He was reborn and became a firefighter again?

Chapter 170 Returning from Target Shooting

The bare shooting range is symbolically blocked by barbed wire and a few warning signs.

But the captain said that as long as there is a sign of the military management area, let alone entering, anyone who dares to stop with a camera can be arrested and taken into the squadron to drink tea.

If you really want to go online, you can't even take a notebook and write at the door.

When the captain said this, he still felt a bit superior.

In this regard, the armed police do have some confidence.

There are actually fire fighters, but they are hung at the door of the detachment, but when the people really come, they can't catch them even with their cameras.

But...what happened? We are close to the people!

"Brother, let me tell you about this gun!"

As soon as the captain arrived at the bunker and started teaching, Fang Huai immediately looked serious.

The captain patted the gun: "When you arrive at the shooting range, you should test the gun first! I won't go into the complicated ones! Open the magazine, pull the bolt, and see if there are bullets in it!

There is a gear switch on the side. Generally, our setting is 0, which is the safe position!

Turn to one, which is single shot, semi-automatic mode, burst fire!

Go to two, it’s a burst! As long as you hold the trigger tightly, a round of bullets will be fired quickly!

This is not an AK47, the piston rod is not that long!

Our 81 bar 1 is just similar in shape! As long as the butt of the rear gun is pressed against the shoulder without any backlash, the shooting accuracy is very high not only for single shots but also for continuous shots!

Target shooting position: For the first time shooting, use a lying position, shoot on the spot, and land on your hands, knees, elbows, and hips in sequence!

There is a butt for the gun, and the gun and right foot are in a straight line!

But you must keep your body and don't expose your cover! "

After that, take off the magazine and show them the step-by-step operation.

The captain was very attentive and did not just hand out a gun and let them leave after the experience.

"It's very simple to press the bullets with the magazine, just aim at the mouth of the bullet and press down one by one!"

After that, he handed the gun and bullets to Fang Huai.

Fang Huai held the gun in one hand and the long and narrow bullet in the other, feeling a sense of heaviness.

Five bullets, two ounces for the waiter.

The gun weighs six or seven pounds.

As the bullets were pressed in one by one and the magazine was loaded, Fang Huai couldn't help but think a little.

If you pull the bolt with your backhand, you are either a mole or a gangster.

Fang Huai pointed his gun at the target.

"Chaka." He pulled with his backhand.

Embarrassing, the insurance is stuck and has not been pulled.

"Pah!" Fang Huai immediately received a slap on the forehead.

Very hard.

"Who told you to play like this?" The captain became angry:

"Put aside my soldiers, I'll make you stand there with a gun and three bricks for two hours today!"

Fang Huai immediately said angrily: "Leader, I'm not facing anyone."

The captain yelled again: "There are rules for using guns! Get down! I will teach you step by step!"

Several other firefighters were no longer relaxed when faced with the fiery squadron leader, and they all observed carefully.

Fang Huai also followed his lying posture just now, imitating lying down step by step. Following his movements, he placed the gun on the sandbag in the bunker and corrected his posture.

"This posture... looks reasonable!" The captain saw that Fang Huai was able to teach him it once, so he calmed down and continued:

"This gun has no scope! Aim with both eyes! One main eye, the one you hold the gun against!

Use this gap to align the crosshair, and then aim at the bullseye. The aiming eye should be focused on the crosshair, not the gap!

Aim intentionally, fire unintentionally!

Don't push your shoulders back, stick it with your cheeks! "

Fang Huai did it for a while, but it was not as easy as he imagined playing balloons on the street. At a distance of 100 meters, even his enhanced eyes staring at the target were not high-definition.

Damn it, shooting at 800 meters is really scary. It’s not an eight-power scope. The posture is wrong. Even when I aim at 100 meters, I feel the shaking is shocking.

But maybe it's because his eyes have been strengthened. Ordinary people can't feel the aiming gap caused by the slight vibration of the muzzle.

Fang Huai lay quietly like this, and the other people didn't bother him, and started learning with another gun nearby.

"Bang! Card... touch!..."

Han Yong finished his bullets first.

There was a burst of smoke and a loud sound.

