Riverside police

Team 12 on the farm, next to the Yangtze River.

There is a large mound to the east and a river beach covered with thatch to the south. There are not many people around. It has been used by the county armed forces as a militia training base for the Fourth Factory and several surrounding townships.

Starting at two o'clock in the afternoon, the crisp sound of gunshots continued to echo along the river.

Five days ago, I shot a 100-meter fixed target. Today was my second live-fire shooting. The difficulty level increased and I shot a 50-meter moving target.

Same as last time, a group of five people.

Director Lei of the People's Armed Forces Department of Sichang Township and Staff Liu of the Military Section of the County Armed Forces Department confirmed that each person had been distributed five rounds of ammunition. One used a temporary wired phone to contact the person hiding in the tunnel in front of the target, and the other issued the order.

"The second group of the third platoon and the second class comes out!"

"stand at attention."

"Take a break."

"Gun test!"

The militiamen participating in the training were all seventeen or eighteen years old. Han Yu was the shortest and stood at the far south.

Although Liang Xiaoyu's family was in difficulty and he was malnourished as a child, he was the tallest and stood at the northern end of the queue.

The last time he fired five rounds, three of them missed the target. The company commander and instructor were very unhappy.

Han Yu was worried that he would be criticized again 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 was done."

"Live fire going on, stay focused."

"yes!"

Han Yu did not dare to be distracted anymore. Following Minister Lei's command, he quickly loaded bullets into the magazine, lay down, adjusted his breathing, aligned the three points, aimed at the moving target, pulled the gun bolt, and calculated the reserve amount. Burst firing.

Bah!

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

Keep aiming, keep shooting.

After five bullets were fired, he lay on the ground unable to move.

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

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

Instructor Huang from the County Armed Forces Department, who joined the army in 1982 and went to the front line of Laoshan in 1985, and received third-class merit, reported his results in an ups and downs:

"No. 1, forty-two rings! No. 2, twenty-six rings! No. 3, thirty-five rings..."

On a moving target, five bullets can hit 42 rings, which is a very good result.

Minister Lei couldn't help but smile and said: "Han Yu, you fought well and didn't embarrass you Xu Suo."

"Thank you, Minister Lei!"

"I praise you, and your tail will be raised to the sky. Lead the team into formation, and prepare the third group!"

Han Yu is also very happy to be able to play the forty-two rings.

What's even more gratifying is that after all the comrades in the three platoons have finished shooting, they can return the Type 56 semi-automatic rifles that they have carried for ten days to the cadres of the Armed Forces Department, and return to the old farm primary school building where they have lived for twelve days to attend the commendation meeting, and then You can pack your luggage and take the big truck that arrived at noon back to the Fourth Factory.

Although I was happy, I was a little reluctant to give up. After all, as long as you are a boy, no one has a dream of being a soldier.

The past twelve days, although it was just militia training, and 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 building. We can only make a bed of wheat straw or straw on the ground, then put on the bedding brought from the school, and a dozen people sleep together in the big bunk bed.

The food was much worse than that in the institute. Eating was done in units of classes. Rice and vegetables were cooked in a basin and soup was placed on the ground. Ten people gathered in a circle and ate while squatting.

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

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

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

The training is more strenuous and the subjects are arranged very intensively.

Queue training, crossing obstacles, gun disassembly, bayonet fighting, live ammunition shooting, bomb dropping, bundling explosive packages, laying mines...

It even requires soil work, digging trenches and building fortifications, and conducting position defense training. You also need to learn military common sense such as the three defenses (chemical defense, nuclear defense, and bacterial defense).

There are exercises in the morning and name-calling and commentaries in the evening. I am exhausted every day.

They ate twice as much as before and fell asleep when they lay down at night. Liang Xiaoyu and the others didn't care whether their feet smelled bad or whether they snored while sleeping.

As for clothing, the militiamen do not have uniforms.

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

Although it was very difficult, it still felt meaningful and I made many friends.

Even Liang Xiaoyu, who was shy and did not dare to speak, relaxed after these twelve days of training. His voice was the loudest every time he sang.

Just as I was thinking about whether I would be commended at the commendation meeting later, the sound of a motorcycle engine suddenly came from the distance.

"Who?"

"Looks like a police officer."

"Xianyu, do you recognize him?"

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

Liang Xiaoyu also saw it, holding the gun and smiling.

During the target practice, the surrounding area was blocked off, but it could stop others, but not Xu Sanye.

He drove the tricycle all the way to Minister Lei and Staff Liu. There was no road here. Han Yu was really worried that he would knock the bucket away.

"Minister Lei, I'm not late."

"Didn't you go to the East China Sea? When did you come back?"

"Not only did I go to the East China Sea, I also went to Hui'an. I just came home and rushed over as soon as I heard that you were shooting target today."

Xu Sanye took the cigarette from Director Lei, looked back, found two subordinates, and gave the order like a teacher: "Xianyu, 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 rescue platoon, totaling more than 130 people.

No one could specialize during the training, and no other unit leaders except the leaders of the County Armed Forces Department came to see it.

