Su He walked up to Li Hao, squatted in front of the barrel, grabbed his barrel with his hand, and pulled gently.
Immediately, the rifle in Li Hao's hand began to shake, and the butt of the gun was directly separated from his shoulder.
"As long as you have such a stable gun, once you fire, the recoil will shake your gun and you won't even know where the bullet will go!"
Su He cursed.
Li Hao suddenly blushed and quickly pulled the gun back again to stabilize himself.
Zhao Dong on the side also tested the other freshmen in this way, and they all pulled away with a gentle pull.
But when he arrived at Jiang Fan's place, he basically didn't move.
Zhao Dong was slightly surprised and increased his intensity.
However, he discovered that the rifle seemed to be firmly embedded in Jiang Fan's palm and shoulder.
If he exerts more force, although the entire gun will shake, it will also shake with Jiang Fan's entire body!
In other words, this kind of gun stability is already very standard!
"Okay! Have you practiced again?"
Zhao Dong smiled and asked.
Jiang Fan also smiled, "I don't have any real guns at home, but I can still find toy guns made of wood."
"You brat!" Zhao Dong laughed and scolded: "Keep it up! You're doing the right thing!"
"Report, monitor!"
Li Hao shouted at this time: "The target is quite big. Can we just aim at the target through the crosshair?"
"No!"
Su He replied: "The number of rings on the target paper is from 6 to 10!"
"The outermost ring is 6! Anyone who misses will be counted as a miss, which is 0 ring."
"The shooting assessment during the new training period will be based on the 100-meter chest ring target, which is the one you see now."
"When shooting at 100 meters, use your aim to suppress one-third of the ten-ring red dot, which means only one-third is exposed!"
"Look carefully, if you look at the 100-meter target paper through the crosshair from a hundred meters away, the ten-ring red heart is the same size as the crosshair!"
"Unless you are short-sighted, you won't be able to see clearly. In addition, at this time, as long as you hold the gun steady enough and don't shake when shooting, you can usually hit the target paper!"
"Of course, whether you can hit the tenth ring depends on how stable you are!"
Lin Tao asked: "Squad leader, is the 60-level pass for 100-meter fixed shooting?"
Su He nodded: "Yes! 60 is a passing grade, 80 is a good grade, and 90 is an excellent grade!"
"However, as future commanding officers, the school requires that you must be good or above even during the new training period. And in the second to fourth years, you must be excellent or above."
"If it doesn't meet the standards...hehe..."
As he said that, Su He showed a strange smile.
Everyone in Class Three felt a chill in their hearts when they saw it.
Needless to say, if you fail to achieve it, you will practice to death!
Jiang Fan looked at the target paper through the crosshairs and found that when he looked at it like this in his previous life, although he could see it, it was not very clear.
Now, with the eagle eye, the target paper at 100 meters is as clear as if it is placed in front of me!
In other words, at this time, as long as he holds the gun firmly enough, he can definitely hit the target with every shot!
After teaching them how to hold the gun in the prone position and how to aim, Su He and Zhao Dong asked them to start training on the stability of the gun.
"Everyone, stand up!"
Su He shouted: "Target, cement road in the camp, run and walk!"
Hearing this, everyone in Class Three was shocked.
What are you doing on the cement road?
You won't practice there, right?
After everyone ran there, Su He immediately ordered: "Everyone, roll up your sleeves to your upper arms, lie down and hold your gun as I taught you before!"
"I'm going! I really want to practice here!"
When everyone saw the hard cement road, their faces were suddenly filled with fear.
Just now they felt some pain in their elbows from rubbing their guns on the lawn.
If it were on a cement floor, you would have to wear off several layers of skin!
"Why are you still standing there? Lie down!"
Su He shouted: "If you ask for the top, you will get the middle, if you ask for the middle, you will get the bottom!"
"If you can secure the gun on the concrete floor, you can secure it even more securely on the grass at the shooting range!"
"Squad leader, why do you still have us roll up our sleeves?" Li Hao said with a bitter look on his face.
"Nonsense! If you don't wear a thick layer of calluses on your wrinkles and undergo more brutal shooting training in the future, will you be able to shoot well?"
