Yanei of Rebirth

"Master, when will you teach me hard qigong?"

For half an hour every day, I do boxing, 40 push-ups, [-] sit-ups, [-] weeks of daily luck, day after day, month after month, even at my [-]-year-old mental age, I have good patience and feel boring.

Liang Guoqiang said with a smile: "It's still early. You are still young, your body is still developing, and your internal organs are very immature, so it is not suitable for practicing hard qigong. If you practice this thing too early, it will affect your physical development. Let's lay a solid foundation first. "

"Then tell me, how long will it take?"

I am a little impatient. [

"Well, at least three years later."

A pot of cold water was poured on the head, and Ben Ya Nei almost fainted on the spot.

Seeing that I was impatient, Liang Guoqiang smiled, and then said seriously: "Haste makes waste. At the beginning I practiced this hard qigong, and it was after the age of 12. Don't worry, as long as the heat is up, I will teach you naturally. I will never Keep it private."

"Then, it's okay to teach me grappling and wrestling now. It's boring to practice basic skills every day."

I thought about it and settled for the next best thing.

"That's no problem. Starting tomorrow, I can teach you some basic methods of grappling and fighting."

My depressed mood suddenly improved.

Liang Guoqiang saw that I was still a little downcast, and said with a smile: "Xiaojun, why don't uncle take you to shoot today?"

"Shoot?"

I jumped up, which was a real surprise.

"Master, do you still have guns in the security department?"

Liang Guoqiang said with a smile: "The security department is equipped with a gun. I have a license to hold a gun. However, the guns are counted, and no shooting is allowed unless there are special circumstances."

"Then you still said to take me to shoot?"

"We have militia training today. I am the commander of the militia battalion in Xiangyang Town. Starting today, the militia battalion will have a week of winter training. There will be practical training."

As soon as I heard this, the thick figure of the Type [-] and Type [-] semi-automatic rifle immediately appeared in my heart.I am still very interested in this standard equipment imitated from the former Soviet sks semi-automatic rifle.

"Great, so when shall we go?"

"Afternoon, today is the first day of winter training. There are a lot of preparations to be done in the morning, and the actual shooting is arranged in the afternoon. Come to the big playground outside the Xiangyang Auditorium at two o'clock in the afternoon, and we will start from there to the training ground."

I nodded and jumped away happily.

When eating at the Limin maintenance department at noon, Liang Qiao was a little gloomy.In today's Limin maintenance department, there are fewer and fewer things that I need to do by myself. Fang Wenti, second brother and Liang Qiao are already very proficient in the assembly of second-hand mobile phones.The maintenance of the radio recorder is also basically passable, even the general TV faults, and it is not my turn to go into battle shirtless.They have just learned, they are very interested, and they are scrambling to work. [

I have just become a technical director.

After a period of rapid growth, the business of Limin Maintenance Department has basically stabilized.The entire market capacity is only so large, no matter how it develops, it is impossible to break through the total market volume.Excluding seven or seven eight eight expenses, the income is roughly stable at around 3000 yuan.Considering that Liang Qiao was forced to come over by me, and I often "absent from work" for some reason, I took the initiative to bear Liang Qiao's salary and other expenses.Fang Wenti refused at first, and argued with me twice, but he could only agree.

Although the cripple loves money, he is still quite affectionate.

After dinner, it was still early until two o'clock, and seeing that there was not much to do in the store, I went to Liang Qiao's room to rest for a while.Liang Qiao silently followed upstairs and spread the quilt for me.

"Qiaoer, what's the matter? You don't seem happy."

"Well, my brother wrote to say that their training is very intense, and they will not be able to write to me again for a while."

On February [-], [-], the self-defense counterattack was about to start. Liang Jingwei's unit was one of the main attacking units. Now it should enter the first-level combat readiness state. Naturally, there are many preparations to be done, and the discipline of secrecy should also be maintained. obey.

I can't tell her about this.

"That's right. This is also normal. There is a lot of army training. When he finishes his training, he will naturally write to you. Maybe when he writes to you next time, your brother will already be a great hero. "

Thinking of Liang Jingwei's upcoming contribution to the country and becoming a battle hero, I couldn't help being a little excited, and couldn't help but reveal a little news to her in advance.If I were ten years older, maybe I could fight side by side with him.Holding a Type [-] or [-] submachine gun and dashing against those nasty short and skinny enemy soldiers, shouldn't it be fun?

"Really?"

I just laughed and didn't speak.

Liang Qiao immediately cheered up.Alas, what a little girl who is too easily satisfied.

"By the way, Qiaoer, I heard that you know how to make buns?"

"Ah."

Liang Qiao wrinkled her little nose and nodded triumphantly.

"I can also make steamed buns and deep-fried dough sticks."

"It's amazing. Where did you learn it?"

"I go to the restaurants on Qianjie every day to see them. I help others. I come and go. The aunt who made the buns taught me."

Seeing the joyful look on the little girl's face, my heart skipped a beat.With a stable environment, a good mood, good food, and sufficient nutrition, the little girl has begun to develop.The face is rounder than before, and the complexion is more rosy, with an apple-like color, smooth and smooth. The lapel cadre women's dress I bought more than a month ago was a bit empty, but now it is gradually filling up. The front is no longer a small bump, but rather a semicircular firm shape.The two legs wrapped in straight-leg pants are also slender and straight, full of movement.