The director came to see him and called him by name in front of so many comrades. Han Yu was very happy and felt that he was very proud.

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

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

"Take a break."

I haven't trained in vain for these twelve days, and I can feel that the energy and energy of these two fish are completely different from before.

Xu Sanye was very satisfied. He patted Han Yu's arm, pulled Liang Xiaoyu's equipment, turned around and said with a smile: "Minister Lei, Staff Liu, thank you for your hard work. The training was good."

The last few militiamen had finished shooting. Minister Lei signaled the company commander to organize them to take them back. He turned around and said with a smile: "Since these two fish have participated in the training, they will still be my soldiers before they are disbanded. Isn't it a little bit that you overstepped my command and gave the order?" Too much."

Staff Liu was convinced, and walked over and said with a smile: "Minister Lei is right, you just broke into our shooting range and gave orders to our soldiers, which is too disrespectful to us. Even if Minister Gao comes here, he will not be like you." .”

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

Xu Sanye took off Han Yu's rifle, pulled the bolt and checked it. He raised the gun, took aim, and asked, "How many bullets were fired?"

Han Yu quickly said: "Report to Xu Suo, five rounds for the fixed target and five rounds for the moving target, ten rounds in total!"

"Only ten rounds in total... Where are the grenades? How many were thrown?"

"Hand grenades were thrown all afternoon, I can't remember how many times."

"Training bombs?"

"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 times, and the bombs are dropped with training bombs instead. Is this training meaningful?"

The man in front of me is annoying to everyone, but he has a very good relationship with the Armed Forces.

Staff Officer Liu was not afraid of him and said unhappily: "Do you think it was when you were the militia battalion commander? Now you can organize a training and fire ten bullets, which is already very good."

"How many bullets are left?"

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

"Do you have any pistol ammunition?"

"have."

Staff Officer Liu knew that he would either not come, and he would not leave until he was satisfied with the shooting. He pulled out a pistol from his waist and asked with a smile: "Should you use yours or mine?"

"Use them all."

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

Squad Leader Ding from the Armed Forces Arsenal quickly ran over and stood at attention, saluting: "Suo Xu, what's your order?"

Xu Sanye handed Commander Liu's May 4th pistol to him, turned around and pointed at Han Yu: "Teach Xianyu how to use it."

Squad leader Ding said without hesitation: "Yes!"

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

"Minister Lei, don't be idle. Find some bullets and help me teach Liang Xiaoyu a lesson."

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

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

"This is what you said."

Minister Lei laughed, walked over and patted Liang Xiaoyu on the arm, and took Liang Xiaoyu to the munitions truck to get the bullets.

Xu Sanye put down his gun, took out an old-fashioned military uniform with a red collar badge from the bucket in the third round, took off his pants and changed in front of everyone.

"Commander Liu, it's boring for me to practice alone. How about we come together and do the same thing as usual?"

"I didn't bring any training clothes."

"This is it. If it gets dirty, go back and wash it."

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

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

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

"Yellow and Red Army, come here!"

"Xu Suo, what's going on?"

"What do you think?"

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

It doesn't matter if you have been to the front line. Your military quality is not as good as someone who has been playing with guns since you were a child.

Teacher Huang didn't dare to trick the class, nor did he dare to displease him. He could only bite the bullet and said with a smile: "Xu Suo, you'd better be the sharp knife, and Staff Liu and I will cover it."

"Okay, hurry up and prepare, and try to capture the top of the mountain within fifteen minutes!"

"Do you want grenades?"

"Is there live ammunition?"

"have."

"Since there is it, go and get it quickly. Let Xiao Ding press a few marbles. We can have another big plate of chicken after taking it down the mountain!"

The next scene left Han Yu and Liang Xiaoyu stunned.

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

Xu Sanye shouted "charge" and rushed towards the mound.

Staff Liu and Teacher Huang were on the left and the other on the right. The three of them sometimes crawled forward, sometimes fired bursts, sometimes fired continuously, alternately covering, and attacking forward.

I saw them rushing into the fortifications dug during the previous positional defense training, drilling into 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 under alternate cover. Amidst the sound of gunfire and the explosion of grenades, they rushed all the way to the mound.

"The red clouds are flying over the western mountains at sunset, and the soldiers are returning to camp from target practice. The red flowers on their chests reflect the colorful clouds. Happy songs are flying all over the sky. If there is less rice, there will be more rice. If there is less rice, there will be more concessions. Happy songs are flying all over the sky..."

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

"Xianyu, did you see that? This is called militia training."

Xu Sanye quickly checked the gun and handed it back to Han Yu. Then he turned around and asked, "Xiao Ding, are you ready for the chicken?"

"Report to Suo Xu, preparations are complete."

"Go over and set up some targets."

"yes!"

After firing the rifle and throwing the grenades, he started firing the turntable gun again.

One person couldn't get enough of it, so he asked Staff Officer Liu to serve as the deputy shooter, and asked Instructor Huang and Squad Leader Ding from the arsenal to operate another turntable machine gun, creating a crossfire.

Looking along the traces left by the tracer bullets, several targets in the distance were shot to pieces amidst the rattling gunfire.

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