I am a policeman

Chapter 6 Gun Practice
"Haha, Lei Zai is doing great, I will come to play often in the future!"

Lei Weidong's football skills are recognized as intermediate by the system, and he can be the main player in A-A.

Although Jia A is called a fake A by many people, Lei Weidong's level is not comparable to that of Lei Le and others who can play the main force in it. He is like an adult bullying a child on the court.

Three assists and one penalty kick in just half the game not only allowed Lei Le to complete a hat-trick, but also allowed the team to beat the opponent [-]-[-].

After the game, Lei Le was very happy. Not only did he send money to the whole team, five thousand per person, which was several times Lei Weidong's salary, but he also put his arms around Lei Weidong's shoulders to let him hang out with him, and asked Lei Weidong what he needed what.

"Brother Le, I want to learn how to shoot a gun." Taking advantage of Lei Le's joy, Lei Weidong asked to practice in the gun room.

The predecessor's resentment towards Lei Le was too great, for the sake of his own life, it's better to be rare.

"Shooting a gun, yes, a man should know how to shoot a gun." Lei Le laughed loudly and called Uncle Biao over.

"Brother Le!" Seeing Lei Le happy, Uncle Biao ran over and shouted respectfully.

"Your nephew has a bright future, I like it, let him hang out with you and be transferred to the plainclothes team. From now on, you will be the plainclothes sand showman, and you will be responsible for your nephew's marksmanship.

You can shoot as many bullets as you want, and it was I, Lei Le, who told the gun room. "

Lei Le, who is in charge of the power of the Xiangjiang police force, is the position of the inspector and needs to report to the ghost, and the other positions are just a matter of one word.

"Thank you Brother Le, thank you Brother Le."

Although Uncle Biao is also a sand showman in the military uniform group, but his status in plain clothes is naturally higher than that of the military uniform. Uncle Biao has been promoted to a level without moving, so he immediately pulled Lei Weidong to thank Lei Le.

"Boy, you have a future. It's so easy to become a plainclothes policeman. If this goes on, maybe I'll call you sir in a few years." Looking at the background of Lei Le, Chen Xijiu and others leaving, Uncle Biao began to take Lei Le Wei Dong joked.

"Uncle Biao, don't laugh at me. I'm only a teenager, and it will take at least ten years to be in the top position. At that time, Xiangjiang didn't know what it was like."

Lei Weidong shrugged, he was not overjoyed by being transferred to the plainclothes team, and still respected Uncle Biao.

"That's right, no one can say for sure what will happen in ten years' time. Let's focus on the present first. Let's go to the police station. I'll teach you how to shoot." Uncle Biao nodded, very happy with Lei Weidong's calmness.

"Let's go, Uncle Biao, let's go to gun practice. After the practice, we'll have a midnight snack together. We've earned so much today. I'll invite you to dinner." Lei Weidong smiled as he gestured to the money in his hand.

"Haha, this money is not wasted, I want to eat a big meal today, to reward my stomach." Uncle Biao laughed.
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In the 70s, the Xiangjiang Police Station was very strict about gun control.

Ordinary patrolmen are not equipped with guns, and there is no way for them to practice guns.

Sheriffs like Uncle Biao are better. They can apply for gun practice once a week, but they can only fire six bullets each time.

In comparison, plainclothes with guns are much better. You can apply for gun training every day, but each time there are not many bullets, only six rounds, that is, one shot at .[-].

If you want to practice more, you need to be approved by the above.

Of course, this is a distressing thing for the police who like to practice guns. In this era where black and white are intertwined, there are really not many times to use guns, so that there are very few police officers who go to the gun room to practice guns. No one came over.

"Old Yang, take two hundred rounds of ammunition." After receiving Lei Le's authorization, Uncle Biao brought Lei Weidong back to the police station and went straight to the gun room.

The lion opened his mouth wide and asked for two hundred bullets.

"Two hundred bullets, Lao Zhou, what are you kidding!" The person who looked at the gun room was an old military uniform about 30 years old and close to [-] years old. When he saw the application form that Uncle Biao handed over, his first thought was that Uncle Biao was crazy. .

In this era when the entire police station can't use a hundred rounds of ammunition a day, it is true that Uncle Biao can only open his mouth for two hundred rounds.

"Who is crazy? This is approved by Brother Le. Let my nephew practice guns. Two hundred bullets are only the first day, and this number will be the same every day."

Uncle Biao directly pulled the tiger's skin to pull the banner.

"Brother Le approved it." Yang Jindong took the application form, a little confused.

"Of course, it wasn't Brother Le's approval. We can ask for two hundred rounds, and I'm not crazy." Uncle Biao said, "If you don't believe me, you can call Brother Le."

"I don't dare to make phone calls. I'll just give you two hundred rounds of ammunition. It's not mine anyway."

Yang Jindong's status was far from that of Lei Le's, so he didn't dare to call Brother Le. He immediately signed the application form and brought the bullet over.

"Lei Zai, look carefully. The .[-] has small power and little vibration. When shooting, you can hold the handle of the gun tightly with your right hand, and lightly rest your left hand on your right hand. Don't use force, and then aim at the heart."

Taking Lei Weidong to the shooting range next door, Uncle Biao began to teach him the essentials of shooting.

"You are a novice, don't shoot with one hand just to look cool. Those are done by veterans. Although you can control the pistol with one hand, it is definitely not as stable as holding the gun with two hands."

"Understood!" Lei Weidong nodded.

Uncle Biao is right, holding a gun in one hand is handsome, but the hit rate—the most typical example is that Yuan Haoyun in Hard Detective, who holds two guns and shoots at the gangsters during the shootout.

Handsome is very handsome, the opponent can't even raise his head when he hits, but the hit rate is dozens of shots without even hitting a single person.

Fortunately, he was facing an ordinary gangster, and his marksmanship was terrible. If he encountered someone like Tuo Er, he would have been killed with a single shot.

"Are you aiming?" Uncle Biao asked as he watched Lei Weidong stance his horse and raise his gun to the target.

"Aimed." Lei Weidong replied.

"shot!"

"Bump!"

Lei Weidong fired two shots.

The first shot was good, and it hit a six-ring, but the second shot was not good, and it missed the target.

"Be steady when shooting, and pay special attention to the recoil of the bullet. A little jump can change from ten rings to one ring when it hits 50 meters away.

You practice single-shot first, shoot one shot, adjust your breathing after shooting, re-aim and then shoot, and when aiming, use one eye first, and then use both eyes after you are familiar with it. " Uncle Biao said.

"Is there any difference between aiming with one eye and aiming with both eyes?" Lei Weidong asked.

"Of course there is a difference. When you don't see shooting competitions, you aim with one eye." Uncle Biao smiled, "Of course, the targets we use are not as perverted as shooting competitions.
For masters, there is not much difference between one eye and two eyes, just like me. "

As he spoke, Uncle Biao picked up his pistol and took aim.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

In one breath, all six bullets in the gun were fired. Uncle Biao moved the target over and asked Lei Weidong to check.

The grades are very good, either the eighth ring or the nineth ring, and there is also a tenth ring. According to the standards of ordinary policemen, this grade can be said to be very good.

(End of this chapter)