Courtyard light

Chapter 61 Live Ammunition
Hearing this, Wang Jiefang wanted to say that it is really inappropriate for you to practice boxing at such an age, but he couldn't refuse, so he nodded, "I can teach you, but I don't guarantee that you can all learn it. You are a bit old. .”

"Of course, thank you monitor."

"Thank you, Captain."

"Then Hongquan." Wang Jiefang thought for a while and said, in fact, all the way of martial arts, one can know a hundred schools of thought, it's just a question of whether he is good or not. Wang Jiefang is good at weapons, but it's okay to teach these newcomers the boxing method question.

"You have to step forward first, just like me."

"The most important thing is that the kung fu must be coordinated with breathing." Wang Jiefang began to demonstrate.

"It doesn't feel too difficult."

"It's very easy." These people didn't know how good Zamabu was, and they started to learn it in a decent manner.

Wang Jiefang was speechless when he saw the horse stance of his own soldiers, so he quickly stood up and corrected him: "Put your chest up."

"Tighten your belly."

"Squat down again."

Even Liu Hai was corrected by Wang Jiefang.

Within 5 minutes, someone shouted: "Squad leader, how long will it take?"

"Start with at least one stick of incense."

"Isn't it here yet?"

"not yet."

"I can't do it anymore, my legs are cramping."

At this time, the light-off signal rang, and everyone stood up quickly, Liu Hai felt fine.

Wang Jiefang said while preparing to take a break: "You guys are getting older, tomorrow I-just teach you the routine."

"Squad leader, you've learned how to beat each other, how many of them?" someone asked immediately.

"Kung Fu is actually about reacting quickly. Once you learn how to deal with gangsters and the like, two or three are no problem. The more you think about it, the more you will become better. Among you, Comrade Liu Hai is the only one who still hopes to learn to be good, and Kung Fu must be practiced every day. If you don’t practice for half a year, you won’t have much strength.”

"Comrade Liu Hai is not very old." Others said.

"This is one, and the other is that Comrade Liu Hai is very good at sports, and his tendons are very flexible."

At this time, the lights were off, and everyone stopped talking. Liu Hai was lying on the bed. He could learn kung fu and exercise his reaction ability.

On an aircraft carrier, there are missiles, airplanes, small pistols, rifles of various types, submachine guns, bangs, if life is threatened, you must immediately perform a disappearance for the other party, and then come out with equipment, your own safety is the first .

It really caused trouble, Liu Hai guessed that he had to learn from a certain great writer on Hong Kong Island, and that great writer was actually famous in Hong Kong Island because he was a black mainlander.

Of course, it is very simple for Liu Hai to run away. Find a place where there is no one, release the F35, and run around the world. No one in the world can detect a stealth fighter like the F35.

The next morning, I continued to exercise, and continued to queue for training after eating. People who were exposed to the sun peeled off. There is no such thing as sunscreen.

At noon, everyone went to the big tree outside the dormitory again. They were tired all morning and took the time to rest and replenish their strength.

In the afternoon, we dug trenches, criss-crossing trenches, and the platoon leader told everyone to dig while explaining.

"Trenches are the biggest reliance on protecting one's own life."

"The better the trench is built, the stronger the defense."

At this time, the trenches were not straight, but curved, with various firepower positions, machine guns, and even mortars and so on.

In the afternoon, I went back to have dinner. During class, I gave everyone a gun. Of course, there was no firing pin, and Liu Hai also gave a gun, but it seemed that it was imported from the old man because it was old.

Let everyone be familiar with, disassemble, assemble, and aim at the pose.

Finally, hang a brick in front of the gun with a rope to practice stability.

Then the guns were brought back to everyone, along with the armor belts, but they were filled with sand, and they had to do morning exercises with weights tomorrow morning.

After the class was over, everyone followed the squad leader in Zamabu and practiced boxing routines.

The next morning, everyone carried rifles and armed straps, went out for exercises, and went back and forth for five kilometers, shouting slogans.

In the morning, we still had formation training, and everyone was tanned by the sun. We rested at noon, and in the afternoon we continued to dig trenches. This time they were for anti-shelling, anti-aircraft, individual soldiers, and several people.

At the end of the day, the whole body was covered with dirt. In the evening, the instructor held a grenade. First, he introduced the grenade, its structure, usage, and even used the grenade as a trap for half an hour.

After half an hour, I practiced aiming. It was okay at the beginning, and sweat came out after ten minutes, and the hands should be raised steadily. This posture is similar to zama stance.

After the evening class, the squad leader taught everyone Hongquan routines. Everyone was in high spirits. The squad leader Wang Jiefang taught a routine and corrected it. Anyway, it only lasted about twenty minutes every night.

A week after Liu Hai entered here, live ammunition shooting started in the afternoon. Everyone brought their guns to the shooting range.

The platoon leader shouted loudly: "Squad leader three, come out."

"Here." The third squad leader stepped out immediately.

"Start," the platoon leader called.

"Yes." The third squad leader hurriedly started.

First prostrate on the ground, it took about ten minutes to make an emergency individual pit, then holding a gun, prostrate on the ground, began to reload and shoot.

"Look carefully, everyone. This is a fusion of what you have learned before." The platoon leader said on the sidelines. The rest of the people sat on the ground with their guns pointed upwards. There was no order, no guns were allowed, no order It is also not allowed to load bullets, and the bullets are all on the side of the platoon leader.

"Three points and one line, eyes, crosshair, and target."

"Third squad leader, shoot." The platoon leader shouted.

biu! biu! biu!

The sound of this gun is nice, crisp, but deadly.

"Very good." The platoon leader held the binoculars and looked at the results on the target.

"Class one."

"arrive."

"Exit."

"Start." The platoon leader gave an order, and the first squad who had just stood up suddenly fell to the ground, and lines were already drawn on the ground.

The first group of people crawled to the ground and quickly dug individual soldier pits.

"not bad."

"Fire bullets." The platoon leader asked the three squad leaders to start firing bullets.

"Reload." After the bullets were fired, the platoon leader gave the order.

"Listen to my password, come one by one." The platoon leader shouted again.

"No. [-], get ready, shoot." The platoon leader shouted.

Number one was a little nervous, and the first squad leader squatted aside to comfort the man, took aim, and pulled the trigger.

biu!

The platoon leader looked through the binoculars and shook his head.

"Miss the target." The platoon leader shouted two words.

The first squad leader corrected No. [-]'s shooting posture and pointed at the same time. After the first squad leader finished giving instructions, the platoon leader gave the order again: "Shoot."

"Miss the target." The platoon leader still shook his head.

Liu Hai clearly felt that everyone else around him breathed a sigh of relief. He couldn't be nervous about this thing. Of course, the shooting skills were all fed by bullets.

"Three points and one line, eyes, sights, targets, adjust your breathing, and calm yourself down." The platoon leader shouted loudly.

"Number One, shoot." The platoon leader gave another order after finishing speaking.

(End of this chapter)