Bright Sword's Bloody War of Resistance

Chapter 123 One-up King Wei Dayong Sharpshooter Thief Nine

It is located in the west empty lot of Chenjiayu Village.

Jing Dagang was appointed by Zhou Weihan as the commander-in-chief of the contest. According to the procedure, the individual contest will be contested first, and the fighters participating in the contest are drawing lots.

"Captain, the wind is relatively strong now, should we wait for the wind to calm down and start shooting with live ammunition?" Jing Dagang asked for instructions.

"No, what kind of bad weather can be encountered on the battlefield, can we choose this, and proceed normally!" Zhou Weihan said.

"Yes"

The grenade throwing area is marked with five white dividing lines, 30 meters, 40 meters, 50 meters, 60 meters, and 70 meters. Each section has a white circle with a diameter of three meters, with a white center dotted in the middle.

In order to be closer to actual combat, the soldiers throwing methods are divided into three types, the first is throwing lying on the ground, the second is throwing on the spot, and the third is run-up throwing, each with two chances, comprehensive evaluation.

The Gong grenade used by the soldiers is an imitation of the German M24 series of long-handled grenades, and the detonation time is four to five seconds.

It began to be equipped with troops in large quantities in 1939. Its main feature is that the projectile body is short, only 0.22 meters, which is two-thirds of the M24, and its weight is only 450 grams, which is about 24% of the M[-]. The shape of the wooden handle is also the same. Made adjustments to make it more portable.

The Gong grenade was mass-produced and used during the Anti-Japanese War. Compared with the M24, it is more in line with the arm strength and physical strength of Chinese soldiers. It is deeply loved by Chinese soldiers. The disadvantage is that it is less powerful than the genuine M24 and British and American grenades. 50 grams of TNT, but it is also much stronger than the hand grenades made by the Eighth Route Army in the border area.

In later generations, there is a special assessment standard for the distance of soldiers throwing grenades. 30 meters, 35 meters and 40 meters correspond to the three grades of "pass, good, and excellent" respectively. Throwing distances exceeding 50 meters will be officially stamped " Bomberman".

For example, in "Bright Sword", Li Yunlong once said an intriguing sentence. He said, "Even a girl can throw at least 30 meters."

In fact, it’s a bit nonsense, especially in the trenches on the flat ground. In this age when there is no oil and water and no food to eat, most fighters cannot throw this distance without long-term training.

According to records, our army's highest grenade throwing record reached 102 meters, and this distance still holds the record.

The soldiers were grouped in groups of ten, with an interval of five to six meters.

The soldiers on the field are basically big-bodied. Throwing a grenade is not only a technical job, but also a physical job. If you squat in a trench, you can't throw it far without any arm strength.

"Hey, who does this fighter belong to?" Li Yunlong looked at a slightly thin fighter on the field and asked.

"In our regiment, this soldier is called Wang Gensheng. Regardless of his thin body, he is a good hand at throwing grenades. He can hit anywhere within [-] meters. He is more accurate than the little devil's grenades!" Kong Jie praised.

"That's really a good hand!" Li Yunlong knew that for the first time he didn't break up with Kong Jie.

"Okay" There was a roar on the field.

It turned out that a soldier threw it more than 60 meters away with a run-up, and he threw it accurately into the circle.

"Which regiment is this soldier from?" The brigade commander who had watched the game turned around and asked.

Zhou Weihan pushed aside the crowd and said, "Hey, this is a soldier from our new second regiment. The guard even cooks. This guy usually turns over a big pot to cook for everyone. I know he has strong arms, but I didn't expect to be able to throw it so well." allow."

"Old Zhou, you are burying talents. It's a pity that you let such a good soldier stay in the cooking class. Let him follow me as a guard!" Li Yunlong was sour, and directly asked Zhou Weihan for someone.

"Fuck you, my guards can even pull out any soldier to be the squad leader, even the cooking squad." Zhou Weihan said with a little satisfaction.

On the other side, there was a one-on-one bayonet fight, and the scene was even more intense, with several circles of people inside and outside.

There are ten teams fighting on the field. It is summer now. In order to reduce the unnecessary casualties of the soldiers, the fighters participating in the competition are all wearing cotton clothes on their upper bodies. They use wooden guns that are usually used for training. Lime on.

