in advance to warm your hands.
"Yo, the gun is good." I don't know who said it.
All eyes looked at Lu Shuting, everyone was a soldier, no one could fool anyone, and you could tell at a glance whether the gun was good or not. Colt pistol, the ace of pistols, who does not recognize. This kind of gun is not in the country, not to mention that ordinary soldiers do not have it, even battalion commanders do not necessarily have it. To everyone's surprise, Lu Shuting actually had it, and there were two.
Everyone was first surprised, and then turned into envy, it was a Colt pistol, the number one in the world.
"It's a good gun, can you show me." Fan Tieran said to Lu Shuting.
"I can't." Lu Shuting simply refused.
Fan Tieran's face was not very good-looking, he didn't expect the other party to lose face, he was the deputy squad leader, and no one in this room dared to refuse him so simply. Even squad leader Wang wouldn't do this. The new guy dares. "Isn't it just a gun, if you don't look at it, you won't look at it." Fan Tie lay on his bunk and ignored it.
The atmosphere became delicate, and the atmosphere that used to be very active became dull. "Come on, come on, I'll play tricks on my brothers." Kong Zhaoqiang came out to play a round game, holding a bullet case and changing it in his hand. In fact, there is nothing new, and everyone is not interested, but it still has the effect of diverting attention. The embarrassment just now can be regarded as a past.
The second day's training began to get to the point, and the first training item was shooting. It's simple, but in fact there is a set of strict procedures, from aiming to shooting to reloading and changing magazines, every step is exquisite.
The scrivener knew this set of actions for a long time, and he was too familiar with the M1922 rifle, like a part of the body. Therefore, the practice is not as serious as the previous days. One thing still caught his attention: the muzzle of the gun is aimed at the target, first of all, adjust the breathing, because the breath will cause the arm to tremble, the breathing is even, and pulling the trigger when the lungs are full of breath and about to exhale is the best time, because at this time the blood is the most oxygen-rich and the body coordination is also the best, which can improve the shooting accuracy.
In addition, the American instructor also mentioned the problem of the trajectory of the bullet, which will be offset by the influence of wind and gravity after the bullet is fired. If the range is long, the trajectory of the bullet will form a subtle parabola, and if there is wind, it will also deviate with the direction of the wind. This requires the shooter to correct the deviation when aiming. The instructor also talked about some ways and means of correcting deviations. The training content that was originally planned for a week was only one day due to time constraints.
Scrivener thinks these things are still very useful, especially for sniper warfare.
The whole day was defusing, loading, aiming, just not shooting. Although Lao Mei is not short of money and ammunition, he still saves a little bit and is not allowed to shoot until he has mastered the essentials of the action.
Others are okay to say, Gong Da Niu is suffering, the bullet is loaded, but he is not allowed to shoot, is there anything more aggrieved than this! Several times he couldn't help it and almost pulled the trigger. The scrivener and Kong Zhaoqiang glared at him, and said in their hearts, Lao Gong, Lao Gong, don't mess around, if you shoot out, we will all be punished.