"Bang!"
A gunshot made Xiaohong's eardrums hurt, and then a huge recoil hit her shoulders, knocking her to the ground.
Seeing this situation, Feng Qiang came to protect her, fearing that the gun would go off and hurt her.
Rubbing her shoulders, Xiaohong stood up from the ground with a grin, "It hurts. The recoil of this 38-year-old cap is really strong."
"Little red girl has never shot a rifle, has she?"
Xiaohong nodded, "I haven't done it myself, but I have seen others do it."
"Since Miss Xiaohong has never fought before, let me explain it first." Feng Qiang said, picking up the 38 cap on the ground, and then turned off the safety.
Then, Feng Qiang explained several standard shooting postures, and finally he suggested Xiaohong and the others to start with lying down.
"I want to fight too! I want to fight too!" The little girl jumped up and tried again, wanting to shoot the rifle.
"Well, the recoil of the rifle is strong. You are still young. Even if you can pull the trigger, the recoil will hurt you." Feng Qiang persuaded.
"Good uncle, I beg you." The little girl looked at Feng Qiang pitifully and begged.
"This." Feng Qiang was very embarrassed, but looking at the little girl's appearance at the moment, and thinking of the upright military posture she had just stood in, his heart couldn't help but soften, so he said, "This way, uncle holds the gun, you come Just pull the trigger, okay?”
After hearing this, the little girl nodded quickly, "Uncle is so kind!" After saying that, the little girl took out a piece of candy from her pocket and handed it over.
Feng Qiang took the candy with a smile, pulled the little girl to the shooting position, and then lay down.
The little girl also lay down and followed suit.
Then, Feng Qiang once again taught the details that need to be paid attention to when shooting, and then checked to make sure that the bullet was not loaded before he released the hand guarding the trigger and stepped out of the way for the little girl, "You do it."
The little girl moved and strictly followed Feng Qiang's instructions, making very standard movements.
His little finger rested on the trigger, "Can I pull it?"
"That's it!" Feng Qiang said.
The little girl took a sip and pulled the trigger hard.
The force required to pull the trigger of the Sanba Gaigai requires four pounds, which is about 1.9 kilograms of force. This force is not small for a seven-year-old girl.
"Crack!" The 38 big cover made a clear crashing sound.
"Why doesn't it ring?" the little girl asked in confusion.
"There is no bullet loaded. If this gun is really loaded, if you shoot like this, your little shoulder may be dislocated with just one shot."
"Dislocated?" A word hidden deep in the memory came to mind, and the little girl's face turned pale for a moment.
"Yes, even for adults, if the shooting posture is wrong, the joint may be dislocated. Your current posture is not quite right yet. Uncle, help you correct it." Feng Qiang said and began to strictly correct the little girl's posture.
In fact, Xiaohong's shooting posture looked okay, but was actually very different from the standard posture. However, Feng Qiang could only correct him verbally, not teach him step by step.
Because Xiaohong is a woman, and in Feng Qiang's eyes, she is still Xu San's woman, so he dare not touch even the corners of her clothes.
Su Yuan is Xu San's apprentice and she is also a big girl. Feng Qiang also dare not touch her.
However, the little girl is still a child, so Feng Qiang no longer has any worries in this regard, so he can correct her correct posture step by step.
The teaching this time was very strict, and the little girl learned quickly. After firing five or six shots, she was able to achieve the standard posture. As long as it was not extremely strict, there was basically no fault left.
Finally, Feng Qiang loaded a magazine with blank ammunition, held the gun himself, and the little girl pulled the trigger, allowing the little girl to experience the feel of a real gun.
But even so, after the gunshot, the little girl was stunned for a moment, but she quickly recovered and asked for another shot.
Feng Qiang didn't refuse. Anyway, the magazine was already loaded, so he simply fired out the remaining four bullets and let the little girl hide the gun.
When the magazine was finished, the little girl happily thanked Feng Qiang, and then ran away to play with the bear.
"What a good boy!" Feng Qiang said to himself with a smile. He felt that although the little girl looked down upon others, her learning was particularly genuine and she learned very quickly. She was much better than the puppet soldiers he taught.
Feng Qiang gets a headache just thinking about those puppet troops.
The best way to describe them is that they can't hold up the wall with mud. It's like whipping them with a whip, and they don't make any progress.
Seeing the little girl firing a blank gun in a decent manner, Xiaohong couldn't help but itching her hands. She picked up a 38-gauge cap and a few magazines, then came to the shooting position where the little girl was just now and started shooting. .
Xiaohong is not stupid either. After listening to the explanation, she also corrected her incorrect posture.
Su Yuan on the other side is slower to absorb. She is still slowly studying and understanding, and if she doesn't understand, she will ask.
At this moment, when we were approaching the meal, there was no one in the 100-meter shooting range, and only sporadic gunshots could be heard.
The sound of gunfire is relatively simple, only Sanba Dagai and Hanyang Zao, so it is a bit boring.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The monotonous sound was like a lullaby, causing the idle little girl to fall asleep hugging the bear and leaning against the ammunition box.
"You fucking shooters always shoot at labor targets, are you fucking cheap? Don't you have a target?" A loud voice made the little girl quarrel.
Rubbing his eyes, he looked around to see where the sound was coming from, but found that the sound could no longer be found.
"Bang~"
"Bang~"
The monotonous sound of gunfire still sounded sparsely.
"Gululu~"
At this moment, in addition to the sound of gunfire, there was also the sound of the little girl's stomach growling. The little girl rubbed her stomach and decided to sleep for a while.
"Bang~"
"Bang~"
"Gululu~"
"It's you again. It's not over. This time, give me a fucking red heart. You are trying to chill me, right? When labor and management come to your fifth camp, this is how you treat guests. ?"
The little girl who had just squinted her eyes was suddenly woken up again. She rubbed her eyes and felt that she couldn't fall asleep this time.
But this time she heard it clearly. The source of the sound was right where she fired the gun just now, two shooting positions away.
The shooting range became quiet, as if everyone was waiting for the sharpshooter who just hit the red heart to appear.
But after waiting for a long time, no one came forward.
"Bang!" A gunshot broke the silent atmosphere.
Then, the shooting range returned to the monotonous rhythm of "bang~", "bang~" and "gulu~".
The little girl rubbed her belly, took out a piece of candy from her pocket and put it in her mouth to relieve her hunger. Then she jumped to Xiaohong's side and asked, "Auntie Xiaohong, why don't you stop shooting."
"I'm tired, let's take a rest!" Xiaohong, who was lying on the ground, said absently.
"Oh, Aunt Xiaohong, are you still angry with me?" the little girl asked.
"I'm not angry anymore." Xiao Hong replied still absentmindedly.
"Gululu!"
The little girl's stomach suddenly growled again.
"Xiao Meizi is not hungry. Our family used to eat twice a day. It doesn't matter if we don't eat at noon." The little girl explained awkwardly.
"You are still growing, go find your sister Yuanyuan, and you two ask instructor Feng to take you to eat something."
"Okay!" The little girl said and jumped up and down to find Su Yuan.
