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Chapter 28 Swear! !
the next day!
early morning!

The bright national flag of the Iron Fist camp was fluttering in the cool morning breeze, and the early birds were chirping and flying, everything was so orderly.

"Beep beep..."

Suddenly, a hurried whistle like a reminder resounded over the entire camp.

"gather!"

With Lao Hei's standard heavy roar, the originally quiet campus instantly became noisy, and dozens of recruits filed out from each dormitory.

A new day, a new training subject, begins.

Different from the previous mornings, when the recruits gathered, they all looked bitter and bitter, and there was no smiling face at all.

Today, it's completely different, it's all smiles.

There is no "sad face"!
The eyes of every recruit are full of excitement and anticipation. They can't wait for the next training, and they can't wait to go to the training ground to get bored now.

The reason for such a subversion of the past comes from today's training subject, which is called "live ammunition shooting training".

Men are as passionate about guns as women are about diamonds.

Resistance is zero!
The recruits of the Iron Fist Regiment have spent more than two months in the recruit company. It took nearly a month to practice the posture of holding a gun and holding a gun. After practicing for so long, what I look forward to most is the one who actually shoots moment.

Now, this moment has finally come, how can we not be excited.

Especially Xing Xiaolong, who had been a soldier for 5 years, but was so sad that he only fired less than 30 rounds of ammunition. At this time, he was so excited that his hands were trembling.

In the era of peace and harmony, it is really not easy to fire a few real bullets.

In this atmosphere of excitement, the recruits lined up and were taken outside the armory. Each received a 95-type automatic rifle and returned to the playground under the red flag.

Next, is the important moment, the unique "swearing to the gun" of the Iron Fist.

"Guns!"

Old Hei stood in front of the queue and gave an order, and all the recruits held their guns to their chests.

"I swear, I will use my life to protect the gun in my hand..."

Hei raised his head and chest solemnly, and read the oath in a high-pitched voice. The recruits followed him, swearing loudly one sentence after another.

"I swear that I will use my life to love the gun in my hand. The gun is the second life of a soldier. There are many guns in the world, but this gun is mine, and my gun and I are loyal defenders of the Republic.

Once the enemy invades, my gun will fight back with me, fight together, and wipe out the enemy outside the gate of the motherland. The life of the gun and the soldier is one, and they will always be together. The gun is with the people. "

The gun control in the Republic is very strict. If a soldier loses his gun, although it is not as exaggerated as the death of a gun, it is inevitable that he will be severely punished.

If the gun caused the death of others, the owner of the gun would also be court-martialed.

Regardless of the gun management in peacetime, guns on the battlefield are fundamental to the survival of soldiers, and soldiers without guns are just moving targets.

Only if you love your gun enough, the gun will not throw you the chain at important moments.

For example, you don't cherish the gun in your hand, and at an important moment when you are confronting the enemy with the gun on the battlefield, you can kill the enemy with one shot, but at this moment the gun jams, explodes, and then you die.

This is the result of not loving guns!

After the swearing-in was over, Lao Hei gave the order to "take a rest", and a group of recruits straddled with guns, and their movements were uniform and standardized, which was completely different from when they first arrived.

This is growth, this is training, and this is the beginning of a good soldier.

"Do any of you know Zhang Taofang?"

Live ammunition shooting is the most important skill for soldiers. In order to further arouse the enthusiasm of the recruits, Lao Hei did not rush to lead the team to the shooting range, but asked the recruits a question.

"report!"

Xing Xiaolong was the first to speak.

"You know? Tell me about it." Xing Xiaolong was Lao Hei's most promising recruit, and said with anticipation.

"Zhang Taofang, the No.20 Fourth Army sniper of the Chinese People's Liberation Army, successfully killed 210 four enemies in the Shangganling sniper battle. The enemy feared his marksmanship and called his area of ​​activity the sniper leader."

Although Xing Xiaolong is not the kind of die-hard military fan who visits various post bars all day long, as a sniper enthusiast, he will naturally not let go of the legendary deeds of sniper at home and abroad.

Zhang Taofang is irreplaceable, the number one sniper god in China in Xing Xiaolong's mind.

"not bad!"

Lao Hei nodded in satisfaction, and asked again: "Does anyone know about Xiang Xiaoping?"

"Report!" This time it was He Chenguang.

"You said."

He Chenguang is also a recruit that Lao Hei values ​​very much. He is different from Xing Xiaolong's "unfathomable", and he has sudden and wicked outbursts from time to time.

He Chenguang is excellent in all aspects and is the recruit with the most comprehensive qualities.

"Xiang Xiaoping, a sniper of the 27th Group Army of the Chinese People's Liberation Army, once killed 31 enemies with 30 bullets and seriously injured one. He was personally awarded the title of Battle Hero by the highest military chief."

After He Chenguang finished speaking smoothly, he raised his eyebrows at Xing Xiaolong on the far right, as if to say: I'm not bad either.

The queue is arranged from left to right, from short to tall. Xing Xiaolong's 1.8 meters tall always belongs to the finale position, but He Chenguang is the shortest among the four musketeers.

"Yes, your answers are all correct. The two martyrs Zhang Taofang and Xiang Xiaoping are amazing, and their shooting skills have reached a state of perfection. But do you know who they learned their shooting skills from?"

"report!"

Not to be outdone, Wang Yanbin was the first to speak as soon as Lao Hei finished speaking. After getting Lao Hei's permission, he said confidently, "I learned shooting in the Chinese People's Liberation Army."

Generally speaking, when it comes to who to learn from, people must think of people, but after so many years, it has long been impossible to verify where the two learned shooting.

And Wang Yanbing deserves to be born as an old street fritter, this answer is simply impeccable.

It doesn't matter where you learned it, you are in the army anyway.

No problem!
"Very good, standard answer."

Lao Hei is very satisfied with Wang Yanbing's "little cleverness". This kind of cleverness is used in the right place, and it can be regarded as an advantage to show one's ability.

Then, he raised his voice and asked loudly again: "Your predecessors have proved that the PLA shooters can reach the shooting height. Tell me, can you achieve it?"

"can!"

The recruits answered together.

"Aren't you full? Speak up, tell me like a man." Old Hei yelled.

"Can, can, can!"

The recruits' answers became louder and louder, and their morale and passion were completely mobilized.

"it is good!"

Old Hei was very satisfied with the enthusiasm, and waved his big hand and ordered: "Everyone is there, turn right, the target training range is the shooting range, run~"

(End of this chapter)