"I am ready."
Jiang Xueming nodded and raised his hands, waiting for the shooting coach's next instruction.
"Hey..." Teacher Liu looked like he was hesitating to speak - to be honest, he didn't take Bu Liuxing's inexplicable emergency invitation to heart at all at first.
Ah Xing often has whimsical ideas and makes some inexplicable requests.
Including this time, the eldest young master called the local big names in various fields to come to this place with just a few words.
Just to do a physical test for this kid Jiang Xueming?
If it hadn't been for the relationship with Asing's mother, I'm afraid the three teachers present would have felt unreasonable when faced with this outrageous request to suddenly work overtime.
But just now, Jiang Xueming's meticulous look and calm and solemn attitude when disassembling the firearms made Teacher Liu change his mind.
When looking at the young man, Teacher Liu remembered how many students looked like when they first entered the police academy. They were all like this, as if they were shouldering some kind of mission and full of vigor and vitality.
All this made Teacher Liu feel that it was necessary to take this commission seriously.
"Feel free to play with him." Teacher Li shouted from the side: "As long as Young Master Xing is satisfied."
Teacher Liu completely ignored the cynicism of his old friend, took out the MOLLE system filled with ammunition belts from his bag, and helped Xueming put it on.
"Mr. Xueming, let's go to the running track with me."
"Do you want to get familiar with this shooting range first?" Jiang Xueming put on his equipment.
Teacher Liu pushed open the low fence at the entrance to the shooting range: "You are very smart."
Xueming followed closely behind him: "I saw it in the shooting club."
Teacher Liu trotted all the way and pushed open the door of the small room on the winding and complicated road.
"Look, we're only going to run once. You can memorize as many as you can. We're going to shoot at these targets later."
"good."
"The test and training project is the simplest entry-level CQB shooting, its full name is..."
Jiang Xueming replied: "Close Quarter Battle, indoor close quarter battle."
"Don't interrupt when the teacher is talking, classmate Jiang." Teacher Liu led the way and ordered the students behind him, but his expression was very happy: "Although you are right, it is simulating street fighting in complex environments such as buildings and residential buildings. Quick reaction close combat. But not all combat that happens indoors is called CQB."
After walking through six rooms with complex environments and targets of different heights, there was a large straight road with four windmill targets on both sides.
"Jiang Xueming, there are sixteen indoor human-shaped targets here, three groups of fixed targets, three in each group, four groups of windmill targets of different sizes, eight in each group, including uphill and downhill, emergency stop and right angle. Bend the close target. There are fifty-seven targets in total, do you remember them?"
"remember."
"How much do you remember?"
As the two ran back to the entrance of the shooting range.
Jiang Xueming said: "I remember everything."
"Remember everything?" Teacher Liu's eyes widened, and his blood pressure rose: "You can think about it before you talk! This place has just been renovated, and CQB training is very dangerous. Although the shooting compartments are all made of solid wood walls, there are still buried holes in some places. It's a steel rod, if you miss the shot, the bullet will bounce when it hits it, so don't hurt yourself."
"Thank you for your concern, teacher." Jiang Xueming smiled: "But I do remember everything."
"Remember it all..." Teacher Liu frowned and said nothing. He packed up his gun and magazine and muttered in a low voice: "Young people know how to talk hard. This is my first time running here. , I don’t even remember it all, but you remember it all.”
The teacher didn't say much, packed up the magazine and gun, and told Xueming, "Only shoot once at each target, regardless of whether you hit it or not. I'll say it again, be careful. I didn't bring a bulletproof vest or bulletproof vest." Come here with the helmet, don’t hurt yourself.”
"Okay, thank you, teacher." Jiang Xueming followed suit and packed up the equipment with Teacher Liu.
The Sig Sauer P220 has only eight rounds of ammunition, and the extended expansion magazine can only hold ten rounds.
For the fifty-seven targets, Teacher Liu prepared seven expanded magazines, put three into the bullet pouches on the waistband, and hung the remaining four in front of the MOLLE guard on the chest.
There are two benefits to doing this.
In the complex environment in the first half of the journey, when changing bullets, he only needed to pull out the magazines one by one from the waistband on his left hand to complete the action without being hindered by the narrow environment.
When shooting on the slope in the second half of the journey, after the magazine on the waist is used up, it will not hinder him from climbing the slope. The chest sling is closer to the gunman, allowing him to change ammunition faster.
In order to prevent the magazine from falling during rapid movement, Teacher Liu prepared seventy rounds of ammunition even though there were only fifty-seven targets.
Jiang Xueming's SVI Infiniti is originally a competitive pistol. The magazine with the expanded base holds 23 rounds. He only needs to carry three magazines to complete the entire shooting process, which is four times less than Teacher Liu. When reloading, all three magazines can be placed on the chest without hanging on the waist. The SVI's grip has a magazine guide well, so the reloading time will be shorter.