The most attractive person on the field was Wei Dayong. At this time, he was already the fourth opponent in the round. He found an opportunity for the first three opponents within a few rounds, hit the vital point, and fell to the ground.

In the fourth round of the competition, among the twelve fighters on the field, all of them are masters.

The two people on the field were taking small steps, their guns pointed down, observing each other carefully, Wei Dayong saw that the other seemed a little impatient, deliberately missed a flaw, and staggered.

The opponent made a thrust, and the wooden gun in his hand was placed horizontally on Wei Dayong's gun, and he went straight to the vital point. Unexpectedly, Wei Dayong held the gun with one hand, turned around halfway, and the butt of the gun directly hit the opponent's thigh, followed by a sweeping leg. Knock him down neatly.

"Okay" There was a burst of applause on the field.

Those present were all knowledgeable. Judging from the strength shown by Wei Dayong in the previous two games, at the moment when the two wooden guns were put together, Wei Dayong could completely grasp the opponent's wooden gun and hit the vital point directly.

"Brother, are you alright?" Wei Dayong asked with concern as he helped his opponent up.

"It's okay, comrade. I'm Liu Dazhu from the new regiment. I'm also a good bayonet fighter in our regiment. I didn't expect to meet an expert."

"Wei Dayong of the New Second Regiment." The two exchanged a military salute and formally introduced themselves.

"What's the origin of this Wei Dayong? He really has two tricks. His movements are steady, precise, ruthless, and clean." Someone in the crowd asked.

"Haha, this is the guard of our regiment leader. He is a scumbag. In our round of heads-up, few people are his opponents. According to him, he used to be a monk in Shaolin Temple for several years, and his martial arts skills are very good. Got it." The soldiers of the New Second Regiment on the side introduced Wei Dayong's origin.

"Damn it, I said why is he so powerful, so he has studied art in Shaolin Temple! It seems that he must be the first!" Everyone exclaimed.

The individual competitions on the field were in full swing, and the three of Zhou Weihan followed the deputy chief of staff and the brigade commander around.

"That's right, you three regiments are really capable! It seems that your usual team is leading well." The brigade commander said with a smile.

Li Yunlong looked at the smiling face of the brigade commander, and felt a sudden in his heart: "Brigade commander, what is this? It can't be compared with you, brigade commander."

"Li Yunlong, don't put a high hat on me, praise you, you just go ahead, but I can say something ugly first, praise you a few words, don't get carried away, what kind of trouble will you give me when you turn around? I won't let it go You." The brigade commander kept a straight face, looking for an opportunity to beat Li Yunlong.

"Brigade Commander, this is really a great injustice. During this period of time, we have kept ourselves safe and done our duty, for fear of violating discipline." Li Yunlong argued.

"Hehe, I hope it's as you said. If I hear that you and the political commissar are not getting along well and have conflicts, be careful and I will dismiss you." The brigade commander said.

Li Yunlong shrank his neck and dared not speak anymore. Although this guy is usually bullish, he still needs to be dealt with by the brigade commander.

"Hey, which regiment is this sharpshooter from?" The deputy chief of staff pointed to Thieves Nine and asked back.

"Chief of Staff, this is Zhang San, my guard." Zhou Weihan didn't dare to call Thieves Nine's number directly, for fear of causing unnecessary misunderstandings.

"He is a good seedling with the potential to be a sniper. A real sniper should not only be accurate with marksmanship, but also should be integrated with the surrounding environment and free from outside interference." The deputy chief of staff praised.

At this time, the shooting team had already entered the last round. The wind was not too big, but it was not too small. The loess blown by the wind could easily interfere with the line of sight.

The target position has been moved from 300 meters to 500 meters away. Each person has a three-shot chance. Just now, Thief Nine has already fired the first shot and hit the bull's-eye. The others are still waiting for the opportunity.

At this time, Thieves Nine was lying on the ground with his face facing the sky, his eyes half-closed, his tongue sticking out slightly, feeling the direction of the wind, completely ignoring what people around him were saying about his strange behavior, and there were constant gunshots around him.

Thief Nine suddenly turned around, straightened his posture, pulled the bolt, and pulled the trigger, barely aiming, and hit the bull's-eye.

Immediately judged.

　When I checked the data, I saw that the highest record for throwing a grenade was 102 meters. Is this kind of special grenade used? Otherwise, wouldn’t the grenade explode when it was forty or fifty meters away?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)