Riverside Police.

Chapter 42 Live ammunition
The twelfth team of the farm is next to the Yangtze River.

To the east is a large mound of earth, to the south is a thatch-covered river beach, and there are few people around. It has been used by the county armed forces department as the militia training base for the fourth factory and several surrounding townships.

From two o'clock in the afternoon, the crisp sound of gunfire kept echoing along the river.

Five days ago, I shot a 100-meter fixed target. Today is the second live ammunition shooting. The difficulty factor has increased. I hit a 50-meter moving target.

Same as last time, in groups of five.

Director Lei of the Human Armed Forces Department of Sichang Township and Staff Officer Liu of the Military Department of the County Armed Forces Department confirmed that each of them had distributed five rounds of ammunition. One used a temporary wired phone to contact the target target hiding in the tunnel ahead, and the other gave orders.

"The second group of the second class of the third row!"

"stand at attention."

"Take a break."

"Gun inspection!"

The militiamen who participated in the training were all seventeen or eighteen years old, and Han Yu was the shortest, standing at the southernmost side.

Although Liang Xiaoyu's family was difficult and he suffered from malnutrition when he was a child, he was the tallest and stood at the northernmost side of the queue.

He fired five rounds last time, and he missed three of them. The company commander and instructor were very upset.

Han Yu was worried that he would be criticized if he didn't play well today, so he couldn't help but take a look.

"Han Yu, what are you doing?"

"Report to Minister Lei, nothing has been done."

"Live ammunition is being fired, focus."

"Yes!"

Han Yu didn't dare to be distracted anymore. Under Minister Lei's command, he quickly reloaded the magazine, lay down, adjusted his breathing, aligned the three points, aimed at the moving target, pulled the bolt, and calculated the reserved amount. Point and shoot.

Pole!
As the trigger was pulled, the bullet flew to the target like an off-string arrow, and the recoil slammed the shoulder.

Keep aiming, keep shooting.

After five bullets were fired, he lay on the ground and could not move.

It wasn't until all the comrades around him finished shooting that Minister Lei gave the order to stand up, collect the guns, check the guns, and return to the team.

At this time, the target reporter reported the results by phone.

Instructor Huang, who joined the army in [-], went to the front line of Laoshan Mountain in [-], and won the third-class meritorious service, Teacher Huang of the County Armed Forces Department, reported his results in a rhythmic tone:
"No. 42 position, 26 rings! No. 35 position, [-] rings! No. [-] position, [-] rings..."

Moving target, five bullets can hit 42 points, this result is very good.

Minister Lei couldn't help laughing and said, "Han Yu, you played well, you didn't embarrass Xu Suo."

"Thank you, Minister Lei!"

"If you praise you, your tail will go up to the sky. Lead the team into the queue, and prepare for the third group!"

Han Yu is also very happy to be able to hit 42 rings.

What is even more gratifying is that after all the comrades in arms in the three platoons have finished shooting targets, they can return the Type [-] semi-automatic rifles that they have memorized for ten days to the cadres of the armed forces, and return to the old school building of the farm primary school where they stayed for twelve days to participate in the commendation meeting. Then you can pack your luggage and take the big truck that arrived at noon back to the fourth factory.

While being happy, he was a little bit reluctant, after all, as long as it is a boy, no one has a dream of being a soldier.

In the past twelve days, although it was only militia training, although it was very difficult, it also fulfilled the dream of a green military camp.

As for hardship, it is all-round.

The first is the accommodation conditions. There are no beds in the almost abandoned old school buildings. We can only find wheat straw or straw to spread on the ground, and then spread the bedding brought from the institute. A dozen people sleep together in Datong bunk.

The food is much worse than that in the institute. Meals are divided into shifts, and the washbasins are used to cook food and vegetables and soup, and put them on the ground in a circle of ten people, squatting to eat.

Steamed buns and porridge in the morning and evening, a big pot of vegetables and a soup at noon, only the last shooting and today's shooting improved the food, and a small pot of braised pork was added at noon.

It is worth mentioning that washbasins are used for serving rice, vegetables and soup, and washbasins are also used for washing face and feet.

I didn't get used to it at first, and I didn't want to eat it when I saw it.Now I'm used to it, and I can eat anything when I'm hungry.

The training is more difficult, and the subjects are arranged very tightly.

Queuing training, crossing obstacles, dismantling guns, fighting bayonets, shooting live ammunition, dropping bombs, binding explosives, laying mines...