More and more "disaster water" tendency.

Considering that this yamen is still a nine-year-old child, I can't always stare at other girls so obsessively, so I forcibly looked away from her and said, "Why don't I give it to you next year?" Buy a toaster and come back, open a bakery, and make a fortune."[

This is not blowing.In my previous life, the first bakery in Xiangyang Town opened in the late 80s, and within a few years, the owner became swollen.This yamen is insidious and cunning, stealing his business ten years in advance, let him do other things.

"What is bread?"

Liang Qiao blinked her big eyes, completely puzzled.

Well, let's talk about buying the toaster when the new policy comes out next year.This time I can't explain it clearly.

"I'll tell you later. I've been very tired these days. I'll take a nap and remember to call me at 01:30. I have important things to do."

"Hey, don't worry."

I closed my eyes, and after a while, I didn't hear the sound of Liang Qiao leaving, so I opened my eyes unconsciously.I saw the little girl staring at me fixedly, with tenderness in her eyes, and a trembling hand stretched out, only a few inches away from my face.

Seeing me suddenly open my eyes, Liang Qiao was taken aback, her face flushed red in an instant, she retracted her right hand like lightning, and pressed it on her chest.Turning around, he ran away as if fleeing, and left Ben Ya Nei there alone in a daze.

Could this girl really be interested in me?But I am only nine years old!

It's all right!

I suddenly scolded myself severely for being a fool, well behaved, what are you doing with your eyes open?

At two o'clock in the afternoon, I arrived at the big playground on time, and more than 100 militiamen had neatly formed a square formation on the playground.There were thirty or so people in the first two rows with guns on their backs.

To my surprise, there were two huge monsters placed in front of the phalanx.I have been a military enthusiast for a while in my previous life, and I know a little about firearms. Judging by the appearance of those two behemoths, they should be domestic-made Type 57 heavy machine guns.

Unexpectedly, the militia battalion in Xiangyang Town was equipped with such heavy weapons.

But this is not surprising, the militias in the coastal provinces even have anti-aircraft guns.Xiangyang County is located inland, so anti-aircraft guns are not available, and it is still necessary to equip two heavy machine guns.

The Type 57 heavy machine gun is an imitation of the Soviet Union's **G medium-sized machine gun. It was produced in 57 and equipped with a large number of troops. It was later replaced by the Type 67 light and heavy machine gun.Our country implements the militia system, and the eliminated Type 57 has armed a large number of militias everywhere.

What surprised me even more than those two heavy machine guns was that my father also came, stood in front of the queue, and gave a mobilization speech to the militiamen.Dad has been away from the army for many years, and he is addicted to shooting guns at this time, ha ha.

Dad finished speaking.Commander Liang waved his hand: "Form two columns, let's go!" After finishing speaking, he looked around.It wasn't until he saw me that he nodded in relief.

I followed quietly at the back of the queue, not intending to alarm Dad.After all, it's training this afternoon. If he is afraid of danger and refuses to let me go, wouldn't it be bad?

The so-called training ground was actually a hill on the outskirts of Xiangyang Town, behind the train station, called Pegasus Mountain.I have climbed that mountain a lot in my life. A bunch of little kids planed the sweet potatoes from the farm and stole the pears and oranges from the garden. They did a lot of bad things.It's just that no matter how you look at it, you can't see anything like the shape of Pegasus. I really don't know where the name Pegasus Mountain comes from.

The actual training ground was laid out on an open field. Opposite was a thick earth slope. On the earth slope, eight targets had been painted with lime powder. The circles were large and irregular.Considering that it is only militia training, the standard cannot be too high.

Dad was wearing an old light green military uniform and a light green old military cap, with his hands on his hips, looking very energetic and mighty.

I couldn't help walking over and said with a smile, "Dad, you look handsome today."

Dad turned his head when he heard the words, and said in surprise, "Xiaojun? Why are you here?"

"Hey, don't forget, my master is the battalion commander of the militia."

Liang Guoqiang who was standing next to him was nervous for a while.What did this kid do? He sold out his master with just one mouthful!

Dad was not angry, and said with a smile: "Okay, come here when you come. A man must learn how to shoot."

Dad's words seem to be a bit grammatical.

"That is, the man who has shot is the real man!"

Master added another sentence.

faint!

These two, aren't they afraid of teaching bad children?

"Director Liu, you come first?"

Dad waved his hand and said with a smile: "Let the young people come first. When you are old, you have to calm down first, otherwise your hands will shake."

Dad is 38 years old this year, and he can't talk about being old at all. According to the standards of the United Nations, all people under the age of 40 are young people.However, with his current status, calling himself "old" in front of his subordinates would only increase his dignity.As a leader, only when you are older can you give people a more mature and stable feeling.

Although Liang Guoqiang was polite, he also showed that he was not very clear about official rules.How can a leader rush to the front of something casually?Besides, I know Dad, he is a top shooter in the army.The master always comes out last.

