Chapter 94: Athletics
That afternoon, Lynn had an early shift and went straight back to the dormitory. After waiting for half an hour, Diglio arrived, and Lynn was wiping her gun. The genuine German-Danish picked up his shell gun and looked at it, and said in surprise: "This is still an antique from more than 20 years ago!" ”
"Hey! No way! And not an officer, not qualified to be equipped with Ruger or Walter! Lynn is not shy about "self-depreciation", and this self-deprecating tone has always won the sympathy of Di Glio's eldest brother.
"What's so hard about a pistol! What model do you want? "Diglio is also a quartermaster, and the "Vampire" commandos have a very high priority in the equipment of the SS direct units, so it is really not a big problem in terms of ordinary firearms.
Lynn knew that if he really said that he wanted a famous gun like Luger 08, it would still make the "fellow" embarrassed, so he thought about it and said slyly: "I like this Mauser military pistol, which is full of texture, and can be used as a hammer when the bullets are exhausted!" Hey! If only it had a 20-round capacity and a speed adjustment function, it would be great! ”
Diglio grinned, "Okay, isn't it M1932?" One pack of cigarettes for another! ”
Hearing Diglio say this, Lynn hurriedly took out two packs of cigarettes from his backpack under the bed: "Big brother, can't you get two sticks?" ”
"Two? Do you use it alone? Diglio looked at Lynn suspiciously, others thought it was heavy, this guy still wants two?
"Well, big brother, you don't know, I have a special skill, and that is to use a gun with both hands!" Lynn used his hand as a gun, posed as a double-gun shot, and simulated the sound in his mouth.
"Really?" Diglio thought for a moment and took the two packs of cigarettes.
"Hey, big brother!" Lynn snorted, pulled out the last pack of cigarettes from her bag, and pleaded, "Get more bullets?" ”
"Isn't there a quota of bullets per day?" Diglio muttered curiously as he slipped the cigarette into his pocket.
"Big brother, it's not like you don't know that the daily quota of your son's ammunition per person in the shooting training ground is not enough to practice at all!" Lynn was really dissatisfied, the intensity of training was not high at this time, except for studying on duty at the headquarters and reciting German words and practicing conversations by himself, he could have found a lot of time to practice guns every day, but the quota of bullets was far from enough for him - and he could not occupy those who neglected to practice.
Want more practice? Renyun: Find the bullets yourself!
"Okay, okay!" Diglio had a nonchalant tone on his lips, but Lynn could tell that he wasn't so sure. If it doesn't go well, just let these three packs of cigarettes go down the drain!
Words alone weren't enough to prove anything, Lynn simply took the polished old gun with him and put his arm around Diglio's shoulder: "Let's go, go to the shooting range to practice the gun!" ”
There were six ranges in the commando headquarters, four of which were located outside the camp in a simulated combat environment, which Lynn had visited before as a reserve soldier. Two shooting ranges are located in the camp, one of which is a small underground shooting range, which is safe to practice at night, but can only shoot on the spot; The other is an open-air shooting range, equipped with electronically controlled moving and prop targets, with a maximum firing distance of 300 meters, and a variety of rifles, submachine guns, and pistols can be used.
Prior to this, Lynn and Diglio had practiced guns together a few times, mostly at the underground range. Shooting a fixed target at a distance of less than 50 meters can achieve good results with a little practice, so Lynn's advantage is not obvious, and he even lost once. That's why Diglio is willing to give out five cigarettes as a reward - after all, he still has a chance to win!
Out of the dormitory, Lynn directly pulled the "fellow" to the open-air shooting range. Although Diglio also spent some time on the front line, he was mainly a technical officer in the maintenance and maintenance of ordnance at first, and later served as a technical inspector in the military-industrial complex for a period of time, and the opportunity to actually participate in the battle was rare. Seeing that he was a little apprehensive, Lynn nonchalantly chose the manual Mauser 98K and the shell gun that came with it.
Diglio chose MP44 and P38, both of which are very good in terms of automatic surname, accuracy and utility, and can be called a "golden partner" in the "Vampire" commando.
