Siheyuan: A Family of Loyal and Brave People

After lunch, they cleaned up the dishes and took a short rest before squad leader Hao took Cheng Hao and the other two to the training ground of the regiment headquarters.

The regiment’s kitchen staff rarely go to the battlefield, but as a soldier, they still have to master the most basic military skills, shooting being one of them.

When the battle becomes really intense, not to mention the kitchen team, even the civilian staff of the regiment headquarters have to take up guns and go to the front line to fight. If you don't know how to use a gun, you won't succeed.

Squad Leader Hao chatted with the person in charge of the training ground for a while, and soon he brought a rifle and ten bullets, and took Cheng Hao and the other man to an open shooting range.

“Time is of the essence, so I won’t waste any more words.

I will teach you how to shoot this afternoon."

Looking at the gun in squad leader Hao's hand, Cheng Hao and He Yuzhu's eyes lit up. Men like this kind of thing. In his previous life, Cheng Hao bought a lot of toy guns when he was a child. Unfortunately, there was no shooting training during the military training in college. It was not until now that he saw the real thing with his own eyes.

"This Type 38 rifle was captured from the Japanese. Look carefully, this is its..."

Squad leader Hao skillfully disassembled the Type 38 rifle and introduced each component one by one. After the explanation, he reassembled the scattered parts like a magician. The whole process was smooth and there was no pause, which showed that he had touched the gun many times.

"Shooting a gun is actually very simple. Assemble the gun, load the bullet, pull the bolt, turn on the safety, aim at the target, and then pull the trigger.

I will show you how to do it, watch carefully."

Squad Leader Hao slowed down his movements, demonstrated the process once, raised his gun, aimed slightly, and pulled the trigger.

There was a loud bang, and a hole appeared on the target a hundred meters away.

Cheng Hao raised his hands to cover his eyes and looked into the distance, and found that he had hit the bull's eye - ten rings.

"The squad leader has good marksmanship."

Cheng Hao couldn't help but praise.

In the past few decades, the country has been at war. The ruthless people who can survive the blood and fire have extremely high military skills and are definitely not useless.

"It's not a big deal, you can do it if you train well."

Squad leader Hao smiled slightly, looking very calm. The joy of showing off in front of others is so simple and unpretentious.

"You guys get familiar with the guns first, and then we can shoot live ammunition later."

The troops will set out in a few days, and Squad Leader Hao wants to teach the two men some combat skills to help them save their lives on the battlefield.

Taking the gun handed to him, Cheng Hao's pupils shrank slightly. He recalled the actions of Captain Hao just now in his mind, exerted force with his hands, and easily disassembled the gun into several parts.

"Have you ever used a gun before?"

Squad leader Hao frowned slightly and asked in confusion.

"No."

Cheng Hao quickly shook his head and explained.

"This is my first time touching a gun, but thinking about the squad leader's actions just now, my hand..."

Perhaps due to his previous experience with toy guns, Cheng Hao showed extraordinary proficiency as soon as he started, which immediately attracted the attention of squad leader Hao.

"Load the gun and try firing one round."

Squad Leader Hao pointed at the target a hundred meters away, his voice trembling slightly.

"Just hit that one."

New recruits who have just touched a gun are generally clumsy. It is rare to find someone as skillful as Cheng Hao. Perhaps he has a talent in this area.

"Yes."

Cheng Hao responded verbally, but his hands kept moving. He assembled the Type 38 rifle and took careful aim at the target a hundred meters away.

After a moment of calibration, the three points were in a straight line. Cheng Hao felt that the time had come, so he pulled the trigger decisively. The bullet flew out of the gun and hit the target.

"It's incredible."

Squad Leader Hao couldn't help but sigh before he confirmed the results.

The Type 38 rifle bullet has a high initial velocity, a smooth trajectory, and is characterized by high shooting accuracy.

But even so, it is still not easy to hit a target a hundred meters away.

For a newcomer practicing shooting for the first time, it is already very talented if he does not miss the target from a distance of 100 meters.

"Eight rings."

Squad Leader Hao was amazed when he saw where the bullet landed.

“You are truly a talented person.

It's a bit unfair for you to stay in the kitchen squad, how about I talk to the regiment and let you go to the company?"

Judging from Cheng Hao's performance, it would not be a problem for him to become a sharpshooter after some more training, and he might even become a combat hero if he goes to the front line to fight.

Hearing this, Cheng Hao's heart tightened and he quickly defended himself.

"Squad leader, my shooting skills are not as good as yours.

I'd better stay in the kitchen."

There is no problem in being transferred to the company, but before that, Cheng Hao needs to strengthen himself through the system and acquire certain life-saving abilities.

The hail of bullets on the battlefield is very dangerous, and just being an accurate shooter is not enough to be competent in combat missions.

"Okay, it's not bad to stay in the kitchen."

Squad leader Hao nodded and did not force Cheng Hao.

The war is imminent, and no matter how talented Cheng Hao is, he does not have enough time to train. Instead of rushing to the front line, it is better for him to stay in the regiment's kitchen team to accumulate experience.

When the time is right, the group will naturally consider demoting him.

"Brother Hao, let me try it."

Seeing Cheng Hao's excellent performance, He Yuzhu was eager to try and was a little impatient.

He Yuzhu is definitely better than Cheng Hao in cooking skills. Since Cheng Hao can do it, he should be able to do it too.

After getting the consent of squad leader Hao, Cheng Hao handed the gun to He Yuzhu, who fiddled with it for a long time but failed to remove the parts.

An anxious He Yuzhu tried to solve the problem by brute force and almost broke the bolt off. It was squad leader Hao who stopped him in time to avoid an accident.

Facing squad leader Hao's stern gaze, He Yuzhu's first shot missed the target as expected.

"You don't look like you're suitable for handling this thing. You'd better stay in the kitchen and cook."

He Yuzhu fired three shots in a row, but none of them hit the target. Squad Leader Hao finally saw what he was capable of.

"Captain, let me try again."

He Yuzhu was somewhat unwilling. It was not easy for him to get hold of the gun, and he was reluctant to put it down easily.

"Okay, stop wasting bullets, it's Cheng Hao's turn."

After receiving the order, He Yuzhu had no choice but to hand the gun to Cheng Hao.

Then squad leader Hao focused on teaching Cheng Hao shooting skills.

After listening to it, Cheng Hao slightly corrected his movements and his shooting accuracy improved again. The next few bullets were all above the eight rings, and one bullet even hit the center of the bull's eye, reaching the ten rings.

Looking at the bullet marks on the target, Squad Leader Hao smiled even more.

One shot may be luck, but several shots in a row are not just luck.

Cheng Hao was able to achieve such results on the first day of holding a gun. He really has a talent for shooting.

After firing ten bullets, Squad Leader Hao returned the gun. After a short training period, it was time to make dinner.

On the way back to the kitchen, He Yuzhu hung his head, obviously still upset about what had just happened.

Who among the young men who join the army doesn’t have a dream of being a hero?

However, judging from He Yuzhu's performance, it might be difficult for him to achieve anything on the battlefield, and he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

"Zhu Zi, you are not as good as me in shooting, and I am not as good as you in cooking.

We each win one game, it's fair."

He Yuzhu looked up when he heard this and found the kitchen right in front of him. Thinking that his cooking skills were far better than Cheng Hao's, the haze in his heart instantly dissipated.

They are the kitchen team, and what matters most is their cooking skills. When it comes to cooking, He Yuzhu has a lot to say.