Su He said impatiently: "Get down quickly! Otherwise, I will scatter stones where you lie down!"
After hearing this, everyone dared not hesitate, they all lay down and rolled up their sleeves.
Jiang Fan is fine.
This type of training is very common in the army.
He has long been used to it.
only……
In my previous life, I developed calluses on my elbows in the first year. It was really easy to practice later and I would not get sore easily.
But in this life, with a body that has not been trained, and the smooth appearance of the elbows, I am afraid that I have to endure a lot of hardships before I can practice the calluses.
As soon as they lay down and held the gun with the flesh of their elbows, everyone felt a stinging pain.
This cement floor is not a smooth tile, and the granular cement on it is no joke.
"Don't worry, let's just do five sets of three minutes each. Isn't it easy?"
Su He said to the students of class three with a smile.
The students in Class 3 breathed a sigh of relief.
One group lasts three minutes, and five groups lasts fifteen minutes.
Just grit your teeth and you should be able to persevere.
However, they didn't notice the playfulness in Su He's smile.
Soon, the monitors of other classes also pulled the students of their classes to the concrete floor. In the same way as the third class, they rolled up their sleeves and lay down to practice shooting.
Suddenly, the sound of mourning shook the sky.
A minute passed.
After all, it was the first time, and it was just the beginning, so the students in Class Three could still hold on.
But, the next second.
"ah!"
Zhao Dong walked up to a student's gun and pulled it gently.
Because the student's hand was holding the gun tightly and his elbow was pressed against the concrete floor, this pull caused his gun and elbow to rub and slide forward.
A burst of pain came and he couldn't help but cry out.
"You still want to hit the target with such stability?"
Zhao Dong showed no sympathy for the bloody marks on his elbow, and shouted seriously: "Two more minutes!"
"What?"
The student was confused on the spot, "No! Class deputy! If you pull like this, my elbow will rub against the cement floor, so it will definitely relax!"
"Yeah?"
Zhao Dong smiled coldly and squatted directly in front of Lin Tao.
Lin Tao was immediately shocked and said, "Deputy deputy, no!"
Zhao Dong said: "Wait a minute, I will pull the barrel of your gun with the same strength I used to pull him. If you dare to let go of the gun, this group will be added ten minutes!"
"ten minutes?!"
Lin Tao swallowed hard.
At this time, Zhao Dong had already stretched out his hand, grabbed the barrel of his gun, and pulled it with the same force.
Suddenly, a pinprick pain came from my elbow.
But Lin Tao still held on to the gun tightly, keeping his elbow from the cement floor. Naturally, the gun did not relax like the previous student.
But the consequence of this is that the elbows rub more severely.
The pain is also more intense.
Lin Tao was so painful that he almost shed tears.
Zhao Dongchong said to the previous student: "Look, has his gun been relaxed? Has his elbow left the ground?"
The student refused to accept: "This is different, you reminded him! And he threatened to add ten minutes if he relaxed. Of course he endured the pain and did not dare to relax!"
Zhao Dong immediately shouted: "But if this is a battlefield, it will be full of dangers at all times! The enemy is right in front of you. Could it be that if you feel a little pain in your body, you will give up shooting?"
"You can relax if I don't move you! What if it's a battlefield? If you don't tense up and hold the gun at all times, you will lose your life at any time! If this is the case, do you still have reason to relax?"
With one sentence, the student was immediately speechless and could only silently hold the gun again.
Zhao Dong also tested other students in this way.
Because they had learned from the past, when Zhao Dong came over, the others clenched their guns and endured the pain.
Of course Jiang Fan is no exception.
Soon, three minutes passed.
When Su He gave the command to rest for two minutes, except for the student who was punished at the beginning, everyone else put down their guns and rubbed their elbows with grins on their faces.
At this time, everyone noticed that Jiang Fan was still lying there without moving.
"Jiang Fan, didn't I give you the command to rest? Why don't you move?"
Su He was slightly startled.
Jiang Fan said calmly: "Report, I'm okay, no need to rest! You can continue training!"
The heads of the students in Class Three suddenly turned around.
Do you want to roll this too? !
