Uncle Hong walked over, and Li Anran saw a scene that stunned him. I saw Old Man Hong dismantling several guns on the table three times, five by two, and in just over two minutes, leaving a pile of parts spread out on the table.
Genzi came in with a few cardboard boxes. He seemed to be used to the scene in the room. He put the boxes on the table and said, "One thousand rifle bullets, one thousand pistol bullets." , come back and collect it after it’s all gone.”
Li Anran didn’t understand, this is a bullet, is it so casual? "Brother Genzi, there are so many bullets... What if someone asks?"
"Who asks? After the shooting, I will write a report and your uncle will approve it. We have more than 30,000 people in the capital. The militia is under the command of your uncle."
Li Anran was confused, "Shouldn't the militia be under the control of the Armed Forces Department?"
"Those scoundrels from the Armed Forces Department, see you. Isn't your uncle standing at attention?"
"Huh?"
Genzi said with a strange expression, "Your uncle is the military commander of the Northeast Military Region. The only one alive who has first-class merit. Who dares to stab someone in the Armed Forces?"
Li Anran was stunned. He really didn't know that his uncle was actually the King of Soldiers. First class merit winner. There is a war going on in the south, so it is still possible to get first-class merit alive. Why does uncle? By the way, is it the war against the Great White Bear?
While they were talking, Old Uncle Hong had already reassembled the gun, "Genzi, the gun is well maintained."
Genzi grinned, revealing his eight front teeth, " Even though I have been out of the army for so many years, my basic skills are still there."
"Come here." Uncle Hong waved to Li Anran, "I'll take it apart and put it together again. You have a try."
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Li Anran followed the instructions and carefully watched Old Man Hong dismantle the gun. He understood it after just one time. Then under the supervision of Uncle Hong, he began to dismantle it on his own.
"If you want to be a good shooter, you must first become familiar with the gun and realize that it is one with you. From today on, don't let the gun leave your body, and hold it even when sleeping." Zai Hong Under the old man's nagging, Li Anran began to repeat the disassembly and assembly actions over and over again.
An hour later, Uncle Hong and Genzi both had surprised looks in their eyes. Genzi couldn't help but ask, "Boy, have you ever played with a gun before?"
"No, The first time I touched a gun. ”
Li Anran had three major hobbies in his previous life. The first was camping and cross-country. When I was working in Germany, I participated in several UTMB competitions, which is the Tour of Mont Blanc cross-country challenge, and my best result was third place. He ended the sport after an accidental injury during training.
The second is live ammunition shooting. It can be said that men's love for shooting is unreasonable. While studying for his PhD at Ami, he joined a local shooting club.I received rigorous training there and participated in the USPSA practical shooting competition. Although my results were not at the top level, they were pretty good.
The third thing is lust... I have contact with all skin colors, the natural color of a man, plus the richness of gold, so... it's understandable, right?
Uncle Hong was actually very shocked when he saw that Li Anran had become highly familiar with the firearms in his hands in a short period of time. He instinctively suspected that this kid was a master of firearms, but thinking about how unfamiliar he was at the beginning, his suspicions were shaken. Perhaps a more reasonable explanation is that this kid is a monster-level genius.
Li Anran actually didn't like the Type 54 pistol in his hand. It was powerful enough, but the side effect was that the recoil was too great, and the accuracy of the second shot during consecutive firings could not be guaranteed at all. The shooting philosophy he accepted is that the first shot only needs to hit, and the second shot must ensure accuracy, which is far from the current philosophy.
His favorite pistol is the Glock 17, which is light in weight and highly accurate. With a few adaptability modifications, it can achieve a state of integration between man and gun.
As for the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle, Li Anran had shot it several times out of curiosity. He could only say that he had experience with it, but he was not familiar with it. This gun has many advantages, but also many shortcomings. As the first weapon in the Dragon Kingdom that was imitated and developed by itself and equipped in large quantities, it can only be considered acceptable, far from being excellent.
In his previous life, he liked to use the HK416 the most, and he also tried the latest rifle of the Dragon Kingdom, the QBZ191. No matter which one he compared to the Type 56 in his hand... it can only be said that the times have advanced so fast.
