Bandit Camp

Chapter 73
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Zhao Zibin trotted all the way to Yuan Wei's office, but seeing Yuan Wei sitting on a chair reading a book with a calm expression, he couldn't help being startled, and blurted out: "It's broken! I've been tricked by others!"

Yuan Wei heard the movement, looked up at Zhao Zibin, and asked, "What did you say? What's broken?"

Zhao Zibin replied in a panic: "Yan Xiwen lied to me, saying that you were angry with Chen Guang. I thought it was... Sigh! This damned colonel of the national army has really learned badly over there."

Yuan Wei understood in an instant, and quickly stood up and walked out, saying as he walked, "Why are you still standing there in a daze, why don't you hurry up and stop them with me?"

Zhao Zibin stomped his feet, turned around and ran away, leaving Yuan Wei shouting behind him: "You go first, I'll be right there!"

More than ten minutes later, Zhao Zibin rushed to Ye Tufei's camp out of breath. He glanced at the movement and felt cold, and was about to run out, but he heard Ye Tufei shouting from behind: "Brother Zhao, you are in such a panic!" What are you doing in such a panic?"

Hearing Ye Tufei's voice, Zhao Zibin finally felt relieved, bent over and panted heavily, but couldn't say a word.

Ye Tufei took two steps forward and said, "Are you worried that I will leave without saying hello?"

Zhao Zibin reluctantly nodded his head twice.

Ye Tufei smiled and said, "How come? I promised you, and I will wait for you."

Zhao Zibin was finally able to catch his breath. He rubbed his chest and said intermittently: "I, I believe, Liu, Master Liu, that is, righteousness."

Ye Tufei walked up to Zhao Zibin, posed a pose, and said, "Come on, follow me. If you want to practice your gun, breathing is a basic skill. If you don't know how to breathe, you won't be able to aim the gun accurately."

Zhao Zibin did it according to Ye Tufei's body posture and breathing rhythm, and it really went much smoother.

"You must maintain a uniform breathing rhythm. Only in this way can you reduce the impact of breathing on the accuracy of movements. By the way, that's it." Seeing that Zhao Zibin had grasped the essentials, Ye Tufei put away his posture. "You maintain this posture and breathing rhythm until you feel that you have complete control."

Five minutes later, Zhao Zibin nodded to Ye Tufei and said, "I think I'm sure."

At this time, Yuan Wei rushed over and practiced with Zhao Zibin with great interest.

"The second step is to hold the gun." Ye Tufei said, taking out a pistol, "Guns can be long or short, big or small, depending on the characteristics of the person holding the gun, you can choose to hold the gun with one hand or with both hands , As for the posture of holding the gun, I don’t think it’s important, as long as you feel comfortable. What I want to emphasize is the shape of your hand. First, you must hold it tightly. Second, the angle of your wrist and forearm must be Fix it."

Ye Tufei demonstrated. He pointed to his right wrist with his left hand and said, "The body of the gun, the palm, the wrist, and your forearm should form a whole. When you turn the muzzle, this whole should be fixed. , that is to say, these four parts are relatively static.”

Ye Tufei handed the gun to Zhao Zibin's hand, and let Zhao Zibin experience the essentials of the action.

"The most important thing is the wrist. We will adjust the wrist unconsciously. This is wrong. If the wrist is adjusted by one millimeter, the muzzle of the gun will move by one centimeter. If it is ten meters away, the difference between the bullets will be more than one meter." Ye Tufei said. , to help Zhao Zibin take a break from holding the gun.

"The plane on the gun body should be parallel to the midline of your forearm, keep your elbow straight, and use your forearm to move the muzzle. Okay, that's it." Ye Tufei was very relieved to see that Zhao Zibin had grasped the essentials of the movement.

"When shooting a black gun, you have time to make adjustments. At this time, you can pull the trigger slowly to reduce the deviation caused by hand shaking. But in actual combat, you have to pull the trigger quickly, or even pull the trigger continuously. , At this time, you need the basic skills. This basic skill is also easy to practice, that is, spread your fingers apart to support the ground, and do push-ups. When you can do thirty or fifty push-ups with one hand and five fingers Once you have the basic skills, your fingers won't shake much at that time."

Hearing what Ye Tufei said, Zhao Zibin and Yuan Wei immediately fell to the ground, supported the ground with their ten fingers, and began to do push-ups.Yuan Wei made about a dozen of them, but his fingers couldn't hold them anymore, and Zhao Zibin made about thirty before he became paralyzed.

"The pistol is like this, let's talk about the long gun." Ye Tufei looked left and right, but he couldn't see a long gun in his field of vision, so he had to pick up a straight branch on the side of the road, gestured, and said : "Pistols are more about wrist strength and eyesight. Because the range of pistols is relatively short, they are generally used in battles within a distance of 30 meters. To be honest, this distance does not have high requirements for aiming. What requires more is the gunner's quick response Ability, and long guns are different, if you want to blow off the enemy's head from 50 meters away, or even [-] meters away, you must have super strong arm strength and anti-interference ability, of course, eyesight is also necessary."

Zhao Zibin also picked up a branch from the side of the road, imitating Ye Tufei's posture, and said: "Well, arm strength, eyesight, and concentration, these are indeed the three elements for making a spear."

