"Furnace", a special training class training ground.

Ling Lin handed a stainless steel lunch box to Qin, who had just finished running ten kilometers with weight, and said, "You are the hidden dragon of the dragon's nest, giant!" Get up so early every day to carry ten kilometers of weight, as for it? Who do you want to kill? ”

"Even if it's the hidden dragon of the dragon's nest, it's a mortal fetus in the flesh, with two shoulders and a head, and it will still burp when it gets bullets."

Qin Shi took off the weight-bearing backpack on his body, took the stainless steel lunch box handed over by Ling Lin, and asked, "What stuffing?" ”

"Carrot beef. I left you a stuffing made with the beef tenderloin. Ling Lin replied.

Qin Shi opened the lunch box, took a bun, and asked Ling Lin while eating, "Are those college students shooting training today?" ”

"yes, we've already gone to the shooting range. All of them were excited. ”

Ling Lin raised his hand to look at the time on his watch and said, "It's almost time to start." ”

"You can take the morning training for a while, and I'll go to the shooting range."

Qin Shi took the bun left in the lunch box, returned the empty lunch box to Ling Lin, and walked towards the shooting range by himself.

"What are you doing at the range?" Ling Lin asked loudly at Qin Shi.

"Teach people!"

"Who are you going to teach? Who can let your Buddha go to class? It's all ...... over there."

Ling Lin still wanted to ask clearly, but suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, and seemed to understand something, looking at Qin Shi's back, he smiled, and said, "This situation is not simple. ”

……

Outdoor shooting range.

Because there are only 20 target positions in total, they can only be trained in the order of company, platoon, and squad, with five rounds per person, in turn.

The first turn was Jiang Ning's class.

The biggest advantage of this non-engineering major is that there are more female students than male students.

There are a total of 15 boys in Jiang Ning's class, all of whom are on target, and there are 5 positions left.

"The first row, the five girls on the right, on the target position!"

Pingsheng, who took over Li Chunji's training work, had the rank of first sergeant attached to his left arm and issued an order to the girls' team.

As the tallest girl in the class, Jiang Ning stood on the far right of the team, just within the range of the five girls named by Pingsheng.

Jiang Ning walked out of the team and walked towards the target position number 16.

"Attention everyone!"

Pingsheng pointed at the 20 people standing in the target position and ordered: "Load!" ”

Jiang Ning picked up a bullet from the bullet box at hand, and when he pressed it into the magazine of the NP22 pistol, he turned his head to look at the entrance of the shooting range.

"Number 16!"

Pingsheng walked up to Jiang Ning, took a loudspeaker and asked Jiang Ning, "Tell me, what are you looking at?!" ”

Hearing Pingsheng's questioning, Jiang Ning immediately retracted his gaze, turned his head, and replied loudly: "Report to the instructor!" Didn't see anything! ”

"If you don't see anything, then keep your eyes on the magazine in your hand!"

Pingsheng pointed to the magazine in Jiang Ning's hand and said loudly to Jiang Ning.

"Yes!"

Jiang Ning pressed the bullet in his hand into the magazine with all his might.

Not only Pingsheng knows, but all the people in the "furnace" know that the girl in front of him has an unusual relationship with the special training instructor of the special training class.

But this does not mean that Pingsheng will speak softly to Jiang Ning.

During non-training time, Pingsheng can give Jiang Ning some care; But during training, if Jiang Ning did something wrong, or didn't do a good job, Pingsheng would still scold.

"Bullets loaded!"

After everyone pressed the five bullets into the magazine, Pingsheng pointed an electric horn at the 20 people at the target position and ordered: "Pay attention to the essentials of shooting posture and prepare to shoot!" ”

In the past, pistol shooting in the army was more likely to adopt a one-handed shooting posture with the left hand on the waist and the right hand on the gun.

In this shooting position, the force is very stable, and the aiming baseline is long, and the distance between the crosshair and the eye is long, and the shooting accuracy will be relatively high.

But this shooting position is not suitable for these college students with 0 shooting experience.

Especially for girls, the lack of strength is not good enough to resist the recoil caused by pistol shooting.

It is quite possible that with just one shot, the pistol will come out of hand.

Therefore, these college students use the "isosceles triangle gun", which is easier to grasp than a one-handed gun, and has better shooting stability and continuity.

Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew!

Someone has already started shooting.

But the shooting results were very "impressive".

Regardless of the number of rings, it is good to be able to hit all five bullets on your target.

"No. 1 target position, five shots on the target, 20 rings!"

"No. 2 target position, three shots on the target, 4 rings!"

"No. 3 target position, four shots on the target, 2 rings!"

“……”

The target announcer begins to report to the students who have already finished shooting.

Guo Hai, who was standing at the No. 1 target position, clenched his fists excitedly after hearing his results.

All five bullets were on target, and although the average number of rings was very low, it was a good result among the students.

"...... at Target Site 16"

The target reporter stopped when he reported to Jiang Ning's target position.

Because on Jiang Ning's target card, there are only two bullet holes in the blank position of the target card, and these two bullet holes are still bullets fired from the No. 15 and No. 17 target positions next to them.

"Number 16, why haven't you shot yet!?"

Pingsheng walked up to Jiang Ning again and asked loudly, "What are you waiting for?!" Wait for the bullets in your gun to fly out on their own?! ”

"I ......"

Just when Jiang Ning didn't know how to answer, Qin Shi appeared at the entrance of the shooting range.

"Hello instructor!"

The two sentries standing at the entrance of the shooting range saluted Qin Shi and removed the cordon.

Although Qin Shi was only an instructor in the special training class, the soldiers in the "furnace" would call him "instructor" when they saw Qin.

Because Qin Shi was not an active soldier and had no military status and rank, it was inappropriate to call him the "squad leader" he was accustomed to in peacetime.

Qin Shi walked into the shooting range and soon saw Jiang Ning standing on the target position and walked towards her.

"Qin Shi? How did he get here? ”

"yes, how did he get here?"

"Look, he walked towards Jiang Ning's target position."

“……”

When the students below saw Qin, they immediately whispered.

For these college students who are undergoing military training, especially those who are in the same class as Qin Shi, Qin Shi has long gone beyond the category of "classmates".

can make Meng Zhichao speechless, can make Qiao Yiming so angry that he can stomp his feet, and can be an instructor for professional soldiers, such a "classmate relationship" does not dare to climb around.

"Hello instructor!"

When Pingsheng saw Qin Shi, he immediately straightened up and saluted Qin Shi with a standard military salute.

"There aren't so many rules."

Qin Shi waved his hand at Ping Sheng and said to Ping Sheng: "The training in the special training class hasn't started yet, so come over and guide her to shoot." ”

"Yes!"

Ping Sheng saluted Qin Shi again, then took a few steps back to make way for Qin Shi.