"Four missed the target, one with nine rings!" the platoon leader in the distance announced the target loudly.

"Haha, the first shot was aimed very accurately, but later on, the posture was crooked! But he is talented!"

As the captain was talking, Fang Huai suddenly said:

"I feel it, leader."

"Then turn on the safety and start shooting!"

The company commander raised his hand towards the front.

"Ta, Kong... Ta, Kong..."

The recoil of the gun was so shocking that it hurt his face, but Fang Huai was sure that the two shots were on target.

Feeling the recoil, Fang Huai set up a continuous fire, pressed the gun firmly, click, click, click, three shots.

Aim intentionally, shoot unintentionally.

"Ten rings! Nine rings! Nine rings! Seven rings! One missed the target!" The platoon leader in the distance reported the target.

"Hey, that's okay!" The captain's eyes widened.

Fang Huai curled his lips.

"Forget it, leader, the difficulty of hitting the target is much more difficult than shooting a balloon on the street, let alone hitting ten rings."

My eyes are almost fixed on the target paper. The built-in sight is still a bad result. If it exceeds this distance, it will be difficult to hit the target if it is not accurate.

This gun, even if you don't play with it, is very difficult to pretend to be B.

Don't have this talent.

——Versailles from Mr. Fang.

"...Playing balloons on the street?!" The captain jumped to his feet and yelled:

"I'm just saying this to you. I've ruined your talent and five bullets in vain!"

……

Fang Huai's target shooting score, 35 points, is higher than that of several people who have experienced it, but it is not high among armed police recruits.

Mainly because I adjusted the burst in the end.

However, Fang Huai heard that many recruits practice target practice. In order to give the recruits motivation and confidence, even if they miss the target, they will be given an eight-ring mark or something.

The moment he got off the shooting range, the system suddenly gave a prompt.

[Should the armed police job transfer system be enabled and the firefighting rewards and military merit stores be replaced? 】

Fang Huai was delighted for a few seconds at first, then hesitated for a few seconds and refused.

If you come to the armed police and touch a gun, can you trigger a job transfer?

<divclass="contentadv">But...he was satisfied today.

He came here to experience it. The feeling of real guns was indeed full of a man's sense of power, but the fire brigade's sense of participation in city construction moved him even more.

Many people are afraid of being scolded on this matter and dare not express their opinions and face their true feelings.

People's Liberation Army, armed police internal guard, with his ability, he will definitely join the special forces, serve as a soldier or an officer, it will be difficult to leave his mark. The sharp weapon of the country cannot be seen until the sword is drawn.

And he has to be a good soldier there, with a dirty heart and as smart as a ghost.

Or, you have to be particularly "stupid" and be particularly able to endure loneliness.

The mentality of a small citizen in his heart is very clear. He wants to live in the city, live among the crowd, enjoy the bustle, work hard in the ordinary city, and share the joy with it.

Of course, if my motherland needs me...

Fang Huai, like countless veterans, looked at the reserve rank in his discharge certificate and imagined the moment when he would bear the burden of military uniform and go into battle to kill the enemy.

If there is a war, they will be summoned back.

Now that he is still on active duty, he must cherish his time even more.

...

When leaving, the captain named Dang Heng repeatedly said to Fang Huai:

"Damn, it's a pity, it's a pity, you kid, you were born in the wrong child when you joined the army. What's so good about being a firefighter?

If you come to our army, I will make you scream! Look at your boy's face, he's so pale, he doesn't look like a good soldier! "

Fang Huai couldn't hold it back anymore. He pointed at the Special Service-08 number on his fire truck and complained:

“Party captain, take a look at this car for yourself, with the equipment, it costs less than 150 million!

Number, secret service sequence! I'm in the fire department, which is the highest-level grassroots squadron in the province. If I want to join the armed police, I won't join your poor squadron with four vehicles that can't reach 50 yuan in total!

You also said that our food is poor. Do you dare to bring your squadron's platoon leader and squad leader to our squadron for dinner?

It’s not easy to live your life by lying to them all day long, right? "

"What the hell!" the party leader glared:

"They are really the soldiers led by Cao Yi! Even his damaging tone is the same!

