Chapter 90: The Falklands War (9)
"So......" When everyone was ready, Tom raised his gun in one hand and raised his head at me, "Who will come first?" β
βLadyfirstοΌβ I replied without thinking.
My words immediately drew a burst of laughter from the British soldiers, but I soon realized that I had inadvertently made another mistake, and when I peeked at Lin Xia, I saw her throw a puzzled look at me.
Of course, my soldiers were surprised by my English, but they seemed to be surprised by the occasional surprise to me, so they didn't take it very seriously.
"No problem!" Tom shrugged his shoulders and replied with a smile, "I have always disliked taking advantage of people, and I am still the master." β
I know what Tom means, generally speaking, shooting first in a game like this does hurt a bit because the first shooter doesn't know the strength and level of the opponent, while the one who shoots later knows this very well and even has a goal...... After knowing the opponent's results, you just need to play better than the opponent!
But what Tom didn't know was that I didn't take this little advantage seriously at all.
But I have to admit that as a sniper, Tom's mental acuity is not bad, and at the very least, he wasn't provoked by what I just said.
Tom then had five humanoid targets set up on the range, then beckoned to me and walked to the back of the deck.
I know what he means, he thinks it's too short...... Although this is a luxury cruise ship of Queen Elizabeth II, the total length is only about 300 meters. So the length of this deck is very limited. The farthest distance of the entire shooting range is only about 60 meters. It is still possible to familiarize ordinary fighters with firearms or practice shooting at such a short distance. But for snipers it is not enough.
So we walked to the back surrounded by a group of British soldiers and climbed to the top of the cruise ship, looking down from here it felt almost the same, although the distance was only about 200 meters, but because of the fog and thick on the sea, and at this time the cruise ship was still moving at full speed, the entire hull was shaking violently, coupled with the strong sea breeze on board...... So it's really not easy to hit the ring target accurately in this situation.
Tom didn't speak, but chose an ideal position for himself, and after observing with his telescope for a while, he picked up his sniper rifle and took aim.
Judging by his posture and breathing. I knew that Tom was a sniper with formal sniper training, which was a bit surprising to me, considering that Major Will had just told me that their unit lacked soldiers with combat experience, but it was clear that Tom was a well-trained professional soldier.
But in the next second, I quickly understood that these British troops may lack combat experience, but it does not mean that they lack training, they just have not been tested in actual combat.
"Bang!" A bullet came out of Tom's sniper rifle, and the British soon erupted in applause, and they saw in the telescope that there was an extra bullet hole not far from the bull's-eye, so they didn't have to wait for the target to be reported and knew that the result would not be bad.
"Bang! Bang......" Soon Tom fired a barrage of bullets. It didn't stop until the ten rounds in the magazine were finished, and then he stood up with a smug face and raised his head at me: "It's your turn!" β
Tom did play well. All but three of the ten rounds missed slightly, which might not have been much of a problem if they had a good line of sight on land, but they were on a foggy sea, on a ship in irregular motion.
"Well done, Tom!"
"Well done!"
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The British soldiers congratulated Tom as if victory was destined for them.
I didn't speak, I lay on the ground with my gun in my hand, and before anyone else could get ready, I fired a bullet.
The British soon burst into laughter, for the shot had just hit the target, which strengthened their sense of victory, and the soldiers, who had been relaxed for a while, became nervous.
In fact, it was completely unexpected that this first shot would be like this, and the reasons came from many reasons, the main reason being that I had never hit this British L42A1, and I had no thoughts about the weight of the warhead, muzzle velocity, etc...... You must know that these are important factors in calculating ballistics, and if you don't know these things, it will not be easy to get a good score.
"Bang bang ......" I fired two more bullets, and as before, these two bullets were still just on target.
The British soldiers soon let out another burst of laughter, and some even shouted, "Look at that! This is our instructor, the instructor who came to teach us to deal with the Argentines! β
"Battalion commander!" Little Stone came up and asked, "Is there something wrong with the gun?" β
Instead of answering, I pulled the trigger and fired a fourth shot.