Even soil work, trench digging, fortifications, and position defense training are required.We must also learn military common sense such as three defenses (anti-chemical, nuclear, and anti-bacterial).

I have to do exercises in the morning, and I have to roll call and comment in the evening. I am exhausted every day.

The amount of food was twice as much as before, and they fell asleep when they lay down at night. Liang Xiaoyu's feet stink, and whether they snore or not, they don't care at all.

As for attire, the militiamen do not have uniforms.

He was wearing work clothes for ship repairs, with a small piece of cloth stamped with the words "Linghai Militia" pinned to his chest, a canvas ammunition carrying tool tied around his waist, leggings on his legs, and liberation shoes brought from the station.

Even though it was tough, it still felt rewarding and I made a lot of friends.

Even Liang Xiaoyu, who is shy and afraid to speak, has let go after these [-] days of training, and his voice is the loudest every time he sings.

Just as he was thinking about whether he could be commended at the commendation meeting later, the sound of a motorcycle engine suddenly came from afar.

"Who?"

"Looks like a police officer."

"Salted fish, do you recognize him?"

Han Yu grinned and said, "It's our director."

Liang Xiaoyu also saw it, and smiled while holding the gun.

During the shooting period, the surrounding area was blocked, but it could stop others, but Xu Sanye couldn't be stopped.

He drove Bian Sanlun all the way to Minister Lei and Staff Officer Liu. There was no way there. Han Yu was really worried that he would throw the bucket flying.

"Minister Lei, I'm not late, am I?"

"Didn't you go to Donghai, when did you come back?"

"Not only went to the East China Sea, but also went to Hui'an. As soon as I got home, I rushed over as soon as I heard that you were shooting targets today."

Xu Sanye took the cigarette from Minister Lei, looked back, found two subordinates, and gave an order like a teacher: "Salted fish, Liang Xiaoyu, stand up!"

"Yes!"

"come over."

The militiamen from the three townships trained together and formed a company with three infantry platoons, a machine gun platoon and a female militia ambulance platoon, with a total of more than 130 people.

During the training period, no one can specialize, except for the leaders of the county armed forces department, no other unit leaders have come to see it.

The director came to see him, and called his name in front of so many comrades-in-arms. Han Yu was very happy and felt that he had a special face.

He hurriedly got up, put the gun on his back, and ran forward with Liang Xiaoyu.

"Report to Xusuo, Han Yu and Liang Xiaoyu are here to report, please give instructions."

"Take a break."

These [-] days of training have not been in vain, and I can feel that the spirit of these two fish is completely different from before.

Satisfied, Xu Sanye patted Han Yu's arm, tugged on Liang Xiaoyu's outfit, and smiled back, "Minister Lei, Staff Officer Liu, thank you for your hard work, and the training is good."

The last few militiamen had finished shooting. Minister Lei motioned to the company commander to bring them back, then turned around and said with a smile: "Since these two fish have participated in training, they will still be my soldiers before disbanding. Isn't it a bit strange for you to pass me and give orders?" Excessive."

Staff Officer Liu thought so deeply, walked over and said with a smile: "Minister Lei is right, you just broke into our shooting range and gave orders to our soldiers, and you are too disrespectful to us. Even if Minister Gao came over, he would not be like you .”

"I'm here to test your training results!"

Xu Sanye took off Han Yu's rifle, pulled the bolt to check it, raised the gun and aimed, and asked, "How many bullets did you fire?"

Han Yu hurriedly said: "Report to Xu Suo, five shots on fixed targets, five shots on moving targets, ten shots in total!"

"It's only ten rounds in total... how many grenades were thrown?"

"Grenades were thrown all afternoon, I don't remember how many times."

"Training rounds?"

"Yes!"

Xu Sanye put down his rifle, turned around and cursed with a smile: "Minister Lei, Staff Officer Liu, your training is getting worse and worse! The bullets are only allowed to fire ten rounds, and the bombs are replaced by training bombs. Is this training meaningful?"

This person in front of him is annoying, but he has a very good relationship with the Armed Forces.

Staff Officer Liu was not afraid of him, and said unhappily, "You thought it was when you were the battalion commander of the militia? Now it's pretty good to be able to organize a training session and fire ten rounds."

"How many bullets are left?"

"There are so many bullets that there are several large boxes piled up on the car."

"Are there any pistol cartridges?"

"Have."

Staff Liu knew that he would either not come, and he would definitely not leave if he was not satisfied with the fight, so he pulled out a pistol from his waist and asked with a smile, "Do you want to use yours or mine?"

