Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 485: Work points are not as important as shooting.

In the first half of the night, Yang Xiaole and Feng Aijun patrolled with the people in the other sheds. In the second half of the night, it was Zhao Weibing who had just woken up.

Patrolling is not an easy job.

Naturally, no emergencies are likely to occur at night.

Because there's no way they can fight.

The next morning, everyone was called to eat as soon as it got light.

They had to do target practice today, but their commune was scheduled to do it last, so they could only go for marching and formation training first.

After running one lap, the team training is almost done.

Everyone was called to the shooting range.

The team leader was naturally Director Chen from the commune.

The militia company commander is responsible for arrangements and communications in each brigade.

After a while, gunshots began to be heard at the shooting range.

Yang Xiaole and his group were taken to a shooting range.

Each shooting range has ten shooting positions. There is a sandbag fifty meters away. There is a table next to it and two people stand on a wooden box distributing bullets.

Twenty bullets per person.

The ten targets are actually just a piece of wood, just hit them.

There are ten more for scoring.

Xie Hongbing arranged for the militia to attack first.

The educated youth just stood there and watched, because the guns had to be used up by the militia before the educated youth could use them, after all, there were only so many guns.

There is no need to go through the various steps of disassembling the gun, just go straight to the point.

Order amidst chaos.

After Yang Xiaole made arrangements for dozens of educated youth from his team, he watched there.

"Xiao Le, use my gun for a while!"

While the shooting was going on, Xie Hongbing came up to him and asked him something with a smile.

He has finished fighting.

I hit all ten training targets and scored 94 points on the ten scoring targets.

This technology is already very powerful among the militia.

There are indeed many talented masters in the militia, some of whom are even more powerful than those in the army.

But such people are really rare.

To become a true sharpshooter, talent is the first requirement, but countless shooting training is also inevitable.

The army has a limit on the number of shooting sessions each year, so the militia definitely lacks the amount of shooting sessions as compared to the army.

More people still need to be fed by bullets.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole took off his gloves and took his gun.

"Click, click~"

After a series of actions, he checked and aimed at the distance again.

He smiled and said, "Sure! How about trying the crosshairs later!"

56 semi-automatic, 7.62mm bullet, capacity of 10 rounds, effective range of 400 meters.

It's a very classic gun.

This is the one we used during the last military training.

But that was all several years ago, and now it has become popular among the militia.

There are ten people in a team, so Xie Hongbing doesn't need to lend his gun to others.

Xie Hongbing smiled when he saw this.

The two chatted while watching the people changing the targets over there.

After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "Um...Xiao Le, let me ask you something!"

Yang Xiaole looked up when he heard this and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Hearing this, Xie Hongbing blushed.

Asked, "Um... Song Wenhui, are you dating any of those people from your educated youth camp?"

the voice very low.

Unfortunately, I couldn’t see it at all because of the scarf on my face.

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole blinked.

He turned his head and looked at the girls.

"Hey, don't look at it..."

Yang Xiaole turned his head and laughed: "Captain Xie, I'm not sure about that! What's wrong? Are you interested?"

It is said that there are no ugly young women.

Although this is not true, most girls at this age are not too ugly.

There are also quite a few good looking ones.

Although Song Wenhui is not as good as Feng Xue and Bai Zishan, she is also an outstanding one among the educated youth in the center, and in the entire brigade.

It’s similar to Liu Yan.

"no no!"

Xie Hongbing spoke in a panic.

Looking at his expression, one can tell his emotional intelligence even in his previous life.

It's obvious that he's attracted to her.

Yang Xiaole knew that most of these people would stay here for about ten years, which was close to the time when they would return to the city after the reform and opening up.

I started school at an older age than others.

Most of these high school students are now around 20 years old.

Ten years later, I will be thirty.

There are few women and girls who can hold out until that age without getting married.

Only the younger students in the third class may be late.

What is shown on TV is TV, reality is reality.

Another point is that those who went to the countryside to work were all rural boys. There were no fair-skinned, beautiful, and educated female educated youth.

The female educated youth looked completely different from the local girls.

From appearance, conversation, to clothing.

None of them can be compared with rural girls, of course, except for some girls with outstanding looks.

At least most of them are.

I just arrived not long ago.

After a long time, I had more exposure to policies after the busy farming season, and I found that the policies were becoming stricter every year.

In the eyes of rural youth, these female educated youth are all from their village.

If you want to receive re-education from the poor and lower-middle peasants, you should marry someone from their village.

this is the truth.

The reality is the same.

According to special statistics, the main type of marriage among educated youth who went to the countryside to work was to form families with farmers. Among them, the proportion of female educated youth marrying farmers was even higher, exceeding 65%.
This is the number that is made public, and the number that is not made public is even greater.