"Bang!" This time it hit the bullseye accurately.
"You've already lost!" Tom reminded him, "Even if you hit the bull's-eye with all the bullets left, you won't be able to hit me!" β
"It's not fair!" Xu Jianping explained: "They have never used our rifles, there has to be a familiar process!" β
"A game is a game!" Tom said, "I am willing to gamble and lose ......"
While they were still arguing, I pulled the trigger and fired a fifth shot.
"Bang!" This shot did not hit the target, but broke the bamboo pole that supported the target.
The Brits, including Tom, were stunned, and then soon thought that I had inadvertently knocked the target down, so they all laughed and said, "This shot is really accurate!" β
"It's okay! We have a lot of targets! As long as you can take them down! β
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But when I fired the sixth and seventh rounds, the ridicule on their faces quickly disappeared, and was replaced by a face full of incredulity.
They were astonished to find that with every shot I fired, a target would fall, and this continued until I emptied the last bullet in the magazine.
When I was done, I patted the dust off my body and stood up, pretending to be very helpless and said to the empty shooting range: "Obviously, you don't have enough targets!" β
"Good!" Now it was the turn of our soldiers to let out a cheer, but there was a dead silence in the British camp.
"How did you do that?" Tom asked, still in disbelief.
"What?" I pretended not to know what Tom was referring to.
"I mean these ......" Tom pointed to the knocked-down targets on the range, "How did you do that?" β
"This one!" I feigned ease and raised my head at my soldiers, "It's easy, each of us can do it. Because we feel that this is the only way to be worthy of the battlefield, and at the same time to be worthy of being called a man! β
With a wave of his hand, he led the elated warriors down the roof of the ship, leaving only a large group of stunned Brits on it.
It wasn't until we walked down the stairs that a few Englishmen shouted, "Woo, itissocool!" β
Of course, the "bag" here is not that we really gave the shooting range, but that the British people consciously gave us the shooting range, and even the instructor of the shooting range called a few British soldiers to give us ammunition.
So, although we and these British Yankees have different nationalities, different equipment, and even different skin colors, one thing is the same, and that is that whoever has real skills on the battlefield or when they are about to go to war will be respected.
After all, this battlefield is not a joke, it doesn't care how much money you have, it doesn't care how much power you have, and it doesn't care if you have a pretty face...... There is only one thing about the battlefield, and that is "survival". And if you want to survive, excellent military qualities are indispensable.
My warriors didn't disappoint.
Of course, at first they also had to go through a process of adaptation to the weapons in their hands, just like me, but it was not a difficult process for them, and most fighters were basically able to get started after only two or three magazines.
I think this should be related to the fact that the fighters of our special service company used various firearms.
In the beginning, we used 56 and a half and 56 punches, then AK47, then AK74, and then 81 bars...... Especially for the soldiers of the special agent company, the requirement is to be able to use all kinds of weapons and equipment, in order to take into account that the weapons and equipment of our army are relatively miscellaneous.
Of course, the "miscellaneous" mentioned here does not mean that our army's equipment has not yet been unified, but because our army's equipment is in the stage of upgrading at this time, so for our special service company, it is very likely that we will encounter various equipment, including AK47, on the battlefield, that is, it is necessary to be familiar with the use of these equipment.
Weapons can be said to be a universal thing, because we are familiar with so many different equipment before, so when an unfamiliar equipment comes to our hands, it is also very easy to get started.
As a result, the fighters only beat those automatic rifles to a "whooshing" sound, and even some fighters began to practice disassembling and assembling these rifles on the spot. The speed and the accuracy of the practice only stunned the British soldiers around them, and it was only then that they really realized something...... The group of Chinese in front of them is not idle.
Looking at the British who gradually put away their contempt for us, I secretly said in my heart that it is okay to do this, as the so-called attack on the heart is the first, only by psychologically shocking these self-righteous Britons, the next training work can be carried out more smoothly. (To be continued......)