Putting aside the ergonomic design of other firearms - this is the most intuitive difference in firearm performance between a $5,000 knife and a $1,500 gun.
In order not to lose the reputation of Meteor, the coach took great pains in the arrangement of this shooting test.
Teacher Li sat in front of the surveillance camera, looking at the cameras in each isolation room, ready to press the timer.
"Ready?"
Jiang Xueming also moved over, wanting to see the teacher's demonstration.
"Ready."
"start!"
...
...
A refreshing siren sounded.
During the surveillance, Teacher Liu broke into the first room, almost without stopping, and opened fire as he walked into the next room.
There are occasional pauses in the reloading action, and there are often misjudgments about how much ammunition is left.
But he was fast, very fast.
Without any intention of stopping, he passed through small rooms in the narrow corridors, keeping moving while hitting the target.
Very heavy breathing can be heard from the closed-circuit television. It is very difficult to maintain breath-holding shooting and moving quickly at the same time. For players who run on the field for the first time and start shooting directly the second time, this group of CQB exercises is by no means easy. Something that can be done easily.
As they rushed up the slope, they could hear the crackling gunshots and the whinnying of a cow coming from Teacher Liu's chest, lungs and throat.
The windmill targets made jingling sounds one after another.
The final time was two minutes and 44 seconds.
Fifty-seven targets, fifty-three hit and four missed.
He hit all the fixed targets. In the second half of the race, Teacher Liu seemed to have little energy left, and it was difficult to maintain concentration. Those small targets that follow the wheel of the windmill are difficult to hit.
Lao Liu gasped and ran back to the entrance with a red face.
"Huh...huh...I'm dying. I have to smoke less in the future. Huh...how about it? Lao Li? Am I okay?"
Teacher Li smiled: "The sword is still young."
"It can be faster." Teacher Liu saw the numbers on the timer and the scoreboard: "It's my first time. I didn't remember the positions of several targets clearly, so it's inevitable that I'm a little unfamiliar. This broken gun will jam, which is really unlucky. "
"It's your turn, kid!" Lao Liu leaned on his knees, took a bottle of Coke, and said to Jiang Xueming, "Be careful. Be careful."
Teacher Li turned around and said: "Safety first. If you can finish this road, it will be good. It is very difficult. Are you ready?"
"Yes." Jiang Xueming stood by with a gun in hand, "Ready."
"Three, two, one."
"start!"
The whistle sounded again.
The three coaches at the entrance of the shooting range heard the continuous roar of gunfire coming from the Infiniti's 5.4-inch gun barrel.
Lao Liu was still resting and had just finished drinking half of the Coke. Mr. Li went to the toilet to fill the bottle with water.
Jiang Xueming rushed back to the entrance from the ramp and took a photo of the big red button of the timer.
The final time of the timer is.
One minute and forty-four seconds.
Teacher Li had just returned to the CCTV and was about to say hello to Teacher Liu.
Teacher Liu stared at the TV screen with a dazed expression on his face, saying nothing.
Bu Liuxing's fitness instructor turned his head and took a few more glances.
Mr. Xueming pulled out the magazine, took out the remaining eleven bullets, and listed them on the table.
Pulling the slide, he ejected the last bullet left in the gun chamber. Just like last time, he grabbed the bullet back tightly in his hand before it was thrown away by the shell-grabbing hook.
Primer points down, slug points up.
After he finished these things, he finally let out a long breath. His face turned pale, and he just held his breath and finished the whole race.
It's like when a battle is over and he is completely disarmed, he has time to relax and breathe.
"Is this kid fighting randomly? He went in and ran around and then came out?" Teacher Li finally understood what happened and asked Lao Liu in a low voice, "What's going on?"
"Old Li, look at the scoreboard and the video before talking. Don't insult me. Do you think he was beating randomly?" Old Liu asked Coach Li: "Looking at his timing of reloading, it's like he used the target as an imaginary enemy. Similarly, CQB does not limit the timing of reloading, but his two reloading actions completely hit the target. He only started to reload after clearing the enemies in the current scene——
——Look at the technology of this central axis-heavy locking gun.
——Look at this action that cuts to the triangle shooting method.
——Fifty-seven shots were all hit. Do you think he was shot randomly? He came prepared. "
Teacher Li was just a professional fighting coach, and half understood what he heard: "No... you're not kidding, are you? He is one minute faster than you? Is the gun we prepared for him too easy to use?"
"Yes. We are a full minute behind. This is his first time touching an Infiniti. No matter how easy the gun is, it will not be so bad." Old Liu turned around and asked Jiang Xueming cautiously: "Who are you, Your Excellency?"
