My experience in Soldier Assault Liver

Chapter 51 Chengcai, are you a little unconvinced?
  51 Chengcai, are you a little unconvinced?
  When Chen Fan heard that Gao Cheng promised to give him twenty bullets, he immediately curled his lips and said, "Company commander, you want to beat me to vomiting with twenty bullets. Who do you look down on?"

Uh?
  Gao Cheng's smile suddenly froze on his face.

Shi Jin became anxious, glared at Chen Fan, and quickly smiled apologetically at Gao Cheng: "Company commander, this kid can't speak, don't be angry!"

Wu Liuyi also wants to help Chen Fan exonerate.

However, no one expected that after Gao Cheng came back to his senses, instead of being angry, he actually laughed. His smile was very playful, and he looked like he wanted Chen Fan to suffer a little bit. He tapped Chen Fan with his index finger: " Okay! Okay! You boy has ambition! That—Platoon Commander Shi, give him a hundred rounds of bullets when the time comes, and he won’t be allowed to come back until he’s finished!”

"Yes!" Chen Fan straightened his body and answered loudly.

Judging from his limited military knowledge, one hundred rounds of rifle bullets should be enough for him to hit one person. Any more would really kill someone and make them vomit.

It is said that there is a very sad profession in the army called school gunner.

Others thought they didn't have enough bullets and shot too little, but the sad thing about the school gunner was that he felt like vomiting after being hit with bullets.

Anyone who has served in the military knows that the first and second military shooting exercises are completed in the first half of the year, and even the third night exercise cannot be completed until the summer.

So in the next six months, as the troops organize themselves through obstacles, armed cross-country, camping training, and tactical exercises, they will roll around all day long. The weapons in their hands will inevitably collide. These collisions will have an impact on the shooting accuracy, so the troops' Small arms calibration is required every year.

The people who calibrate these guns are gunners.

Not everyone can be a school gunner. Company school gunners are generally selected from among the company's outstanding shooters. Usually each infantry platoon has one to two, and in principle, they are designated by the company platoon leader. The assessment standard is that in several first and second practice shootings, the results are excellent, especially the first practice shooting score is between 1 and 2 rings, and the shooting results have been relatively stable and unchanged for several years.

Therefore, the marksmanship of the school gunners is relatively excellent. They do not need to fire so many live ammunition, but their job is to fire live ammunition constantly. After firing one gun, they will shoot another, and after firing one bullet, they will shoot another. There were hundreds of rounds of bullets every day, and it really made me want to vomit.

Chen Fan has somewhat heard of these things, so one hundred rounds of live ammunition per day is already his limit and cannot be increased any more.

Therefore, he immediately shut up and stopped shouting.

Gao Cheng originally planned to see Chen Fan's joke, but when he saw him like this, he couldn't help but be stunned. He looked Chen Fan up and down, and he was a little confused: "Why don't you want a few bullets?"

"Company Commander, if you say any more, you will really make me vomit!" Chen Fan said with a smile.

Gao Cheng was stunned and tapped Chen Fan with his hand. He wanted to say something, but in the end he just swallowed the rest of his words. He said to Shi Jin: "Platoon Commander Shi, on the day you went to the shooting range, remember Call me!"

"Yes!" Shi Jin straightened his body and answered loudly.

"Company Commander"

At this time, Chengcai finally remembered something and hurriedly stepped forward to ask, but he was so nervous that he stuttered a bit.

Gao Cheng glanced at Chengcai: "You? Just forget it and practice more?"

"Yes." Chengcai replied in a deflated tone, like a deflated ball that suddenly fell limp.

"Report——" Chen Fan shouted.

"Speak!" Gao Cheng looked at Chen Fan with bright eyes.

"Company commander, Comrade Chengcai has been training very hard these days, and his shooting training has reached a level where he can fire live ammunition!" Chen Fan deliberately spoke for Chengcai to win his favor.

"Really?" Gao Cheng was stunned, then turned to look at Chengcai: "Um - Chengcai, can you pick up the gun and let me take a look?"

Chengcai quickly stood up and held the gun.

To be honest, Chengcai's gun-holding posture is still very good. This kid really has some understanding in this aspect, and he has also put in a lot of effort himself, so Gao Cheng took a look and nodded: "Well, Not bad, you can also go and shoot live ammunition!"

"Thank you, company commander!" Chengcai was overjoyed.