"Take bullets and go to the shooting range to shoot a few shots and give it a try." Uncle Hong stopped Li Anran's disassembly and assembly training.
Genzi's curiosity was aroused, and she volunteered to help get the bullets, and went to the shooting range to watch Li Anran shoot. Uncle Hong didn't object, so the three of them got in the car. Not far after leaving the village, they saw a small slope.
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The car stopped in front of the slope. Uncle Hong picked up a red brick and threw it on the ground. "Did you see the tree stump in front? Let's try shooting a few times."
Genzi took out a few rounds of bullets from the carton, watched Li Anran load them one by one, lay down behind the red bricks, and began to aim and shoot.
The series of actions were very irregular, but they felt very reasonable. I couldn't help but look at Old Man Hong, only to find that there seemed to be something special in Mr. Hong's eyes.
"Pa..." As the gunfire rang out, a cloud of dust flew up from the slope, and the dark tree stump seemed to have a new color.
Uncle Hong squinted and said, "Fire five rounds, then step back a hundred meters and continue."
As the gunshots continued to sound, Li Anran's position also retreated again and again. He retreated until he was 400 meters back. Uncle Hong, who was observing with a telescope, seemed to be relieved. Because this time the score was 3 out of 5, with two shots flying.
The reason why he was relieved was because these two bullets knocked Li Anran down from the divine world to the mortal world. If he still gets perfect grades, he will doubt his own knowledge.
However, he has already seen one thing. This is not the first time Li Anran has touched a gun as he said. Some small movements during shooting cannot fool people. Only those who are familiar with firearms to a certain extent can Talent makes those moves. Although Li Anran's shooting level has not reached the top level, he is definitely excellent. This is not a level that a first-time shooter can achieve, and even a genius can't achieve it.
He did not ask Li Anran. He was so sophisticated that he naturally knew the disadvantages of being too curious.
"Today's training is to fire two hundred rounds, then run twenty kilometers with a gun on your back, and eat when you are done." This was Uncle Hong's order.
Next to him, Genzi stuck out his tongue and said, "Boy, just shoot, there are enough bullets." He was a little surprised in his heart. He had been a soldier for six years and he had not fired more than a hundred bullets. Uncle Hong actually If you ask for 200 rounds a day, will your shoulder be okay tomorrow?
Li Anran was also cursing in his heart, even though he knew that good shooters were fed with bullets, but firing two hundred rounds of Type 56 rifle ammunition was not training, but corporal punishment.
Although he was secretly complaining, his attitude was still very good. Every shot was aimed and fired without hesitation.
Uncle Hong, who had been watching for a while, couldn't help but nodded slightly. His evaluation of this little guy was a little higher in his heart, but the expression on his face became more serious.
Two hours later, Li Anran's shoulder was already a little red and swollen. No one's shoulder could bear the impact of two hundred times. Not only did my shoulders hurt, my fingers were also stiff, and my elbows on the ground also felt pain due to friction.
"Start from here and run thirty times around the village."
Li Anran put his gun on his back and heard Uncle Hong's order, but he didn't care much about it. In his previous life, he was known for his endurance, and he was still the same in this life, and he didn't know why. Although twenty kilometers was tiring, it was not difficult for him.
After he ran for a while, he realized that he was wrong, very wrong. The rifle on his back kept hitting his back while he was running, and it hurt so much that he could only press the straps with his hands. As a result, his running posture changed, making it obviously difficult.
Fortunately, Uncle Hong had no other requirements. Even if he knew that this kid was slacking off after running to the other side of the village, he pretended not to know.
As the sky gradually turned dark, Li Anran ended the first day of training.
After dinner, I washed up in a hurry and went to bed to rest.
As soon as his head hit the pillow, he fell asleep with the gun in his arms.
Early the next morning, Li Anran was awakened from his deep sleep. I didn't even eat breakfast, so I went to the threshing floor at the head of the village and practiced stone locks with a few villagers.
This time it will cost him his life. How many generations will he die?My son had never played with this thing before. He couldn't control it at all at first and made a lot of jokes. It wasn't until he was sweating profusely that he followed Mr. Hong home for breakfast.