The training level of the militiamen was not good. After a long commotion, the first batch of eight shooters entered the shooting position, all lying down. The Type 56 semi-automatic rifle weighs four kilograms. Although the recoil is not as strong as that of a submachine gun, these half-baked militiamen are not trained enough. If they use a standing or kneeling position, they may fly into the sky.

Boxes of Huang Chengcheng's children were brought up.

There are several arsenal factories in Xiangyang County. Hongshan Machinery Factory, where Zhang Li used to work, makes guns. There are plenty of [-]mm rifles.Although it is controlled, the militia training in the county can open up the supply.In particular, Liang Guoqiang is the chief of the security section of the county revolutionary committee, so he still has some face to ask these arsenals for ideas.

The first company commander of the militia battalion raised the small red flag and lowered it heavily.

A burst of gunshots rang out, and Dad and Section Chief Liang shook their heads at the same time.I haven't shot a gun before, but I have good eyesight. At a distance of 50 meters, the lime target is more than twice the size of the standard target. I can see clearly, and basically all hit outside the seventh ring.If you use a regular target, it is estimated that several people will not be able to get on the target.

Everyone hit five hairs.The first batch of eight people played, and the results were not satisfactory.With the leader present, Section Chief Liang felt a little overwhelmed.The red flag was waved, and the second group of eight people entered the shooting position again. There was another burst of gunfire, and it seemed that the results were worse than the previous group.

Dad's face darkened.

I smiled and smoothed things over softly: "Dad, it's just militia training, what's more serious!"

"A militia is also a soldier!"

Dad dropped a sentence lightly.

Liang Guoqiang smiled awkwardly.

I couldn't help feeling a little dissatisfied, and whispered: "The militia is training, and you haven't been invited. Why are you here to join in the fun? Isn't this embarrassing my master?"

Dad was scolded by me, dumbfounded.Thinking about it, this militia only trains twice a year, and each time it shoots a few rounds, how good is the marksmanship?Otherwise, they wouldn't have made such a big target.

"Good boy, I have taught you a lesson. How about you go up and try?"

"Just try it, who is afraid of whom?"

It's easy to see people shooting a gun, but it's not easy when you lie down there yourself.For me, the butt of the gun is too long. The left hand has to stretch forward to hold the gun body, and the right hand has to stretch forward to pull the trigger. The whole body is bent into the shape of a bow.The aiming posture of three points forming a line is not used at all, it can only be based on feeling.

Out of the corner of his eye, he watched the red flag fall in the commander's hand, and without thinking too much, he pulled the trigger immediately.There was a deafening loud noise in my ear, a pain in my right shoulder, and I felt a huge recoil hit hard. Fortunately, my toes were in a small pit, or I would have been hit by this force Down the shooting position.

After the first shot, without thinking too much, he pulled the trigger again and again, shooting all five bullets in the cabin.

Damn, with this time, this yamen can be regarded as someone who has played with guns after all, right?

"Ring 28! Another shot missed!"

Dad smiled and shook his head and sighed, with a mocking look on his face.Liang Guoqiang also shook his head with a smile.

"Teachers, please give a live demonstration to open the eyes of the little ones!"

I rubbed my aching right shoulder, grinned, and said very dissatisfied.

"Section Chief Liang, is there a standard target?"

"Yes, two!"

"Okay, let's put on a standard target, let us two veterans, let's demonstrate to them."

50 meters away, two standard targets stood up.If I have good eyesight, I have to squint to see the red heart in the middle.

Dad picked up the 56 posture, and the first posture when he went up was the standing posture.Section Chief Liang took a look and became a little more careful.This unhurried demeanor cannot be faked.

A burst of neat and clear gunshots rang out, and the target caller reported the target loudly.

"Target No. 46, two ten rings, two nine rings, one eight rings, a total of 45 rings; No. [-] target, one ten rings, three nine rings, one eight rings, a total of [-] rings. The target report is over!"

Suddenly there was thunderous applause.

Section Chief Liang said with admiration: "Director Liu, you are really a sharpshooter."

Dad smiled reservedly: "I used to be in the army, and I spent a few months in school with guns. Now it doesn't work, it has been abandoned for more than ten years. It can be seen that you didn't do your best, and you are letting me."

"Where is it, I have tried my best."

I don't know how Liang Guoqiang's marksmanship is, but the speed is very good.It is naturally bad to exceed the number of rings of the father.How can a subordinate be more patient than a leader?If they fell behind too much, the signs of giving in would be too obvious. After all, Liang Guoqiang was a scout, so he couldn't be too bad.Clinging to Dad tightly, he was only one step away, which highlighted the superior brilliance of the leader.A master has to fight against a master, and only when he wins will he be happy.The opponent is too bad to win.

Unexpectedly, Master, who is an honest person, is not fully scheming.

"Haha, Xiao Liang, you don't need to be modest...I'm very relieved that Xiaojun will leave it to you."

This sentence is a compliment to Section Chief Liang. Section Chief Liang smiled honestly, somewhat excited.

ps: Dear judges, I have something to do tonight, so it will be updated in advance, and the second update will be as usual tomorrow, thank you for your attention!