He originally wanted to imitate Chen Fan and ask him how many bullets he could shoot, but he swallowed the words as he was about to speak.

He dare not.

Chen Fan is the only one in the entire recruit company who is as bold as Chen Fan.

"Yeah - we can finally fire live ammunition!"

Chengcai was so excited that he couldn't help but scream in his heart. Like Chen Fan, he also had an unparalleled obsession with guns.

"Go to the toilet first, and then come back to practice shooting!" He exhaled, raised his head, and looked in the direction of the toilet.

At this sight, his eyes couldn't help but freeze.

At this time, Chen Fan was surrounded by brothers from Class 5, and people from other classes and even other platoons were also surrounding him.

"Brother Fan, can you tell us how you train? Do you want to shoot live ammunition too?"

"Yes, Brother Fan, tell us about it!"

"Brother Fan, I saw it just now. The company commander really likes you. When you get rich in the future, don't forget about me, brother -"

Listening to his comrades chattering to Chen Fan, Chengcai felt sour and a bit uncomfortable. He was the class deputy of Class 5. He should be the core of Class 5, but now, everyone regards Chen Fan as As the core, he, the deputy squad leader, is useless.

Chengcai frowned.

"Still not strong enough!"

After a moment, he came back to his senses and sighed softly.

After that, he walked with his head down, walking quickly in small steps, taking a detour from another place, and went to the toilet as quickly as possible. After draining the water, he came back. He didn't brag to other people anymore. He had to hurry up. Training, racing against time to improve himself, he wants to prove himself in the subsequent target practice, and he wants everyone to know that he is as talented as Chen Fan.

So he quickly returned to the playground and lay on the ground by himself to study.

"Chengcai, are you practicing your aiming?"

He was concentrating on practicing three points and one line when Wu Liuyi came over and squatted beside him.

He quickly raised his head and grinned with a bright smile: "Squad leader, I want to think more about prone aiming. You told me yesterday. I feel that although I have mastered the theory, the specific operation is still not that good. skilled."

Wu Liuyi was very satisfied after hearing this. He raised his hand and patted his shoulder, signaling him to get up.

Chengcai stood up and Wu Liuyi lay down, demonstrating and teaching at the same time.

Chengcai listened very seriously and nodded from time to time.

That night, at eleven o'clock, everyone went to bed, but Chengcai got up quietly and tiptoed out of the dormitory.

"Chengcai?" Wu Liuyi shouted.

"Monitor, are you still awake?" Chengcai was startled.

"You want to go to the bathroom?"

Chengcai hesitated for a moment, but still answered truthfully: "Squad leader, I don't know what's wrong. I can't sleep, so I want to go out and practice shooting?"

"Practice shooting?" Wu Liuyi was stunned: "You don't even have a gun, how can you practice?"

"I found a wooden stick in the back mountain during the day, which is similar to a gun. I practiced with that!"

Wu Liuyi was stunned for a moment, then he stood up, put on his clothes, and followed Wu Liuyi to the playground.

"Chengcai, are you a little unconvinced?" Wu Liu asked as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Ah?" Chengcai was startled and looked at Wu Liuyi in horror.

But Wu Liuyi didn't see him as a talented person. He just looked at the dark mountains in the distance. After being silent for a long time, he said: "When I entered the army, I was nothing. I was not as tall as the others, and I was not as tall as the others." The others were smart, their education level was not high, and their physical fitness was not the best. That’s why when I came to the Seventh Steel Company, I was nothing, not even the top ten, but I just wasn’t convinced. How could someone else be number one? I can't? I want to be number one, why can't I be number one?"

Chengcai looked at Wu Liuyi in shock.

But Wu Liuyi still didn't look at him, and just murmured: "So, I trained hard, and I can't compare to others in other aspects, so I will spend more time and sweat more than others. Others can easily run five kilometers within 20 minutes, but I can't, but I can run more and practice more. I have run more than 5,000 kilometers in total, and I don't know how many pairs of shoes I have broken. Finally, I got it. The company headquarters is first, the regiment headquarters is first, and the division headquarters is second!”

Chengcai was at a loss at first, but soon he understood. He nodded heavily: "Monitor, I understand, and I will work harder than anyone else! I am just like you, I am not convinced either. Why can’t I be number one!”

Wu Liuyi finally withdrew his gaze and looked at Chengcai, but he still didn't speak. He just raised his hand and patted his shoulder heavily.

(End of this chapter)