Huizhou, where the 11th Division is located, is used as a place for training, and the barracks where they are stationed are very large, and the live-fire field is even larger.

As a firing range of the 62nd Regiment, there were more than 100 firing positions that could be carried out at the same time, and trenches, targets, and firing positions were all ready-made.

"One bullet per person, all shot in a standing position, according to the shooting action essentials, free fire, after the shooting is completed, put the gun on the ground and wait for the order."

Feng Ye shouted loudly, the current personnel of the third company, two batches can complete the shooting, the reason why it was borrowed for a day is that Feng Ye has to do other things.

"In pairs, one group shoots, the other group is on guard, and remember, never point the gun at your brother. Get Started"

Feng Yi reminded loudly.

"Shooter in position"

A whole platoon of soldiers stood in their firing positions, and the target two hundred meters in front of them was their target.

Feng Yi directly skipped the 100-meter experience shooting and let them shoot directly at the 200-meter target, he wanted to find a little good seedling in the first shot.

For soldiers with a talent for shooting, the first shot will make them stand out, and with the right approach, they will always be a little different from ordinary soldiers.

"Loading the Bullet"

"Click"

"Click"

The brethren took out the round-headed bullet they had just fired from the bullet pouch and stuffed it into the chamber of their guns with great plutony, and the click of closing the magazine kept coming.

"Raise the gun"

"Free Fire After Aiming"

Chen Hua, the officer on duty, shouted loudly for the brothers to start shooting.

"Bang"

There are always recruits who are curious about shooting, especially those who haven't caught a single round of live ammunition yet, and they can't wait to pull the trigger.

"Bang, bang, bang"

Miscellaneous gunshots rang out, and under the guidance of the first recruit, many of the recruits pulled the trigger, and the strong smell of gunpowder wafted around with the cold wind.

"Hey"

At the moment of pulling the trigger, many recruits knew that they must have missed the shot, because their hands shook with the pull of the trigger.

There were no bullets in the chamber, and the soldier who had finished shooting reluctantly put his rifle on the dirt ground in front of him, and then crouched down and waited for the next order.

"Bang"

"Bang"

"Bang"

The gunfire kept rang out, and the gunfire continued, and one hundred soldiers finished their shooting one after another, perhaps for most of them, their first shot.

"Stand Up"

Chen Hua saw that all the brothers were squatting down, and loudly ordered the soldiers to stand up.

"Put away the guns, pick up a bullet case for each person, and then go to your target to see where they are hit."

Feng Yi frowned and ordered loudly, he kept holding the binoculars to watch, in his sight, the marksmanship of this group of soldiers was really not very good, a small half of them missed the target, and few of them missed the target.

"Everyone, make a mess of wet mud under the target position to make up for the target"

As the brothers who shot the first round returned, the second round of shooting began quickly, and just after an hour, all the brothers had finished shooting and no recruits had hit the heart on the target.

Feng Yi sighed, he decided to let these soldiers practice the stability of their hands.

The veterans didn't shoot, for them, the experience of shooting on the battlefield has been a lot, although they are also carrying out empty gun aiming training, but how much to improve, Feng Yi hopes to surprise himself when it comes to the assessment.

"He's a female horse, after practicing for so long to shoot empty guns, it's still this result, you guys are wasting bullets."

Feng Yi stood in front of the gathered brothers, a little like crying, but he didn't expect that these crooked melons and cracked dates couldn't do anything

"Gun"

Feng Yi shouted loudly, and Chen Hua handed over a Hanyang-made one.

"Click, click"

Feng Yi pressed the bullets into the chamber of the gun one by one.

"Labor and management let you see, right in this position, what is marksmanship."

Feng Ye pouted, he decided to give these people a little confidence and show his hand.

"You just hit two hundred meters, and the chance that the devil veteran will hit the head at a distance of three hundred meters is at least fifty percent; What is the distance from this position to the target?"

Feng Yi shouted.

"Report to the company commander, about three hundred and fifty meters."

Chen Hua replied loudly.

"Go to a few brothers, report to me"

Feng Ye beckoned, he was ready to shoot right here; Hanyang-made ruler has a firing distance of 1,800 meters, but his effective range can only reach 400 meters at most, and the bullets will float if they are farther away.

"Bang"

Raising the gun, aiming, and firing, Feng Yi's movements look pleasing to the eye.

"Click"

"Hit Hearts"

In the veteran's target report, Feng Yi pushed the bomb up.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang"

All five bullets in the chamber of the gun were missed, and all the red hearts in the middle of the five targets were shattered, and the wooden targets were powerless against the bullets made by Hanyang.

"Is this still human?"

"It's amazing"

The recruits sighed and looked at their company commander in surprise.

"Do you want to practice marksmanship like this?"

Feng Ye asked loudly.

"Think"

All the soldiers replied loudly with anticipation.

"Well, if you practice according to what I said, you will have the opportunity to practice such marksmanship."

Feng Yi encouraged the reinforcements.

"Hey, I'm fooling the recruits again; If you can practice such marksmanship, the devil is still so arrogant."

The two veterans muttered beside them, they had been soldiers for a few years, had fired a lot of bullets, and often practiced marksmanship, but they had all relied on luck to shoot at targets three hundred meters away.

"Don't talk, be careful that the company commander cleans you up."

A veteran reminds the muttering veteran.

"Everyone, one meter from front to back, one meter to the left, spread out."

"Chen Hua, take the veterans and do what I do."

A smile appeared on the corner of Feng Yi's mouth, and he remembered how his firearms instructor had cleaned himself up in the first place.

"Take out the bullet casings you just picked up"

Feng Yi commanded loudly.

"Soldier, raise your gun, aim."

Feng Yi walked in front of a soldier and picked up the bullet casing in his palm, the copper bullet casing with residual warmth was a little black, blackened by gunpowder.

"Don't move, hold this position for five minutes, and if the bullet casing falls, start over"

Feng Yi placed the bullet casing on Wangshan Mountain, where Hanyang made rifles, and then reminded the recruit.

"Holy shit, it's going to kill you."

"It's okay, I'm a machine gunner, so I don't have to practice this"

Big Min and Chen Hua secretly rejoiced that they could escape.

With the help of more than fifty veterans, soon, each of these recruits had a bullet casing on the muzzle of their guns, and they had to keep this position without the slightest shaking, otherwise, the bullet casings would fall to the ground.

"Look, whoever falls, you let them do it again"

Feng Yi asked these veterans to supervise and help these recruits by the way.

"As for you, I'll go back and practice again in the evening."

Feng Yi smiled cruelly, he didn't plan to start classes these few nights, because he found that the marksmanship of these veterans was not very good.