"Remember! What you have in your hands is not a gun, it is your life! It is your only support on the battlefield!

Even if you stop breathing in the next second, don't abandon the gun in your hand, only she can give you the qualification to continue breathing!

I have already demonstrated the basic operation steps and will give you ten minutes to get familiar with the rifle in your hands. After ten minutes, you will conduct live-fire training!"

Petrov's voice in his ears still sounded cold, as if he was owed eight hundred yuan. Feeling the cold rifle in his hand, Xia Jie realized once again that he was not in a peaceful and safe motherland, but in a peaceful and safe motherland.

They struggled to survive in the smoke-filled World War II.

The thing in his hand is not a gun toy that shoots BB bullets or water bombs, but a weapon used to kill people.

Something rare in peaceful times was given to someone so easily. Feeling the heavy weight in his hand, Xia Jie still felt at a loss even though he had made mental preparations.

Maybe tomorrow, I will kill a living life with the rifle in my hand.

Is this really the life you want?

In the past, in front of the computer, I would click the mouse with a smile on my face and calmly watch the blooming blood flowers and kill prompts on the screen. I even fantasized about being able to go to the war world in the computer to experience the fun of shooting in person.

It seems that he has been deliberately ignoring an unavoidable problem. Even he couldn't bear to trample ants to death, but at this moment he actually obtained a murder weapon...

Thinking of this, Xia Jie felt a little chill in his body.

"I remember that Chinese people are very smart. Chartier, didn't you understand the trainer's instructions? He won't give you too much time."

Unlike other people who couldn't put it down and played with the rifles in their hands, Reznov put the gun on his shoulder casually. As if he saw something unusual about the inmate, he frowned and walked over slowly.

After coming back to his senses, Xia Jie fixed his wandering gaze on the bearded face and forced a smile, his tone a little weak.

"Well...Brother Reznov, I still don't know how to use this thing..."

"Watch it, I'll demonstrate it to you."

He took the rifle on his shoulder again and pointed to the magazine in front of the trigger guard. Reznov skillfully pulled the bolt and unlocked the rifle.
Chapter completed!