"Teacher, I still have a few questions to ask you." Jiang Xueming skipped naming names: "I couldn't find a break just now because it was my first time to enter this kind of environment. As soon as I take a breath, my concentration will drop. I only have one chance to shoot, and there is no guarantee that I will miss it."
Lao Liu couldn't understand that this was a blind area of knowledge in sports shooting competitions: "Huh? Because of this, you won't be able to breathe?"
"Yes." Jiang Xueming covered his chest and lungs, feeling very uncomfortable - this intense anaerobic exercise caused creatine deposition in his body, and it was estimated that it would take about ten minutes to recover.
But he still refused to let go and grabbed Teacher Liu and came to the video.
He pointed to several scenes in the video and played them on a loop.
"I was very awkward when firing at this corner. I wanted to learn your gun-holding action, but our heights were different, and the situation at that time was also different. I want to know why you can hit the target without aiming. In the surveillance , I can see clearly that you didn’t aim with your eyes.”
"There is another problem...that is, in this room, you shot an extra bullet. It was originally agreed to be one bullet for each target, but you shot two. I know that is the Mozambican shooting method. Hit the chest first. and the torso to make the target stop moving, and then hit the head to finish the target. Can you teach me more? I only know one or two of the gun stances. This group of movements should be used in many scenarios. How should I tilt my shoulders and neck to adjust my aim? Angle?"
"Oh..." When Lao Liu heard these words, he seemed to be instructing the students, "As for aiming, if you know a little about the art of pointing the gun's central axis, in fact, there is no need to aim at the target at that distance. Our arms and torso are Like rulers and compasses, if you don’t care too much about hit rate, you only need to use your body as a support for the gun to knock down the target at this distance.”
Jiang Xueming thoughtfully said: "Is this so? Thank you..."
Old Liu Han scratched his head: "And that... Why did a target shoot two bullets and use the Mozambique shooting method? I simply forgot... That would cause strenuous exercise, the brain would be deprived of oxygen, and the mind would always wander. , I’m sorry, it’s a foul on me.”
Jiang Xueming didn't pay attention to this minor detail.
He just grabbed Teacher Liu and asked him non-stop, and then invited the teacher into the shooting range. He used these targets as imaginary enemies and asked about the ventilation time for each round of shooting.
This tossing lasted for more than half an hour.
Jiang Xueming repeatedly ran more than 20 rounds in the shooting range.
I took Lao Liu with me and ran eight more rounds.
Old Liu looked sad and saw the evil star still looking full of energy when he ran back to the entrance.
The limit time was shortened to one minute and six seconds, leaving aside the time for reloading, almost one target per second.
"No, no, no! No need to practice, no need..." Teacher Liu begged: "I'm hungry, let's go eat, okay? If you go all over the shooting associations in HK and yell at me, no one will be there." I dare to come and compete with you for medals.”
"I don't want a medal..." Jiang Xueming asked sincerely: "I think where is the connection between the third corner and the fourth room... I have been looking for opportunities to adjust my gait. That stretch of road is very awkward. Three steps are too short, four steps are too trivial...I..."
"Stop talking...hero." Teacher Liu begged, his eyes darkened, as if his mental strength and concentration had been exhausted: "I've been sucked dry by you, I have nothing to teach you, really... .You have to walk this road by yourself. Gun shooting is like martial arts. You have to have your own martial arts. We are master and apprentice. Don't think about the black-haired person sending the white-haired person away every day... ..I still have to tidy up my appearance to see Mr. Xing, I don’t want this appearance to become a legacy.”
"But..." Jiang Xueming still felt that it was not enough.
"Just spare him." Teacher Li was watching the fun from the side with a smile on his face: "All the bullets have been shot. Not only has he been sucked dry by you, but his weapon bag has also been sucked dry by you. .”
Old Liu Qiao muttered to Teacher Li: "This young man is very evil. Do you think you can escape?"
"Huh..." Teacher Li disdainfully said: "Can your physique be compared with that of a martial arts practitioner like me? He has been running with you for so long, I don't believe he still has the strength to deal with me later, hehe... ..”
Old Liu felt aggrieved at first, and then gritted his teeth: "Li Zongzhu! You are so despicable now!"
Jiang Xueming caught a glimpse of the titanium coating on the barrel of the SVI, which had begun to turn black due to long-term continuous shooting.
He still refused to give up and wanted to continue to become stronger. Otherwise, how would he go to the station to get the certificate of armed employees? How to deal with an armadillo hunter?
Seeing Teacher Liu's frightened expression, Xueming finally sighed, "ε=(´ο｀*))) Oh... let's make an appointment next time?"
Lao Liu seemed to be freed from the death threat and quickly agreed with a smile.
"Definitely next time! Definitely next time!"