Of course, this number includes those who registered for marriage certificate, those who returned to the city later after marriage without getting marriage certificate, and those who returned to the city after divorce.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaole smiled and said, "I don't know about this, but at least I can't see it now."

The wave of returning to the city occurred in 78.

It was at that time that the conditions for educated youth who had gone to the countryside to return to the city due to health reasons and family difficulties were relaxed, and it was clearly stipulated that only children could return to the city, and those with multiple children who had gone to the countryside could take care of one child who returned to the city.

So that year was the big wave of returning to the city.

Some people pretend to be sick, some take over their parents' work, and there are all kinds of ways.

Before that, there really weren’t many people returning to the city, but it was also divided by region.

But one thing is that most married people do not meet the conditions for returning to the city.

If I were to bring this couple together.

When the educated youth return to the city, they will have to blame themselves because they cannot go back because of this incident.

He does this because he has nothing to do.

Xie Hongbing was delighted when he heard this.

He rubbed his hands and smiled, "That's good, that's good. By the way... don't tell anyone else!"

Yang Xiaole agreed with a smile.

Wait quietly.

After rounds of shooting, the educated youth finally arrived.

When the educated youth started shooting, the team moved forward.

However, each person is accompanied by a militiaman from his own team.

This is to provide protection for those who don’t know how to do it.

The person next to Yang Xiaole was naturally Xie Honglin.

Everyone else was loading bullets on the educated youth, but due to time constraints, they couldn't teach them step by step and could only go ahead and do it directly.

Xie Honglin stood beside him and smiled; "Xiao Le, you don't need me to teach you!"

The corner of Yang Xiaole's mouth twitched.

Looking at Xie Hongbing who was at the last place, I was speechless.

He used his own gun and this guy finished in 6th place.

No need to think, you know why.

Because Song Wenhui was the sixth tallest among the eight female educated youth, she was naturally ranked sixth in the queue.

The next one is naturally Bai Zishan at 7th, and Feng Xue is the highest at 8th. During this time of teaching, Song Wenhui was naturally taught by Xie Hongbing himself.

The others had obviously discussed it as well, and they were all talking to the girls they liked.

Holding the gun, he said to Xie Honglin, "Linzi, tell Chen Dongsheng later that I will teach Feng Xue myself, so he doesn't need to teach me."

These words made Xie Honglin frown.

"This...is not good!"

"It's okay, that's it."

Yang Xiaole said it nonchalantly.

Chen Dongsheng.

He was also one of the militiamen, but his surname was not Xie. When these people were dividing the female educated youth, Feng Xue was naturally snatched away by the other side.

His surname is Chen, and he is quite prestigious in the militia.

There was no one else except Accountant Chen's son, the one who was yelling.

He is not very old, probably around seventeen or eighteen years old.

The eldest in the family.

Zhao Weibing lives in his house.

Feng Xue was not his woman, but they had some ambiguity after all.

In this boring village, a good-looking girl is important to kill time.

It doesn't have to be a relationship.

But he felt unhappy because he was being divided up like an object by others.

Xie Honglin hesitated for a moment, but finally said, "After the shooting is over, I'll talk to Hong Bing!"

Yang Xiaole nodded upon seeing this.

As they were talking, someone nearby had already started shooting.

Yang Xiaole took a look, raised his rifle, adjusted it to single-shot mode, and fired the first shot directly at a piece of wood standing next to the target.

“Tu tu tu tu~~~”

A series of bursts of shots all hit the target.

He didn't lie on the ground like the others.

After firing ten rounds, he smiled and said, "Not bad, the crosshairs don't need to be adjusted, but the wind is a bit strong, but it doesn't have much impact."

Strong winds affect long distances.

This kind of wind has some impact at a distance of fifty meters, but it is not particularly large. The farther the distance, the greater the impact.

Especially for long-range sniping, there are many factors to consider.

Then he aimed his gun at the new target and started firing.

Ten shots, 100 rings.

This target is larger than the ones they use during military training and is easier to hit.

I just finished shooting, while the others haven’t even finished shooting at the fixed targets.

Only Feng Aijun could barely keep up with his pace. A minute later, he put away his gun and handed it to the militia behind him.

Feng Aijun climbed up confidently, looked at him and smiled: "How is it?"

"I'm fine! How about you?"

"not bad!"

Feng Aijun smiled.

Then he looked at Wang Lao Er who was about to cry anxiously and said with a smile: "Wang Lao Er is probably about to cry anxiously. He can't shoot with that hand."

