Reborn in 1977

With bellies full, the army returned the way they came.

On the threshing ground of the brigade headquarters, Xiao Liewen gave another short lecture, then announced the disbandment, and everyone went back to their own homes.

Chen Fan hurried to the radio station, checked the time, it was already 3:55, quickly turned on the equipment, and finally didn't delay the afternoon broadcast.

Zhang Wenliang walked over with a rifle, and whistled at the kestrel standing on top of the cabinet.

Unfortunately, the kestrel ignored him and instead took two steps back.

Zhang Wenliang didn't mind, looked at Chen Fan who breathed a long sigh of relief and smiled, "Don't worry, the time is calculated in advance, it won't delay your afternoon work, otherwise Captain Xiao would have let you come back early."

Chen Fan turned his head and smiled, just about to speak, he saw the gun in his hand and asked curiously, "Do you still have training?"

After the training, all guns and bullets had to be put into storage, and the warehouse was in two rooms in the middle courtyard.

Chen Fan only found out today that there were actually two armories in this brigade headquarters, and Li Yunlong would definitely be jealous when he saw the weapons and ammunition inside.

Zhang Wenliang waved his hand, "No, the training is over."

Then he handed the rifle in his hand to him, "Didn't you want to be a sharpshooter? Captain Xiao said to give you this to practice shooting."

Huh?

Chen Fan's eyes lit up immediately, but his face was a little suspicious, and he couldn't help pointing to his nose and asking, "Are you sure it's for me?"

Zhang Wenliang stuffed the gun into his arms and said, "If it's not for you, what would I bring it up for?"

After a pause, he said with a憋着 smile, "If you use a good gun to hang bricks, it's easy to damage the gun, but a scrapped gun is different, you can hang it as you like. This gun has been scrapped, and there are no bullets, so it's perfect for you to practice holding the gun."

Then he warned again with some worry, "You must not think about hiding bullets and using this gun to shoot, it will explode!"

Chen Fan's face collapsed, he knew there was no such good thing.

Zhang Wenliang smiled and said, "Hey, hey, don't be dissatisfied, go ask around the whole brigade, except for me and Captain Xiao, who can have a gun of their own? You are the only one with this privilege."

Chen Fan squeezed out a smile while holding the gun, "Thank you."

Zhang Wenliang waved his hand, "No need, if you want to thank someone, thank Captain Xiao, he ordered it. Oh, by the way, in addition to holding the gun, you can also practice assembling the gun, that is, disassembling and reassembling it, has Xingxiu taught you?"

Chen Fan nodded immediately, "I've been taught, and I've also been taught how to disassemble and assemble a Mauser pistol."

The entire militia company only had four short guns, held by Xiao Liewen, Zhang Wenliang, Yang Xingxiu, and barefoot doctor and militia health worker Zhang Juemin respectively. Yang Xingxiu saw that Chen Fan was curious, so he gave him the gun to play with for a while, but unfortunately there were too few pistol bullets, so he couldn't let him shoot a few times to feel it.

While Chen Fan was talking, he squatted on the ground and disassembled this scrapped Type 56 semi-automatic rifle into parts, and then reassembled it.

Zhang Wenliang nodded slightly when he saw his smooth movements, and smiled, "Okay, but the speed is a bit slow, you can practice slowly by yourself. In addition, in addition to speed, you can also try to practice assembling the gun blindfolded. Assembling the gun blindfolded is considered for use in nighttime combat environments, it is very practical, learn more and practice more, maybe someday you will catch up with me."

Someday?

Chen Fan glanced at him suspiciously, and wanted to correct him whether he used the wrong word?

Zhang Wenliang waved his hand and left smartly.

He also had to go home and secretly practice holding the gun, otherwise, as Xiao Liewen said, if Chen Fan surpassed him in fixed target shooting in the next spring training, where would he, the militia company commander, put his face?

He must always stay ahead!

After Zhang Wenliang left, Chen Fan excitedly disassembled the gun in his hand again.

Although it was said to be scrapped, all the spare parts of this gun were complete, but the rifling of the barrel had been worn smooth. If you replaced the barrel, it would be a good gun.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Captain Xiao is so generous!