"Shoot in all directions with free movement!" Without consulting Diglio, Lynn simply asked the range manager to choose the most difficult mode.
Although he is not good at moving targets, looking at the vastly different weapons in the hands of the two sides, Diglio still reloads the bullets and pulls the bolt of the gun with peace of mind.
With the safety barge gun inserted into his belt, Lynn held the Mauser rifle diagonally downward. Hearing the electric bell that alerted the target to start moving, he stood on his feet one after the other and took a deep breath.
The first target to emerge from behind the mounds was a life-size scarecrow, wearing a gray-green American steel helmet with numerous bullet holes in its khaki uniform.
Quickly judging the distance, Lynn pressed down slightly on the muzzle of the gun, predicted the amount of advance, and pulled the trigger while holding his breath.
While!
The bullet hit the steel helmet with a crisp sound.
Syllable...... Syllable......
Because the first shot missed, Diglio next to him fired a second shot in succession, and finally hit the target.
Lynn was not distracted to observe his companion's shooting, he held the handguard in his left hand, pressed the butt down against his right chest, and pulled the bolt with his right hand, throwing the case and loading it in one go.
At this range, the shooter can move left and right within a certain range, and can also shoot the gun in several combat positions at different heights. Following the memories of her previous visits to the area, Lynn knew that the second target would appear farther behind the mound, and that the scarecrow in the Allied uniform was crouching with a machine gun. So, he quickly moved to the left, pointed his right knee to the ground, raised his rifle flat, and naturally closed his left eye.
Having spent much longer in the Commando headquarters than Lynn, Diglio certainly wouldn't be unaware of the setting of the ranges. He also moved to a more firing position, and rested his assault rifle in a half-height position made of sandbags.
Although the lateral movement along the short track was slower than the first, the "British soldier" had a water-cooled heavy machine gun in front of him, and the bullet had to be hit above the chest to be effective.
While!
Almost the same crisp sound was heard again with the lonely sound of gunfire, and the flat-topped steel helmet, which was very British, flew backwards under the impact of the bullets.
Syllable...... While! Syllable...... While!
At a distance of nearly 100 meters, Diglio fired two shots in quick succession that seemed to hit the discarded machine gun that was used as an obstacle. As a result, he tirelessly fired a third shot, and this time he finally did not hear the sound of the bullet hitting the hard object again.
Lynn had already changed his position to the far left, and he knew that the third person to appear would be a "Soviet soldier" lying on his stomach, with a round drum of ** sand in his hand, and at a distance of about 100 meters, this weapon was quite a threat to the German infantry.
In response to this target, many people usually choose to shoot on their stomachs, but Lynn did the opposite, he stood up straight and flat-ended his rifle with a condescending position. The moment the target appeared, he suddenly lowered the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger almost in the process of "throwing the gun" longitudinally - because it was at this time that the fourth target also appeared. It is a "Soviet soldier" in a heroic charging stance, moving diagonally across a short distance between the two mounds, leaving the shooter with only a few seconds to react.
With an assault rifle, it is not difficult to deal with two targets in quick succession, but a traditional manual rifle is different. Lynn's left hand was still gripping the rifle handguard, and his right hand quickly left the trigger position and reached for his waist, and in the process of pulling out the barge gun and lifting it, the thumb of his right hand completed the action of pulling the hammer backwards. Straighten your arm, tilt your head to the right and aim directly, pulling the trigger before the target is about to disappear.
At a speed that greatly exceeds the speed of an ordinary pistol bullet, the 9mm Parabellum bullet flies along a straight trajectory in rotation.
Lynn calmly watched the scarecrow in the tawny uniform, dust and bullet holes popping up over his shoulders. With a strong sense of self-confidence, he flipped his wrist so that the magazine was parallel to the ground, and when three targets separated from each other appeared near or far at the same time, he pulled the trigger again and again -- this shooting method well solved the technical problems of the Mauser military pistol's large recoil and obvious muzzle jump, and it was an out-and-out "Chinese invention"!