Here, you guys guided by Cao, take it and get out! "

As he said that, he threw two packs of cigarettes, and threw them in two places.

Still testing him.

Fang Huai used his hands, one left and one right, to successfully catch it.

"What a pity!" Seeing this scene, the party leader turned around and left cursing.

Fang Huai also cursed when he saw the black foot pole in his hand.

Damn it, Lao Cao has the potential to be a special forces soldier.

……

"The sunset is red and the mountains are flying in the west. The soldiers are shooting and returning to the camp. Returning to the camp..."

Everyone was singing and singing in a lively manner as the car entered the second squadron.

Just in time, everyone had gathered and finished singing and was getting ready for dinner.

"Hey, what's wrong, so happy?" Cao Yi turned around and asked.

Sun Jingwu got out of the car, looked at the group of drivers who were pushing away and did not want to rush to the ground at noon today, and laughed:

"We were asked to shoot today, and we shot five rounds!"

"Holy shit? Really?"

The crowd suddenly went crazy.

"Haha, let me tell you..."

Sun Jingwu went into the cafeteria with everyone while chatting about what happened this afternoon.

By the time Fang Huai and the others were in the dining hall, Hao Chengbin had already come up, touched several of his large parts, and asked:

"Is it hurt anywhere?"

"No." Fang Huai waved his hand.

Only then did Hao Chengbin get angry: "As for the good thing about shooting, why don't you let Sun Jingwu call me?"

Fang Huai was pouring water from the water dispenser in the corner. He choked on a sip and said sarcastically: "Squad leader, I'm afraid you won't be able to come back after you go..."

"Fang Huai stood up and kicked! The second phase of the very good one was done!"

Under Sun Jingwu's explanation, the cafeteria was gradually abuzz.

Especially those in the training team, looking at Fang Huai, he already felt a bit resentful that "it's a good thing he didn't do anything at that time".

Even Cao Yi turned around and asked, "Fang Huai, even the ninth man in their squadron lost to you?"

"Instructor, do you know him?" Fang Huai approached while drinking water.

"Of course I know him!" Ye Jiahong added: "Dang Heng often brings him out to drink...that old nine, I don't know his name! I only know that he won the ninth place in their detachment's competition! He is very skilled. !”

Ye Jiahong said, looked at Cao Yi and Chen Zhechang who were eating at the same table, and then laughed:

"I declare! From now on, Fang Huai will be the squad leader of squad five of our squadron!"

Everyone was stunned, new recruits? Be the squad leader?

Wen Jinsong's heart finally calmed down and became sour.

Fang Huai was also excited for two seconds, and then he felt something was wrong: "Captain, where did Class 5 of our squadron come from?"

Ye Jiahong then smiled and said: "The bodyguard class has just been established! You will be the personal bodyguards of me and Cao from now on! I will give you a multi-functional water gun! You can walk freely in the squadron headquarters!"

Fang Huai almost yelled.

Damn it, my joy is in vain!

Why don't you give up the entire eunuch class! Squadron leader and squad leader!

Fang Huai packed his meal speechlessly and returned to his seat.

Han Yong twisted his sore arm and said:

"Eh? The duty squadron of the armed police, do you want to join the police dispatch? The 110 type, perform tasks, arrest robberies and so on."

As soon as these words came out, the people of the Second Squadron at the nearby tables all raised their heads, then lowered their heads, and hurriedly prepared their meals in silence.

Fang Huai also immediately lowered his head and said nothing, did not answer, as if he had some taboo, and was frantically cooking rice.

The sound of chopsticks and bowls clashing in the cafeteria became much louder.

Less than two minutes passed.

"Xingxingxing!..." There was a sudden ringing sound!

Zhao Jincheng shouted: "Damn it! As soon as I eat on the weekend, the alarm bell will set off the table!"

As soon as these words were said, everyone seemed to have received some command. They all got up and ran out frantically, while the training team continued to eat leisurely.

Fang Huai also stood up and pointed at Han Yong: "With your open mouth, you don't usually say "call the police", but you have to say it while eating?"

(Additional update at midnight, will be posted before tomorrow morning)