Yang Xiaole smiled when he saw this.

Wang Laoer was indeed unlucky. He missed such a rare opportunity to shoot.

Although Wang Laoer repeatedly expressed his willingness, he was still rejected by Xie Hongbing.

Then he looked at Feng Aijun. He was also talented. When there were dozens of people in his class undergoing military training, he was always among the top few and was not bad in his grade.

Among those who have received military training, he is also one of the most outstanding ones.

Target shooting is not as slow as imagined. Even if you just shoot one shot to see how it goes, it won’t take too long to fire twenty bullets.

It only took a few minutes to finish.

Those who have never played it before are very excited.

Hand in your gun, return to the team, and report your target.

Yang Xiaole naturally scored 100 points, and Feng Aijun ranked second with 95 points.

None of the remaining people scored more than ninety rings.

Those who scored above 85 points are Zhao Weibing.

The others have all levels of rings, and some even have more than thirty rings.

Yang Xiaole didn’t know how he achieved this result.

The person who achieved this result was Zhang Mingyuan from Tianjin.

There are 13 boys in total, and 3 extra ones are naturally placed in the girls' team.

Excluding Wang Laoer, there are exactly twenty people.

It is estimated that Xie Hongbing told Chen Dongsheng that the other party looked at Yang Xiaole with some unfriendly eyes.

There he was arguing with Xie Hongbing.

The reason, of course, was that Xie Hongbing's behavior was against the rules. All the educated youth were led by militiamen, so why was Yang Xiaole the only one who was special?

This made Xie Hongbing feel a little embarrassed.

"I don't need anyone to teach me, I can do it myself!"

While thinking, Feng Xue spoke directly and took the gun from Chen Dongsheng.

Click, click, click!
A skilled operation.

He lay on the ground and fired continuously, hitting the target accurately.

Then he shot at the scoring target again.

Then he stood up, returned the gun to Chen Dongsheng, and returned to his team.

Seeing this, Chen Dongsheng stood aside with a gun in his hand with a grim expression.

When they returned to the team, Yang Xiaole looked at Feng Xue who was standing not far away and said with a smile: "I didn't realize it! You can do it too?"

Feng Xue nodded: "You haven't asked! How many key high schools in the city have never shot a target?"

Yang Xiaole smiled when he saw this.

If he hadn't been treated specially for him, he would never believe it even if you kill him.

Nor is it reasonable.

Girls are girls, they can scream even when hitting a target.

Slowly, the girls finished shooting the targets.

Feng Xue is naturally the best one.

96, the same score as Feng Aijun, Liu Jinlian was second with 91 points, and the rest were not very good.

The third person who surprised her was Bai Zishan, with 90 points.

Apart from these three, each of the remaining ones scored over 80 points.

"Captain, let me fight. Look, my hand is fine."

Wang Laoer became anxious when he saw that all the educated youth had finished their fight. He took off his gloves and begged Xie Hongbing.

But he was grimacing, and it was obvious that his hand was in pain.

Xie Hongbing was about to speak.

Yang Xiaole said, "Captain Xie, since he can move, let him fight with other teams. At most, he will suffer more pain for a few days."

"Yes, I can do it!"

Wang Laoer quickly answered, anxiously saying, "The pain in my back is my own fault. If I can't work, deduct my work points."

Work points are not as important as shooting.

Seeing this, Boss Wang asked worriedly, "Are you sure everything is OK?"

Wang Laoer naturally shook his head.

Xie Hongbing frowned and said, "I'm not kidding. It's a good thing that you don't have inflammation. Don't let the injury get worse."

It is true that some injuries are not handled adequately in rural areas.

It’s not that precious.

But these people are educated youth, all from the city.

When people in the village get inflammation, they can only deal with it simply by applying wood ash. They are lucky if they don't get infected.

"fine!"

Wang Lao Er said excitedly, "Oh, by the way, Xiao Le has anti-inflammatory medicine. If I have inflammation, let him give me an injection."

Yang Xiaole rolled his eyes beside him.

But he still helped by saying, "Let him go. If it really gets inflamed, the worst that can happen is that we can just amputate his limb or cut off his hand."

This remark also made Wang Laoer roll his eyes.

But I knew he was joking.

Xie Hongbing hesitated for a moment. He already knew that Yang Xiaole had the medicine.

But it's an anti-inflammatory drug.

The commune's health workers don't provide much in a year.

It's not worth it just to get a shot!
But after thinking about it, he agreed: "Okay, you go with Team 2. Be careful and don't hurt your wound."

"Oh, thank you, thank you so much."

After receiving the order, Wang Laoer was very happy and hurried over to line up.

(End of this chapter)