Chapter 35: Guns are not so easy to practice!

Author: Passer-by from the South China Sea

Chapter 35: Guns are not so easy to practice!

Su He walked up to Li Hao, squatted in front of the barrel of the gun, grabbed his barrel with his hand, and pulled gently.

Immediately, the rifle in Li Hao's hand began to shake, and the butt of the gun was directly separated from his shoulder.

"With your gun's stable strength, once you fire it, the recoil will shake your gun and you won't even know where the bullet will go!"

Su He cursed.

Li Hao suddenly blushed and quickly pulled the gun back again to stabilize himself.

Zhao Dong on the side also tested the other freshmen in this way, and they all pulled away with a gentle pull.

But when they arrived at Jiang Fan's place, they basically didn't move.

Zhao Dong was slightly surprised and increased his intensity.

However, he discovered that the rifle seemed to be firmly embedded in Jiang Fan's palm and shoulder.

If he exerts more force, although the entire gun will shake, it will also shake with Jiang Fan's entire body!

In other words, this kind of gun stability is already very standard!

"Okay! Have you practiced again?"

Zhao Dong smiled and asked.

Jiang Fan also smiled, "I don't have any real guns at home, but I can still find toy guns made of wood."

"You brat!" Zhao Dong laughed and scolded: "Keep it up! You are doing the right thing!"

"Report, monitor!"

Li Hao shouted at this time: "The target is quite big. Can we just aim at the target through the crosshair?"

"No!"

Su He replied: "The number of rings on the target paper is from 6 to 10!"

"The outermost ring is 6! Anyone who misses will be counted as a miss, which is 0 ring."

"The shooting assessment during the new training period will be based on the 100-meter chest ring target, which is the one you see now."

"When shooting at 100 meters, use your aim to suppress one-third of the ten-ring red dot, which means only one-third is exposed!"

"Look carefully, if you look at the 100-meter target paper through the crosshair from a hundred meters away, the ten-ring red heart is the same size as the crosshair!"

"Unless you are short-sighted, you won't be able to see clearly. In addition, at this time, as long as you hold the gun steady enough and don't shake when shooting, you can usually hit the target paper!"

"Of course, whether you can hit the tenth ring depends on how stable it is!"

Lin Tao asked: "Squad leader, is the 60-level pass for 100-meter fixed shooting?"

Su He nodded: "Yes! 60 is a pass, 80 is a good one, and 90 is an excellent one!"

"However, as future commanding officers, the school requires that even during the new training period, you must be at a good level or above. In the second to fourth years, you must be at a good level or above."

"If it doesn't meet the standards...hehe..."

As he said that, Su He showed a strange smile.

Everyone in Class Three felt a chill in their hearts when they saw it.

Needless to say, if you fail to achieve it, you will practice to death!

Jiang Fan looked at the target paper through the crosshairs and found that when he looked at it this way in his previous life, although he could see it, it was not very clear.

Now, with the eagle eye, the target paper at 100 meters is as clear as if it is placed in front of me!

In other words, at this time, as long as he holds the gun firmly enough, he can definitely hit the target with every shot!

After teaching them the familiar prone position of holding the gun and aiming, Su He and Zhao Dong asked them to start training on the stability of the gun.

"Everyone, stand up!"

Su He shouted: "Target, cement road in the camp, run and walk!"

Hearing this, everyone in Class Three was shocked.

What are you doing on the cement road?

You won’t practice there, right?

After everyone ran there, Su He immediately ordered: "Everyone, roll up your sleeves to your upper arms, lie down and hold your gun as I taught you before!"

"I'm going! I really want to practice here!"

When everyone saw the hard cement road, their faces were suddenly full of fear.

Just now they felt some pain in their elbows from rubbing the guns on the lawn.

If it were on a cement floor, you would have to grind off several layers of skin!

"Why are you still standing there? Lie down!"

Su He shouted: "If you ask for the top, you will get the middle, if you ask for the middle, you will get the bottom!"

"If you can secure the gun on the concrete floor, you can secure it even more securely on the grass at the shooting range!"

"Squad leader, why do you have to let us roll up our sleeves?" Li Hao said with a bitter look on his face.

"Nonsense! If you don't wear a thick layer of calluses on your wrinkles and undergo more brutal shooting training in the future, how can you shoot well?"

Su He said impatiently: "Get down quickly! Otherwise, I will scatter pebbles where you lie down!"

After everyone heard this, they didn't dare to hesitate. They all lay down and rolled up their sleeves.

Jiang Fan is fine.

This type of training is very common in the military.

He has long been used to it.

only……

In my previous life, I developed calluses on my elbows in the first year. It was really easy to practice later and I would not get sore easily.

But in this life, with a body that has not been trained, and the smooth appearance of the elbows, I am afraid that I have to endure a lot of hardships all over again before I can cultivate the calluses.

As soon as he lay down and held the gun with the flesh of his elbow, everyone felt a stinging pain.

This cement floor is not a smooth tile, and the granular cement on it is no joke.

"Don't worry, let's just practice five groups, each group takes three minutes. Isn't it easy?"

Su He said to the students in class three with a smile.

The students in Class 3 breathed a sigh of relief.

One group is three minutes, and five groups is also fifteen minutes.

Just grit your teeth and persevere.

However, they didn't notice the playfulness in Su He's smile.

Soon, the squad leaders of other classes also pulled the students of their classes to the concrete floor. In the same way as the third class, they rolled up their sleeves and lay down to practice holding guns.

For a moment, the sound of mourning shook the sky.

A minute passed.

After all, it was the first time, and it was just the beginning, so the students in Class Three were able to persevere.

But, the next second.

"ah!"

Zhao Dong walked up to a student's gun and pulled it gently.

Because the student's hand was holding the gun tightly and his elbow was pressed against the cement floor, this pull caused his gun and elbow to rub and slide forward.

A burst of pain came and he couldn't help but cry out.

"With such stability, you still want to hit the target?"

Zhao Dong showed no sympathy for the bloody marks on his elbow, and shouted seriously: "Two more minutes!"

"What?"

The student was confused on the spot, "No! Class deputy! If you pull like this, my elbow will rub against the concrete floor, so it will definitely relax!"

"Yeah?"

Zhao Dong smiled coldly and squatted directly in front of Lin Tao.

Lin Tao was immediately shocked and said, "Deputy deputy, no!"

Zhao Dong said: "Wait a minute, I will pull the barrel of your gun with the same strength I used to pull him. If you dare to relax the gun, this group will be added ten minutes!"

"ten minutes?!"
To be continued...