Bright Sword: Hosting the independent regiment, all become special forces

Chapter 17 Shooting Training and Testing

"Deputy platoon leader, go, make arrangements, and find a way to make a few targets. I thought about it last night. Soldiers should start with the most basic ones."

"Yes!"

Last night, everyone brought back the eight wolves that had turned into corpses.

Because it was too late, the wolf meat hadn't been processed yet.

This morning, the soldiers and fellow villagers processed the wolf meat, and with the help of the fellow villagers, weaved three human-shaped targets out of straw. In fact, it was not difficult to make. Leng tree trunk.

After tying it with hemp rope, fill it with thatch.

"Platoon leader, the two sentinels who were sent out brought back two people and asked you to go and have a look."

Hearing this, Zhang Wei put down the rifle in his hand: "Go and see what's going on."

Shi Dafan and Zhao Hualong stood up and saluted, "Hello, sir."

"You are?"

"Shi Dafan, former senior soldier of the 88th Division."

"The original 87th division private, Zhao Hualong."

"Brothers from the Central Army, why did you come to Northwest Shanxi?"

"The troops were dispersed. We followed the people and fled all the way."

When Zhang Wei heard it, hey, this setting is a bit familiar, isn’t it the same as him?Fleeing to the Great Northwest.

"I'm Zhang Wei, platoon leader of the first battalion, second company and third platoon of the new first regiment of the 129th brigade of the 386th division. What are your plans?"

Shi Dafan and Zhao Hualong looked at each other: "We want to join you in fighting devils."

Zhang Wei nodded and agreed: "Success! Welcome."

Da Zhuang on the side hurriedly said: "Platoon leader, you haven't confirmed their identities yet? What if they are devils..."

Zhang Wei sighed pretendingly, "No need to confirm, I am very familiar with this military uniform. I have worn it before, and it is almost worn out so I can't recognize it."

"Tell me what you know? I'll find you something to do."

"Report to the platoon leader, I used to be a medical soldier, and I know first aid on the battlefield. My family has ten generations of Chinese medicine practitioners, and I know everything about Chinese medicine."

Seeing that Zhang Wei had his eyes on himself, Zhao Hualong said, "I know how to lay mines and make mines, but I'm not very good at anything else."

"Succeed, our platoon just doesn't have a full-time medical soldier, Shi Dafan, you follow Da Zhuang, Zhao Hualong, you contact the folks in the village. See if you can produce gunpowder mines or something."

"Yes!"

The military uniforms of the two were not only stained with blood but also with mud.

Zhang Wei sent two people to the regiment headquarters to report to Ding Wei about the expansion of the army.

There are quite a few young people in the village who want to join Zhang Wei and the others as an Eighth Route Army.

"Damn, let me make a long story short. When you give the gun and wolf legs to the commander this time, remember to bring back at least twenty sets of new military uniforms. Do you understand?"

"Platoon leader, we can't even carry twenty sets of military uniforms."

"If you move your head, you won't let the comrades in the regiment give it away? They don't have any combat missions anyway, so what's the matter with giving us the military uniform?"

"Yes!"

In the afternoon, there was shooting training.

The training effect card and the shooting training card are used together, and the effect is multiplied by 6 times. Zhang Wei doesn't believe it. If they practice at this pace, can they all be sharpshooters?

"See the target over there? While you are training, fellow villagers are still stepping up production.

Hitting the head and chest is 10 rings, and other places are 5 rings. Three shots with more than 10 rings, eating meat.

Those who hit the devil's head within three shots will eat more meat at night, and those who miss it will only have soup at night! "

Zhang Wei glanced at the crowd, and then looked at the two brothers Wang Zhen, Shi Dafan, and Zhao Hualong next to him: "You four will also participate today, let's see how your shooting skills are."

"Yes."

The deputy platoon leader Xizi also gave them guns, but he didn't give them before because he was a little worried about their identities.

"Everyone takes 20 rounds of ammunition first to practice, don't waste it, aim and shoot."

"Xizi, you take two people over there to prepare for the target. The trench has been dug over there. Don't show up until you hear the order."

"Yes!"

Gunshots rang out one after another, and Wang Zhen's two brothers' brains seemed to grow bigger when they heard it.

Wang Zhen came to Zhang Wei's side and called softly, "Grandpa Balu."

"Call the platoon leader. Although you are still wearing the clothes of the puppet army, you are also an Eighth Route Army soldier now."

"Yes, platoon leader." Wang Zhen paused, as if he was a little afraid of Zhang Wei, but he still said: "Platoon leader, can we two brothers not participate in this training, we two brothers can just drink soup."

"No, you must participate in group training."

"Yes!"

After a while, all the bullets in the guns were finished, and there was no such thing as target paper for the time being, and the conditions were relatively difficult.

But the central circle was also drawn by the bayonet on the wooden board, and the scarecrow must not be enough.

"Who will come first?"

Da Zhuang stepped forward, wanting to set an example for everyone "I!"

Three shots were fired.

"Target."

"25 rings, one to the head, one to the chest, and one to the thigh."

Zhang Wei nodded in satisfaction: "That's right, let's find fellow villagers to help with the cooking."

This level is no worse than the marksmanship of the devil soldiers.

However, these are all prone positions. Standing and squatting positions have not been tested yet, and this can be said to be a state of full physical fitness.

If it is a sports encounter, can you achieve such a result?

Everything needs further training, after all, it is the first day of static target training, Zhang Wei decided to proceed step by step.

"Xiao Qin, ring 21, eat meat. Go and help cook."

"Yes!"

"Next person!"

"Wang Zhen!"

clap clap clap!
The gunshots rang out very quickly.

"Report the target!"

"Report! Three shots missed the target!"

The recoil of the [-]-type rifle can be said to be really much smaller.

This Wang Zhen's daily appetite is not smaller than others, and his physique is also normal, why is his marksmanship so poor.

Wang Zhen scratched his head, he was the "No.1" in the platoon with three misses.

"Platoon leader, let me just say that my marksmanship is not good. My eyesight is not very good."

Zhang Wei took a closer look at Wang Zhen's eyes, and found that his eyes seemed a little blurred, which should be... astigmatism.

Damn, one has bad eyesight and the other can't speak, these two brothers are really looking like crouching dragons and phoenixes.

"Go and help."

"Yes!"

Wang Zhen has some problems. His younger brother Wang Lei's marksmanship is good, and he scored 17 points with three shots, which also meets the standard of eating meat.

After a burst of gunshots, Zhang Wei looked at Shi Dafan and said, "Go up and try."

"Yes!"

Shi Dafan aimed the gun and pulled the trigger in one go.

The scarecrow's head flew out at once.

"Hiss!" There are still a few soldiers who are still gasping, this marksmanship is too accurate.

And I didn't prepare much at all, and it smelled like a long queue.

"Deputy platoon leader, move the target back 50 meters."

"Yes!"

"Bang!" Another shot, the bullet passed through the devil's chest.

"Move back another 50 meters."

"Yes!"

"boom!"

Another shot in the chest, Zhang Wei nodded, and looked at the other soldiers of the first squad: "Well, Shi Dafan, will you be convinced when you become the deputy squad leader in the future?"

"I'm convinced, I'm convinced, but the platoon leader, Brother Da Zhuang has always wanted Xiao Qin to be the deputy squad leader."

"Don't worry, there are several young people in the village who want to join our Eighth Route Army to fight devils. I'm thinking about recruiting them all. Shi Dafan will be the third squad leader by then."

"Yes!"

"You boys, hurry up and test it, now there are only wooden targets left, with ten rings in the middle, decreasing in order, let me be more serious.

(End of this chapter)