At five twenty, the gunfire at the shooting training ground continued.

On the other hand, the members of the training team have completed the training subjects in the afternoon and began to assemble and bring them back.

As everyone went, they would glance in the direction of the shooting training ground.

looked at the ten target positions with dense bullet holes, and then looked at Liu Yi who was lying there, focusing on firing.

I couldn't help but feel a trace of admiration in my heart.

Everyone is a veteran, although they have not had the experience of firing thousands of rounds of ammunition at one time, but in a day of intensive training, they have held hundreds of rounds.

In terms of recoil, although the Bayi bar is a little better than the old five or six styles of Li Jinbao's era.

But the caliber of 7.62 is there, and no matter how much it is improved, hundreds of bullets will be fired, and it will also make you "cool" to the cracks of the bones.

Of course, while admiring Liu Yi, the new female instructor was also defined by everyone as a "demon".

How can there be such a practiced gun, it's too ruthless!

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By the end of the ninth round, it was already dark.

By the time Liu Yi and the female instructor finished loading the bullets, it was difficult to see the target fifty meters away with the naked eye.

However, the change of light had little impact on Liu Yi.

After entering the firing position, as before, after a few minutes of pranayama, he pulled the trigger in the direction of the No. 1 target.

Liu Yi didn't look at the target, but the female instructor kept watching the impact point.

She found that although the hit rate of the "target" was still not high, the impact point was much denser than before, and there was almost no time to miss the target.

For Liu Yi's miraculous performance, the female instructor has become a little numb.

didn't think about the reason anymore, but instead paid attention to all the details of Liu Yi's actions, trying to find clues from them.

Liu Yi's attention was completely on shooting, and he didn't feel that the female instructor had been watching him.

And he knows why, most of the time, there are errors in the bullets that are fired.

The problem lies in the "fine-tuning".

In normal conditions, hand-eye coordination is required from aiming to shooting.

Keep your eyes on the target, and your hands adjust to the observed error between the muzzle and the target.

At this time, Liu Yi did not use his eyes, but relied on perception to lock on to the target.

The difference that is perceived is different from the difference that is directly observed by the naked eye.

As a result, when holding the gun in both hands to make fine-tuning, it is always difficult to grasp the "degree".

For this problem, Liu Yi has been working hard to adjust.

However, the habitual muscle memory caused by long-term visual aiming is not something that can be changed at all.

So much so that after several rounds, he still hasn't quite found his senses.

However, Liu Yi is not in a hurry.

He is confident that as long as he gives himself enough ammunition, there is still time to train.

This difference is not a problem at all......

The last three hundred rounds were exhausted with the sound of hang-up in the empty compartment.

Liu Yi tried to stand up, but as soon as he moved, he couldn't help but let out a soft snort.

He had been so focused on shooting that he had completely ignored his right shoulder, which was already beyond the limits of his endurance.

Now that his spirit is relaxed, the tide of pain instantly makes him sweat.

"Can you hold it?" the female instructor's voice rang out.

"No problem!" Liu Yi gritted his teeth and stood up.

"Take a break tomorrow and continue training the day after tomorrow. The female instructor's tone did not contain any emotion.

"I'm recovering quickly and won't delay tomorrow's training. Liu Yi said in a firm tone.

The female instructor didn't speak out right away, and stood there as if to weigh for a moment.

Nodding his head and saying, "Okay, tomorrow at eight o'clock in the morning, please gather the logistics ammunition." ”

"Yes!"

When Liu Yi responded excitedly, the female instructor had already walked in the direction of the camp.

Liu Yi subconsciously wanted to keep up, and then remembered that the bullet casings had not been cleaned up yet, but when he lowered his head, he found out.

The bullet casings on the ground, at some point, had all run into the ammunition box.

The cartridge casings do not have long legs and will certainly not run into them on their own.

When Liu Yi turned his head to look at the female instructor's back, his face flowed with gratitude.

Seeing the female instructor walking away, Liu Yi hurriedly packed up the empty magazine and put the gun on his shoulder in pain. Then he picked up two ammo boxes and trotted to keep up with her.

The management of ammunition in the army has always been extremely strict.

In order to prevent the occurrence of private possession incidents, after each live firing, the actual number of shells needs to be written off.

When Liu Yi went to the logistics to write off the loss, the female officers also had to be present. After the 3,000 shells were counted, she was required to sign for confirmation.

When I got out of the logistics bomb supply point, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening.

After finishing the matter, Liu Yi saw the female officer walking in the direction of the dormitory, so he asked, "That...... Instructor, let's go to the cafeteria and have some food. ”

There is no service club in the training team, and there is no food to be found anywhere else except the canteen.

The female officer hesitated slightly, and walked towards the canteen with Liu Yi.

The team members who helped the kitchen had already gone back to watch the news, cleaned up the kitchen very clean before leaving, and left food for Liu Yi and the female instructor in the steamer.

Liu Yi didn't even know what the female instructor's name was, and wanted to ask, but it was obvious that they didn't mean anything to speak, so he stopped his thoughts.

In the quiet, the two found an empty table and silently began to eat.

Staying in the sun from noon to night, there must be a lot of sweat.

Under the influence of bacteria, the smell on the body is definitely not much better.

However, under the effect of pheromones, many times, men will feel that the sweat on women's bodies is fragrant.

Liu Yi is the same.

But that's not the point, the point is that the body fragrance on the female instructor also feels very familiar to him.

In combat units, military personnel are certainly not allowed to use perfume and the like, and female servicemen are no exception.

When he was training before, Liu Yi didn't dare to be distracted, but now that his brain is free, the doubts in his heart before have resurfaced.

Sneaking a glance at the female instructor.

From top to bottom, her whole person is full of familiar atmosphere, but on the contrary, Liu Yi just can't remember where she has seen it.

The female instructor ate very quickly, and when Liu Yi was still pondering, she had already finished her meal and walked to the sink with utensils to wash.

When I was done, I put it on the shelf, and I turned around and was about to leave.

Liu Yi finally couldn't help but ask: "Eh~ Instructor, what should I call it?"

"My surname is Song, Song Yanan. When the female instructor spoke, the person had already walked out of the cafeteria.

"Song Yanan......" Liu Yi silently read the female instructor's completely unfamiliar name, and couldn't help but be even more puzzled.

I haven't heard the name, and I don't know the face, but ...... Where did that strong sense of familiarity come from?

After sitting for a long time, Liu Yi didn't come up with a clue, and took a few bites of the food in the bowl into his stomach.

After brushing the dishes, endure the pain and start washing clothes and shoes.

There is only one set of camouflage uniforms, which are not washed today, and after tomorrow there will be two sets of dirty clothes.

If you don't do it overnight, you won't change it.