"Use it all."

Xu Sanye took his gun, unloaded the magazine, pulled the bolt, and made sure there was no bullet in the chamber, then raised his head and shouted, "Xiao Ding, come here."

Squad Leader Ding of the arsenal of the Armed Forces quickly ran over and stood at attention to salute: "Xu Suo, what instruction?"

Xu Sanye handed Staff Liu's Type [-] pistol to him, turned around and pointed at Han Yu: "Teach me how to use salted fish."

Squad leader Ding said without hesitation: "Yes!"

The police should use pistols. Han Yu was so excited that he followed Squad Leader Ding and left.

"Minister Lei, don't be idle, find some bullets, and help me teach Liang Xiaoyu well."

"Okay, you are not Xu Suo, you are Minister Xu now, and you are a senior minister, not a small minister like me."

"I'll treat you to old wine tonight."

"This is what you said."

Minister Lei laughed, walked over to pat Liang Xiaoyu on the arm, and led Liang Xiaoyu to pick up bullets from the ammunition truck.

Xu Sanye put down his gun, took out an old-fashioned military uniform with red collar badges from the bucket on the side three rounds, took off his trousers and changed in front of everyone.

"Staff Liu, it's boring for me to practice alone, let's come together, the same way, how about it."

"I didn't bring a training uniform."

"Just this body, go back and wash it when it gets dirty."

"I haven't practiced for a long time, and I really can't do it now."

"You are the staff officer of the military department and the backbone of the militia reserve. Anyone can say no, but you can't say no. If the enemy comes over, you can say no and try!"

Staff Liu had no choice but to turn around and look around: "Just the two of us can't do it."

"Huang Hongjun, come here!"

"Xu Suo, what's the matter?"

"What do you say?"

Xu Sanye asked back, and patted Teacher Huang on the shoulder: "You have been to the front line and participated in actual combat. Today you are making sharp knives, and Staff Officer Liu and I will cover."

So what if you have been to the front line, the military quality of being on the front line is not as good as you who have been playing with guns since childhood.

Teacher Huang didn't dare to make trouble in the class, and he didn't dare to spoil his interest, so he could only bite the bullet and smiled: "Xu Suo, you should be the sharp knife. Staff Liu and I will cover it."

"Okay, hurry up and prepare, and try to win that mountain within 15 minutes!"

"Do you want a grenade?"

"Have live ammunition?"

"Have."

"Since there is one, hurry up and get it. By the way, let Xiao Ding press a few flippers. After taking down the mountain, we will have a big plate of chicken!"

The next scene left Han Yu and Liang Xiaoyu dumbfounded.

Xu Sanye, Staff Officer Liu, and Teacher Huang actually strapped on carrying gear, filled the carrying gear with magazines, and each of them carried five grenades on their backs.

Xu Sanye yelled "Chong", and rushed to the direction of the mound at the head of the horse.

Staff Officer Liu and Instructor Huang were one on the left and the other on the right. The three of them sometimes crawled forward, sometimes fired bursts, and alternately covered and attacked forward.

I saw them rushing into the fortifications dug during the previous position defense training in one breath, drilling around in the trenches, and throwing real grenades.

With a few muffled bangs, the three of them rushed out of the trench and continued to rush forward while covering alternately. Amidst the sound of gunshots and explosions of grenades, they rushed all the way to the mound.

"The red clouds fly from the western mountains at sunset, the soldiers shoot the target and return to the camp, the red flowers on the chest reflect the colorful clouds, and the happy singing is flying all over the sky, the rice is less, the rice is less, the less rice is more, the happy singing is flying all over the sky..."

They "attacked" the "mountain" and came back singing with neat steps, as if they had won a battle.

"Salted fish, do you see that, this is called militia training."

Xu Sanye inspected the gun swiftly, handed it back to Han Yu, and then turned around and asked, "Xiao Ding, is the big panji ready?"

"Report to Xusuo, the preparations are complete."

"Pick up a few targets in the past."

"Yes!"

He finished firing the rifle, threw the grenade, and started firing the rotary machine gun again.

He couldn't enjoy playing alone, so Staff Liu was asked to be the deputy shooter, and Teacher Huang and Squad Leader Ding of the arsenal were asked to operate another rotary machine gun to engage in crossfire.

Looking at the traces left by the tracer bullets, several targets in the distance were smashed into pieces in the sound of gunshots.

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(End of this chapter)