Chapter Eighty-Three: Disassembling and Assembling, Will You Do It Again? (Plus 5 more)

More than a dozen squad leaders came over, and with such a big movement, the recruits of the other squads naturally noticed it and hurriedly stood upright.

Only the two recruits in the third class had a lot of fun.

Sun Penghui, the deputy squad member standing in the front row, turned white with fright, and reminded urgently: "Donghui, Bingjie, don't make trouble, the squad leader is back."

"Stop making a fuss."

I don't know if the two of them are too involved, or Sun Penghui's voice is too quiet, anyway, he reminded him twice in a row, but people didn't listen.

The recruits of the third shift who were anxious reached out and pulled them and dragged them hard, but at this time, it was too late.

Zhao Lifei and Cheng Tiehu walked up to him, their faces pale.

After all, Zhao Lifei was the squad leader, and he didn't care about anything, but he just snatched the gun with a cold face and stood aside.

Cheng Tiehu didn't have such a good temper, walked quickly to the queue, jumped up, kicked people more than a meter away.

"Lian Bingjie, Cao Donghui, you two want to die, don't you?"

This sudden scene shocked all the recruits present.

It can be said that since coming to the barracks, although the squad leader is strict, he has never beaten anyone.

At most, there are two feet on the buttocks, which is harmless.

Like Wang Shuaibing and Wei Chongchong, these two cheap mouths, are often slapped on the back of the head by the squad leader, and they don't use any force, to be precise, they push, not shoot, teach them not to go crazy.

Chen Ming was seven or eight meters away, and he had a toothache when he saw it, since the army was formed in the theater in 16 years, after the major reform, the phenomenon of fighting new soldiers has indeed decreased a lot, and it is almost gone.

But these two people don't complain.

Even Jiang Peng heard the movement and ran over from a distance, but he just stood there and watched, without saying a word.

The two recruits who were kicked down looked even more confused, rubbing their sore buttocks, and at the same time getting up cautiously, not daring to look directly at the squad leader.

Cheng Tiehu was so angry that he almost got on his feet again, but was stopped by Zhao Lifei on the side.

The third squad leader could only say angrily: "What did you all say when you took the oath just now? Yes? Say it!! ”

"You have to love guns as you love life, that's how you love them?"

"Let me tell you, the gun is not for you to play with, the gun is the second life of a soldier, do you know the weight of this sentence?"

"Regardless of whether there are bullets in the gun, whether it is loaded with live ammunition or empty cartridges, it is never allowed to point the gun at one's comrades, and during non-target periods, the combat time, the insurance will always be closed."

"Don't think I'm scaring you, I can't remember this, I'm ready to get you out."

Looking at the angry third squad leader, the corners of Chen Ming's mouth grinned, although the Internet is developed now, not everyone knows about the affairs of the barracks, and the muzzle of the gun cannot be aimed at their own people, even if they are playing, many people do not know this rule.

It's like seeing a group of soldiers passing by on Douyin, most people will look so handsome, and only a few people can see that when the soldiers pass by the crowd, they will subconsciously block the muzzle of the gun with their hands.

This is the people's soldiers.

Originally, this week was a tactical skills week, and the training would be very strict, and the management would be even more demanding.

The two of them made such a fuss, and they were stunned that all the arrangements were made in advance.

Youjiang Platoon is standing here, even if he doesn't speak, the squad leaders don't dare to release the water.

I dragged everyone from the door of the dormitory building to the training ground, and came five kilometers at a time.

That's it, according to the words of the squad leader, it's all very polite.

......

At the end of the five kilometers, Zhao Lifei pulled a face and took Chen Ming and them back to the dormitory.

He gestured to the mahogany table in the far corner.

"Go two people, bring the table over, what happened just now is a lesson, you remember, guns are not for you to play with."

"Now I'll teach you how to disassemble, arm, and maintain a firearm."

Zhao Lifei said, reached out and took the gun in Chen Ming's hand, and gently put it on the table, after experiencing what happened just now, the recruits in the first class did not dare to make extra movements, let alone talk nonsense.

Standing honestly and studying and listening, for fear that something would be wrong and anger the squad leader.

Chen Ming also looked at the movements in Zhao Lifei's hands seriously, he had experience in contact with air rifles, and he had also drunk memory potions before, which could strengthen his memory in a short period of time, and his learning ability was at least twice that of ordinary people.

Zhao Lifei didn't talk nonsense, he directly turned the gun body, pointed to the position of the trigger and said, "Do you see this rotary needle above?" This is the 95-1 insurance, remember, in the absence of an order, the insurance must be closed, and it is absolutely not allowed to be opened without permission. ”

"The most obvious difference between Type 95 and Type 95-1 is the position of the safety, the former must be operated with both hands at the same time when shooting, and the latter can be operated with one hand."

Zhao Lifei is undoubtedly a very qualified lecturer, and he makes corresponding tactical moves while explaining.

Next, in front of Chen Ming and them, he removed the magazine with the clamp tenon, turned the gun body upside down to the side with insurance, pressed the bolt, pulled out the re-entry spring, and removed the cover.

While dismantling, hold parts such as air hoops and carefully explain the maintenance details.

Finally, one by one, assembled.

"Do you understand everything?"

Zhao Lifei spoke for more than 20 minutes, asked, but did not hear a response.

Looking up, he saw Chen Ming's thoughtful appearance, while Wang Shuaibing and Wei Chongchong were staring at each other with wide eyes, and Ma Dazhu bit his fingernails without saying a word.

Zhao Lifei suddenly rose in anger.

A slap slapped on the back of Wang Shuaibing, who was closest to him, and there was a crisp "snap".

"What are you doing? I ask do you understand? ”

"Huh? What do you understand? ”

Wang Shuaibing looked up blankly, his eyes were full of puzzlement, Zhao Lifei was a little angry, but when he saw that the others were also confused, he immediately sighed.

"I just said that I will teach you how to disassemble, assemble and maintain guns, have you seen it?"

"I'll teach it again, I look at it carefully, it's very simple to disassemble the gun, and there may be something to assemble..."

"Squad leader, I'll try."

Zhao Lifei was talking when he was suddenly interrupted by Chen Ming, and everyone in the group looked up at him.

"Will you?"

Zhao Lifei was a little puzzled, he was angry just now because he didn't get a response, and he expected the recruits to learn it at the first contact, which was indeed a bit difficult.

He had studied it seven or eight times himself.

"I'll try it, I've played with similar models before, but I don't know if the model is the same as the real gun."

Chen Ming said a reason, reached out and held his gun in his hand, Zhao Lifei nodded at first, and then shook his head and felt unreliable.

The other recruits in the group also thought it was unlikely, the gun was not running, it was not folding quilts, if it wasn't a soldier, ordinary children, who would have the opportunity to touch this.

But soon, they realized that they were wrong, and they were quite wrong.

After Chen Ming took the gun, he easily withdrew the magazine in front of everyone, quickly pulled out the recoiling spring and bolt, and placed all the small parts on the table according to the way the squad leader had just placed.

"Damn, you're faster than the squad leader?" Wang Shuaibing looked at it in shock, a little incredulous.

Zhao Lifei was deliberately slow because of teaching, and it took several minutes to dismantle, in contrast, it seems that Chen Ming's movements are indeed smoother.

But this, for other recruits, is good enough.