There were no accidents on the first day of training, and the first fire of Feng Yi's new official was lit; The night training in the evening is also just a simple gun aiming training.

"Keep moving, don't shake your hands, aim ahead."

The instructors and officers were doing the same, and even Feng Ye was at the front, holding his rifle; Different from the formal rifles of the 11th Division, the rifles in the hands of these recruits are very miscellaneous, most of them are old Hanyang-made, there are also old sleeves and singles, and even the guns on the front line are insufficient, not to mention the training department, and it is already considered that Shi Zude has the ability to make up so many rifles.

"Stop!"

Feng Ye shouted, ordering the brothers to put down the rifles in their hands, and after the first five minutes, the brothers did not feel much uncomfortable, but felt that their hands were very sore; But the short one-minute break passed, the second five minutes, followed by the third, then the fourth......

"Sir, it's no good, let's rest again!"

An officer felt the pain in his arm and begged Feng Ye for mercy.

"No, now it's your movements, keep the movements until the conditioning is formed, and continue training!"

Feng Ye shouted, raising the gun again.

"Lift it up!"

Not only that, Feng Yi's hand holding the gun seemed to be fixed, he had already begun to walk around the training ground with the gun, under the light of the surrounding fire, it was like searching for the enemy on the battlefield, the difference was that he did not bend down.

"See, when you can keep this action in action, you can stop; If any of you can now, stand up right now. ”

Feng Ye shouted.

No one dared to squeak, not even Min Fei, Zhang Chuan, and Wang Ning, although they were already able to keep it, because they knew that Feng Ye must have a back-up move.

"Sir, I can!"

An instructor stepped forward and reported loudly.

"Good!"

"Everyone, stop!"

Feng Ye shouted.

"Major, please check the gun!"

Feng Ye shouted, pulling the bolt of his gun to signal that there were no bullets inside; In the same way, the major officer who came forward also pulled the bolt, and it was also empty!

"Swing the target!"

Feng Ye shouted.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Without the recruits having to do anything, the gendarmes waiting next to them immediately set up two wooden targets, on which circles were drawn one after another with white chalk.

"Major, now we are about three hundred meters from the target position, whether you bend down or not, or whatever; On the move, we shoot at the same time, and the last bullet must be fired at two hundred meters; Let me see what you can say! ”

"Get on the bullet!"

Following Feng Yi's voice, a gendarme ran over and pulled out a few rounds from the bullet bag.

"Ten rounds!"

Feng Yi looked at it, and there were only four rounds; Said with a frown.

"Five shots per person!"

Feng Yi handed it to the major officer.

"Start moving, go!"

With a clicking sound, the two people closed the chamber of the gun, and Feng Yi's left and right feet moved forward alternately.

"Bang!"

Feng Ye shot first, for him, it didn't matter whether there was a scope on the gun or not, he hit a fixed target, and the target was like standing in front of his eyes.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

……

The major officer was also shooting, he was not a recruit, he had also been on the battlefield, and it was not difficult for him.

"Target!"

After collecting the gun and inspecting the gun, Feng Yi stood at about 240 meters and waited for the major officer for a minute, and then shouted.

The major officer was not too shameless, he only walked more than twenty meters more than Feng Yi, and four of his five shots were fired at these twenty meters.

"Team Leader Feng, forty-six rings!"

"Battalion Commander Liu, eighteen rings, two missed shots."

The gendarme shouted, and the face of the officer standing in front of Feng Yi burned as he spoke, and he felt that everyone was laughing at him.

"Brothers, no one is born with marksmanship, they are all practiced, if you want to survive on the battlefield, you can only be more accurate than the devil, kill your enemy faster, so that it is possible to survive."

"Major Liu, return to the team and continue to practice!"

Feng Ye shouted.

No one dared to squeak now, because no one here was sure that they would be able to do Feng Ye in this kind of test, and in addition to hard training, talent was also very important.

"What's going on? Where are the gunshots? ”

Deputy Director Zhang was resting in the dormitory, Shi Zude left the supplementary training office at night, he wanted to continue to get supplies for the next training, the three pigs were just appetizers, and the training needed a lot of materials.

"Report, the recruits are training and aiming, and Team Leader Feng showed everyone a hand and directly told everyone to shut up."

The gendarmes who rushed to report reported loudly, and their faces were full of admiration when they talked about Feng Yi.

"What's going on? Tell me about it! ”

Deputy Director Zhang also wanted to know, why did he shut up everyone, as far as he knew, it was all soldiers, but those officers and instructors really had a few accurate marksmanship.

"Three hundred meters away, Team Leader Feng and Battalion Commander Liu moved and shot at the same time......"

The gendarmes began to tell that he even added a lot of material to Feng Ye in this to express his admiration for Feng Jie.

"Two hundred and fifty miles away, it's still night, this is a deadly gun!"

Deputy Director Zhang was also surprised, waved his hand to let the gendarmes leave, and returned to the sofa with a smile on his own.

The night training did not last long, after all, it was the first day, and this kind of gun training was only the beginning, and after an hour, the sore recruits could finally return to the dormitory, and even the instructors and officers had no energy to talk nonsense, and they fled back to their beds one by one.

Feng Ye didn't lie down, he was taking a shower, making a summary of today's training and making a plan for tomorrow's training.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

A rhythmic knock sounded at the door.

"Come in!"

Feng Ye didn't lock the door, because he wasn't ready to sleep yet, and he wanted to wait a little longer, and wait until the recruits were all lying down, and then go around where to go.

"Team leader, haven't you rested yet?"

It was Min Fei who came in, smiling.

"What's wrong? You're in good spirits!"

Feng Yi looked at the time, it had been more than two hours, and it stands to reason that this thing should have fallen asleep.

"There's something I think I should tell you."

Min Fei hesitated and said.

"What's the matter? Say!"

Feng Yi frowned, asked Min Fei to sit down, and pointed to the cigarette case on the coffee table, letting him feel free.

"The second lieutenant officer named Zhang Dajiang, do you still have an impression of the team leader?"

Min Fei asked Feng Yi.

"Impression, what's wrong?"

Feng asked.

"I just met him in the thatched house, and he told me a piece of news, this news can't be verified, I said don't be angry."

Min Fei hesitated a little, lit a cigarette and said.

"Say it! In private, we are still brothers, and we have all waded through the blood and water on the battlefield, can I blame you for a little rumor? ”

Feng Yi said angrily.

"Don't blame Zhang Dajiang, he also believed me."

Min Fei then confirmed with Feng Yi.

"Cheng, I'll just assume that you didn't come tonight!"

Feng Yi put down the pen in his hand and lit a cigarette.