Ye Tufei nodded with a smile, and said, "As for the basics of using a long spear, I won't repeat them. I'm sure you know it well. What I want to teach you is how to practice eyesight and concentration."

While Ye Tufei was talking, he suddenly stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Yuan Wei's eyes, causing Yuan Wei to shrink back in shock.Ye Tufei laughed and said: "Like this, it's just that you don't have enough concentration. An excellent shooter, as long as he picks up the gun, he only has the target in his eyes, and he can't see the rest."

Zhao Zibin was thoughtful, while Yuan Wei asked directly: "Then is he completely ignoring the danger around him?"

Ye Tufei replied intently: "With my brother by my side, there is no need to think about danger."

Yuan Wei went a step further and asked, "What if he fights alone?"

Zhao Zibin snatched up the words at this moment: "Even a sniper will not fight alone."

Ye Tufei gave Zhao Zibin an approving look, and said, "We don't have much time, let's focus on the main thing!"

"Let's talk about how to practice eyesight. From a hundred meters away, no matter how good the eyesight is, the human body seen is only that big, and the human head is even smaller. From the perspective of visual effect, the target is smaller than the front sight. It should be smaller, so we subconsciously adjust our vision to see the target clearly, but the result? The front sight is blurred. This approach will seriously affect the accuracy. The correct way is to blur the target and clear the front sight.”

"Fuzzy target?" Zhao Zibin raised a question for the first time, "The target is blurred, so can we still aim?"

Ye Tufei laughed and said: "I'm afraid you can't do it, if you can really blur the target one day, this spear will be able to hit every target!"

Although Zhao Zibin didn't understand yet, he firmly believed in Ye Tufei's words: "Then how can I practice so that I can't see the target blurred?"

Ye Tufei stretched out a finger, and said to Zhao Zibin: "Look at it, tell me how far is your eye from this finger?"

Zhao Zibin stared at Ye Tufei's finger, and replied, "About three meters!"

Ye Tufei said: "Well, now, you adjust the focus of your eyes to bring the distance closer."

Zhao Zibin tried to do it, but unfortunately he couldn't bear it within a minute, rubbed his eyes and said, "No, why are my eyes so sore!"

Ye Tufei smiled and said: "It's like this, it will be sore at first, but once you get used to it, it will be fine."

Zhao Zibin practiced again, but this time, the duration of persistence was shorter than the last time.

"I..." Zhao Zibin rubbed his eyes, rather frustrated, and said, "Am I not talented in this area?"

Ye Tufei threw away the branch in his hand, took out a cigar from his pocket, lit it, and said, "It's okay! I remember when I was just practicing, I was worse than you."

The speaker had no intention of the listener, Yuan Wei's heart skipped a beat at this moment, thinking, could it be that Chen Guang's suspicion was right?Could it be that Ye Tufei's amnesia is fake?Otherwise, how could he remember the time when he practiced guns?

But the truth of the matter is that Ye Tufei didn't remember what happened when he practiced the gun at all, he just used such words to comfort Zhao Zibin.

But it was such an inadvertent sentence that caused a subtle change in Yuan Wei's psychology. The attitude he left behind Ye Tufei changed from firmness to hesitation.

When Ye Tufei finished explaining Zhao Zibin's shooting experience and said goodbye to Zhao Zibin, Yuan Wei's attitude seemed very ambiguous/ambiguous, which formed a strong contrast with the previous resoluteness, which made Zhao Zibin at a loss and could only practice. The matter of the gun continued to prevaricate, "If you keep practicing like this, how long will it take you to reach the level of Master Liu?"

Ye Tufei shook his head slightly and said: "It's not just a matter of time, it also requires a lot of live ammunition to feed. Even if you are talented and don't have tens of thousands of bullets, it will be difficult for you to reach the realm of unity of man and gun."

Zhao Zibin gasped and sighed, "Tens of thousands of bullets? That's the ammunition base of our regiment!"

Ye Tufei smiled and said: "A good shooter is fed by bullets. This is the basic law, and no one can change it. Well, I've taught everything I can. It's getting late, brothers are still waiting. I’m leaving now, brother Zhao, if you have a chance to pass Erlang Mountain, don’t forget to say hello to me.”

Zhao Zibin was so anxious that he glanced at Yuan Wei, but Yuan Wei actually turned his face away.

At this time, Ye Tufei bid farewell to Yuan Wei, and said, "My old man, you can tell from your bearing that you are not an ordinary person. I guess, you should be Yuan's political commissar, right?"

Yuan Wei was startled, turned around, and asked, "How did you know? Xiao Zhao told you?"

Ye Tufei laughed and said: "With your posture and tone, anyone can tell that you are the leader of Brother Zhao. You have an extraordinary demeanor but lack murderous intent. You must not be Commander Lu. Then, I can only guess that you are Commissar Yuan. .”

Yuan Wei smiled and said: "Brother Ye is really extraordinary, that's okay, I wish you a smooth journey!"

Not long after Ye Tufei led his troops to leave, Lu Yao rushed back. Hearing that Ye Tufei had left, he sighed and said, "Forget it! Forget it! It's not a thing in the pool, it should be free to fly!"

Zhao Zibin was still a little unwilling, and asked, "Commander Lu, what did the above say?"

Lu Yao was indifferent and just shook his head slightly.

(End of this chapter)