In the eyes of the brethren, Americans are showing off their wealth in this way, naked showing off their wealth; When they were in the country, not to mention training with new guns, most of the soldiers couldn't even shoot a few bullets before they went to battle, let alone take guns to dismantle them.

During the tour of the American instructors, the brothers disassembled the rifles over and over again, and the American instructors from time to time came to tell some brothers how to complete the rifle disassembly faster and smoother.

This is the American training method, after the instructor finishes speaking, he directly lets the soldiers get started, and it doesn't matter if they can remember it or not, what they want is that they can have a clear understanding of the weapons in their hands on the battlefield, and they can kill the enemy who appears in front of them.

After the disassembly of the firearm, it was naturally the shooting theory, and the Americans wrote and drew on the blackboard, explaining the ballistic theory of the M1 with a dry mouth, but the brothers below were at a loss, they couldn't understand what the Americans were talking about, even if an interpreter told them it was useless.

"Report."

Feng Yi frowned and shouted beside him, he had a hard time listening, let alone those brothers who had never read.

"Soldier, what's wrong with you?"

The American instructor stopped what he was doing and looked at Feng Ye with a frown, at this time they were very annoyed because there was a problem with their work.

"Sir, you might as well tell them directly, at how many meters, the position of the bullet is their aiming position, and the approximate time to hit the target, of course, for these brothers, the second is the basic unit; If at a distance of two hundred meters, their firing target and impact point coincide, then at three hundred meters, how much cheaper will the bullet go up or down? How much will 400 meters be? Conversely, at a distance of fifty to two hundred meters, will the bullet go up or down, and at what distance? That way they might understand it sooner. ”

Feng Yi is an excellent marksman, having struggled on the battlefield for so long, of course he knows what these brothers want to know, as long as he is familiar with the impact point, aiming will not be a problem at all for these veterans.

"Alright then!"

The American instructor changed his approach, and as a result, the brothers began to nod their heads one by one, and they finally understood why many times they were aiming at the target, but they failed to kill the enemy, because it turned out that the bullet did not fly out in a straight line, and when it hit the target, it would be offset.

The theory class was the most difficult for the fighters in the whole training, and once the theory class was over, the next training was much easier.

"Your mission this afternoon, two hundred rounds of ammunition each, familiarize yourself with the guns; Of course, if you need to practice shooting, the range over there is completely open to you, use the range under the guidance of the instructor, and get started! ”

In the afternoon, the brothers carried rifles on their backs, and the team of instructors distributed bullets to them, a few boxes of ammunition for each person, plus a few bridge clips, which they had to load into the bridge clamps and shoot according to the regulations.

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

Familiar with the shooting of guns is facing a mountain of dirt, as the guns rang out, a large amount of mud and sand piled up, and the brothers pulled the trigger to their heart's content, feeling the pleasure of not having to pull the bolt.

"Dang!"

"What a girl!"

The empty compartment popped out of the bridge clip, and the veteran brother cursed, the way of shooting without pulling the bolt was, in his opinion, no different from the point fire of a machine gun, and it could be more accurate.

"That's pretty much it, go over there and practice marksmanship."

The original platoon commander shouted, "Don't waste it, because they don't know if it's true that the Americans said that the ammunition can be fired at will, and if the 200 rounds are finished and there is no live ammunition fire, then they will regret it, and it is more important to practice marksmanship while there are bullets."

"I didn't say it sooner, I got forty shots."

A veteran hung his head, picked up the bridge clip on the ground, and walked towards the shooting range.

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

And where, Feng Ye had been fighting for a while, he was familiar with the gun in his hand, and the target two hundred meters away was already covered with dense bullet holes.

"Sir, your marksmanship is very good; Need to set a farther target for you? ”

An instructor followed Feng Ng, and here, Feng Que was the person that all their instructors had to know, and of course, in the training, Feng Que would also have a little bit of privilege, which was a tacit secret in their hearts, because it was Stilwell's care.

"Three hundred meters, I need to report the target!"

Feng Yi said as he slapped a new bridge clip into the chamber of the gun, and he liked the clicking sound.

"Okay, I'll give you a target; I have this. ”

The instructor nodded and pointed to the binoculars hanging from his chest.

"I need you to point out the specific location of the bullet on the target, not just a few rings."

Feng said that he was used to the accurate shooting of a sniper rifle, and the accuracy of the M1 seemed to be good.

"Sir, you don't have to do this, this is just your training gun, according to your style of play, this gun will definitely not be on the battlefield......"

The instructors shrugged, their shooting lessons had just begun, and if the soldiers were able to shoot every day, they would have to change their hands.

Of course, they don't think that these people can shoot enough, because in the American army, there are no soldiers who can complete their daily training volume, and they will cry out after a few bridge clamps, and then use various reasons to stop shooting.

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

The fierce gunfire came and went, and after the initial period of excitement, the brothers began to aim and shoot training, and for these veterans, they had long known where their shortcomings were, so they all carried out shooting training with a purpose.

"Report, I need bullets."

Eventually, some of the brothers began to apply for ammunition because they had already fired their 200 rounds.

"Are you sure you're done with your two hundred rounds and you're not throwing them around?"

The American instructors looked incredulous, and in their opinion, the soldiers must have hidden the bullets.

"Yes."

The soldier was very sure, but suspicion had already appeared on their faces, and he was very suspicious that the Americans' method of training with unlimited bullets was fake.

“oh，shit.”

The American instructor cursed, shrugged, and asked the quartermaster next to him to give the soldiers bullets.

"How much do you need?"

The words from the translator made this veteran a little confused, could it really be used infinitely?

"Two hundred rounds?"

The veteran asked tentatively.

"Huh?"

The quartermaster was a little confused at this time, why didn't the soldier in front of him know how much time he could fight with the rest of his time?

"If it doesn't work, a hundred rounds will do."

"Or fifty rounds."

The veteran kept lowering his needs, and in his heart, after all, he had already finished his 200 rounds today, and now every extra shot was taking advantage.

"Soldier, this is your two hundred rounds; But you have to remember that if you can't finish the fight, you have to hand it back, and you can't throw it around. ”

The words of the American instructor surprised the veteran, and it seemed that he was still going to be less.

"Littering? What about fart? Labor and management themselves are not enough to fight, if anyone dares to throw it, labor and management will kill him. ”

The veteran muttered in his heart, happily holding the bullet and continuing the training as if he had won a battle.