under fire

Chapter 740 Monkey Instructor
In enemy-occupied areas, there are no conditions for recruits to undergo live ammunition training, but it is no problem to practice bombing and stabbing.

The monkey was looking at the white circle 25 meters away with a straight face. None of the action members of the public security team could throw it into the circle, and most of them couldn't throw the grenade without gunpowder at the first point of 20 meters. The distance of more than meters!

"You're so nervous, you just throw ten meters? What a disgrace to the action team!" Zhao Caixia next to her cursed, and couldn't help laughing

The fighters of the action team blushed, dazed, and worried.

The soldiers next to him followed suit, and they forgot that they were equally uneasy when they dropped live ammunition for the first time.

Militiamen kept coming to report, and after Director Xu explained, the militiamen joined the public security team being trained.

Throwing a grenade is different from shooting with live ammunition. When you shoot a gun, you shoot the target. Shooting the target is fun, but the target will not hit you. Yan'er, everyone knows that the grenade will explode, and most soldiers will panic when they throw the bomb for the first time, and even their whole body will feel weak and their legs will tremble.

The trained fighters were all holding back their laughter, knowing in their hearts that the monkey still had a big move!

I'm coming.
The monkey instructor, who was always cheerful and smiling, suddenly ordered loudly: "Assemble!"

Fortunately, the public security team usually trains, but the requirement is that there is no Jiulian Gao, and the team is fairly neat.

Even the militiamen who just came here, although their movements are a bit awkward, there is no problem with the basic formation.

The monkey stood in front of the queue, and after the numbers were reported, the monkey took off a live ammunition from his chest, unscrewed the back cover in front of the public security soldiers and militiamen, broke the moisture-proof paper in the barrel, took out the matchlock, and put the fire ring on it. On the pinky finger, then hold the handle up high.

The public security soldiers in front were a little nervous, and the monkey smiled with satisfaction: "Everyone, watch out, this is the situation of preparing to pull the fire before dropping the bomb!"

While talking, maybe he didn't hold the grenade firmly, the palm of the hand that was holding the grenade suddenly loosened, and the grenade fell from his hand in a somersault.

The militia line immediately became chaotic. Some people lay down on the ground, and a few left the line and ran out immediately, all of them turned pale.

The soldiers of the public security team did not move, and the soldiers who watched the excitement around did not move, covering their mouths and laughing. The monkey looked at the panicked team and laughed.

The militiamen lying on the ground waited for a long time before realizing that the situation was a bit strange, so they quickly stood up and rejoined the team.

The grenade was still hanging on the little finger of the skinny monkey's right hand, with the warhead pointing down and being hung by the matchlock. It didn't smoke or make any noise, and it swayed left and right in mid-air.

The monkey smiled and said, "I'm quite nervous. Look at it, everyone. I pulled out the fire rope of the grenade. Everyone, remember that it takes about ten catties of strength to pull the grenade on fire. The grenade is only a catty." Heavy, not strong enough, can't pull the fire at all! Do you understand?"

"Understood!" The soldiers of the public security team answered in unison.

The militiamen were half a beat behind, and replied sparsely: "Understood."

"Since it can't catch fire, it can't blow up! So this grenade won't blow up at all, remember it! Don't take out a grenade in the future, pull out the ring and throw it out. This is the first step!"

The monkey stopped for a while holding the grenade and continued: "The second step is to pull the fire. There are two ways. One is to pull the pull ring with the left hand and throw it out after tearing it off. When throwing a bomb, hang the pull ring on the little finger, hook the little finger tightly when throwing, open the arm fully and swing it in a circle, and throw it towards the enemy. The grenade has a delay, about five seconds."

"How long is five seconds?" Finally, a militiaman asked the question.

The monkey was a little speechless, and the militia organized by the public security team was too kind: "Five seconds?"

While speaking, the little finger of his left hand hooked the pull ring, pulled it violently, and then continued: "One two. Three. Four. Five!"

This time it was the turn of the public security team soldier to lie on the ground: "Why don't you throw it away?"

The tail of the grenade was emitting smoke.

"Throw it quickly!" Seeing this, a soldier lying on the ground rushed forward and reached out to snatch the grenade from the monkey's hand.

The two fell down directly, and the monkey's right hand and the grenade were held in the arms of the soldier and pressed to the ground.

After a long while, the soldier realized that the soldiers who were watching the scene were laughing and the atmosphere reached its peak.

The monkey stood up, patted the dirt on his body, and kicked the dumbfounded soldier next to him: "Do you know why it can't be blown up?"

"It should be a dud!" The guy on the ground came back to his senses, his legs were still shaking, and he was helped up by the public security soldiers next to him.

Another soldier said: "No, the possibility of the grenade not firing is very small, but this one, there is no explosive in the warhead."

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The monkey didn't say right or wrong: "Do you understand everything?"

"Understood!" Everyone quickly replied.

The monkey listened with satisfaction: "Listen up, everyone. Soldiers must be familiar with guns and ammunition. Throwing grenades is the most basic skill. If you go to the battlefield, if you don't even know how to use grenades, isn't that bullshit? If the enemy is far away, you can shoot him, but if the enemy is close, you can’t take the urine, right? We have to blow him up with a grenade, understand?”

"clear."

"It's useless to just understand, it's the mule or the horse pulling it out for a walk!" The monkey said while beckoning to the soldiers next to him.

A box of grenades was sent over by a soldier next to him.

"There are twenty grenades here, the militiamen who don't know how to use them come out, and those who know how to use them quickly stand aside for me!" The monkey shouted at the team: "Practice dropping bombs!"

The basic training of grenade training is to throw coach bombs. There are many capable people in the [-]th company. Pour out the explosives and it will be the coach bomb. Soldiers who have not been tested in actual combat can easily throw the grenade out because of nervousness on the battlefield. Then pinch it in your hand and don't throw it away.

The key is to be familiar.

The soldiers who watched the excitement knew that someone must be kicked again, looking forward to it.

Soldiers lined up one after another to drop the bombs. After throwing the grenades, some stood still, some lay on the ground to watch the excitement, and some muttered. The throwing distances were equally different.

Fortunately, none of them threw it at their feet.

After these guys finished throwing away, the monkey finally stepped forward: "Come, come, tell us about your experience!"

"It's not difficult, the action is essential, poke the moisture-proof paper, pull the fire, throw it out, and it will explode in about five seconds!" said a public security soldier.

"The throwing action should be standard. Try to open your arms so that you can throw it far."

"Throw it fast, don't throw it at your feet!"

The monkey nodded: "Okay, all of you can do twenty push-ups on the spot."

A public security soldier was unconvinced: "Why?"

The monkey kicked over with a straight face: "Do you think you can? Throw a grenade, what are you looking at at the fifth second? Ah? Do you want to watch the fireworks? Or do you want to see the enemy's arm blown into the sky? Get ready Pick it up and make soup?"

"I will remember!" The soldier blushed and replied loudly.

"And next to you is your comrade-in-arms. Is his posture correct? I saw you laughing. Have you corrected his movements? If his hand slips and the grenade falls to the ground, it will blow you to pieces!"

"Yes!" The soldier's face was dark, and he was scolded for his strength.

"Now, you go to demonstrate the standard movements." The monkey's voice was harsh, and I really didn't know how it could make such a loud sound from its small body, which made the soldiers' ears buzz.

This soldier has good tactical moves. He is definitely a veteran of the battlefield. After throwing the grenade, he put his arms on the ground and put his hands on his head.

However, finding their thorns is a piece of cake for monkeys.
After twenty push-ups.

Next is the three-position bombing.
(End of this chapter)