It's a pity that there is no bayonet, it would be complete with a bayonet.

……

In the front yard, Zhang Wenliang walked into the office and said, "Uncle, I gave him the gun, the scrapped one."

Zhang Changjiang sat behind a desk, picked up a large tea mug and took a sip of water, looked at Xiao Liewen in confusion, and asked, "Why did you give him the gun?"

Although it was scrapped, it was still a gun. As long as you could find bullets, you could shoot it, but the rifling was worn smooth, so it was up to fate where the bullet hit.

Or, would it explode directly?

Xiao Liewen crossed his legs, smiled and said, "I think this little Chen still has some comprehension, I want to see how far he can learn."

Secretary Yang's eyes flickered slightly, thinking of the little report his daughter just made, he glanced at him sideways, "Old Xiao, what do you want to do? I'm telling you, if you dare to send little Chen away, I'll send you away!"

Zhang Changjiang was stunned immediately, looked left and right, "Send away? Send where?"

Zhang Wenliang quickly found a corner to sit down and watch the show, and also lit a cigarette beautifully.

As soon as Xiao Liewen heard that someone had leaked the news, he quickly laughed and said, "It's not now that I'm sending him away, it's still early."

Then he said to Zhang Changjiang, "I was thinking, if little Chen can help our Lujiawan train a group of qualified veterinarians, then wouldn't we owe a big favor?"

Zhang Changjiang smacked his lips and thought for a while, then nodded, "Although but, I admit it!"

Although little Chen is the overall planner of the brigade headquarters, and it is his duty to do these things, it does not include training others to become veterinarians, so he must admit this favor.

Xiao Liewen patted his thigh, smiled and said, "That's right, don't say we have to admit it, the brigade headquarters has to admit it too. He not only makes selfless contributions, but also leads everyone to make progress together, and considers everything for the public. He took the initiative to say one for each team when asked to help train two people, look, what a good young man.

If someone makes a contribution, no matter where they are, they have to be rewarded for their merits, isn't that the truth?"

Secretary Yang's vigilance did not diminish, "So what?"

Xiao Liewen turned to face him, coughed dryly, "I was thinking, little Chen is only 16 years old this year. If he can make solid contributions in the next two years and bring out a group of backbones for our Lujiawan, when he is 18 in two years, I will be the guarantor and send him to the army, what do you think?"

There are three ways to get ahead now: recommendation to school, recruitment of workers, and recruitment of soldiers. As long as you have the ability and are willing to work hard, you can become a cadre in any of these ways. Sending Chen Fan to the army is equivalent to sending him a future.

Zhang Changjiang and Secretary Yang looked at each other, squinted their eyes and thought for a while, and said, "You guarantee him? I know the possibility is not high, but what if there is a problem with his background?"

Secretary Yang also persuaded, "Labor is not divided into high and low, and contributions are not divided into positions. I think it's good for him to stay in Lujiawan."

Xiao Liewen curled his lips, took out his pipe and filled it with tobacco, lit it and took a puff before saying, "I think you just don't want to hand over talent."

Then he looked at Zhang Changjiang, "You also said it's just in case, what problem can a half-grown child have? If there is really a problem with his family, can't he atone for his sins? Besides, he is not guilty."

Then he looked at Secretary Yang again, "Contributions are not divided into positions, but if he can really learn my set of things, what contribution can he make in Lujiawan? The battlefield is where he should go!

Besides, I'm not sending him away right away, isn't there still two years? In two years, whether he is good or bad, whether he can make some achievements, whether it is worth my old face to send him to join the army, that's all two different things, why are you in such a hurry?"

Hearing him say this, Secretary Yang laughed and turned to look at Zhang Changjiang, and smiled, "That's right, little Chen seems to be just 16, wait two years, wait two years before talking about it."

Zhang Changjiang instantly understood what he meant, and nodded in agreement, "That's right, if there is really no problem in two years, we will guarantee it with you."

Anyway, just delay it.

The maximum age for conscription is 22, in Old Xiao's words, why are you in such a hurry!