Chapter 875 The Fathers Go to Conquer the Sons to Guard
Chapter 875: Fathers go to conquer, sons go to defend (Second update, please subscribe)
"boom……"
The sea breeze blowing from the Pacific Ocean carried a bit of the fishy smell of the sea into Linhai City. In the slow sea breeze, the crisp sound of gunshots echoed in the shooting range. When the birds in the distant treetops heard the sound, they all flew into the air and chirped.
Keep shouting.
"Shooting finished!"
Zheng Hai, who was lying on the ground, moved his shoulders vividly and looked ahead with squinted eyes. The target fifty meters ahead was only the size of a book at most. It was not easy to aim and hit, but he grew up on a farm.
When he was eight years old, he and his younger brother carried Jianwei-style rifles in the woods to hunt hares, pheasants and other small animals to provide supplementary food for the family.
Although the training type 2 rifle they use in school is different from the Jianwei type, both use 5.6 mm bullets. This rimfire bullet with a cartridge length of only 25 mm is less powerful, but it is cheap and has almost no recoil.
It is very suitable for hunting pheasants, hares and other animals.
Of course, its greatest use is training - all adult men in the Ming Dynasty must undergo military training. This bullet was originally developed for training because it is cheap enough. Now many Ming people will have such a rifle in their homes.
Used for hunting or self-defense.
After finishing shooting, Zheng Hai turned his head and glanced at the classmates next to him. These people behaved differently. Some students looked confident, some looked uneasily, and some sighed.
It looked like it was definitely not accurate.
Not everyone has hunting experience, especially children who grew up in the city. They often have the opportunity to shoot live ammunition only after entering junior high school.
The training officer picked up the telescope and looked at the target 50 meters away in front of the red brick wall, nodded slightly and said.
"You remember the essentials of shooting - before shooting, three points must be in a straight line, and the sight, sight, and target must be aligned! The butt of the gun should be placed on the shoulder, the cheek should be pressed against the butt of the gun, and the trigger should be pulled steadily..."
The instructor loudly repeated the shooting essentials. Zheng Haisheng and the others quickly calmed down and looked calmly ahead. Squinting his eyes, Zheng Haisheng aimed at the bullseye, took aim... and pulled the trigger.
"Prepare—release!"
There was another burst of gunfire, and through the faint green smoke, several clouds of flying soil were released from the sandbags behind the target in the distance. This time, a smile appeared on the instructor's face and he praised several students who had made obvious progress.
The playground echoed with gunshots one after another. When Zheng Haisheng still felt that he had just found the feeling, ten bullets were fired.
Ten bullets!
This is the amount of training for one semester. In fact, the military training in the school is just for students to master basic shooting skills.
Military training for students is part of the Ming Dynasty’s ability to maintain war mobilization potential. From Nanhua to the present, the Ming Dynasty has never stopped providing similar military training. It is the military training that covers everyone that has allowed the Ming Dynasty to remain the most powerful in this era.
war mobilization potential.
After the shooting training on the playground, the instructor once again explained shooting techniques to them in front of the blackboard and analyzed with them the problems exposed by previous shootings.
"Attention, class - gather!"
The instructor's voice echoed over the playground.
After a shooting class ended, the students who had just finished taking notes all jumped up from the ground and stood at attention looking at the shouting instructor. When the instructor finished calling for assembly, they hurriedly lined up with rifles in hand.
The instructor in the corporal uniform stood with his hands behind his back and his legs crossed. Looking at his expression, it could be seen that he was very satisfied with the actions of his classmates. These senior high school students have experienced the basic military physical training in elementary schools, and
After the military training in junior high school and high school, their every move has long been in line with the military's requirements for soldiers.
Of course, according to the standards set by the army, these high school students are not ordinary soldiers. They are trained as non-commissioned officers. Like now, these students are like veterans. After hearing the command to assemble, they quickly ran to
Gather in front of the instructor, facing the instructor.
The formations are aligned, in line, and in a positive posture. This is the result of twelve years of continuous training. Of course, in high school, their military classes mainly focus on learning squad command and corresponding squad tactics.
When Wang Jingchu, Liang Dong, Zheng Haisheng and their classmates were just lining up, the instructor shouted.
"Look to the right - together... forward - look!... count!"
The horizontal team turned their heads in sequence from right to left and reported the number in a short and loud voice. The last student in the horizontal team did not turn around, but directly shouted: Full of students.
"Relax... classmates, you are now senior students and in your last year of high school. I know that your studies are very intense. You all hope to be admitted to a prestigious school like Nanhua University, but you are also in the last year of high school.
We must also remember that now is the period of war, and each of us - every subject of the Ming Empire must be prepared for war and wait at any time to respond to the empire's call..."
After a pause, the instructor said.
"The course work of the third year of high school is very heavy. For a long time to come, we will not be able to have as much time to train as we do now. I hope you can firmly remember that we...Chinese people on this land
Survival does not depend on our kindness, but on the weapons in our hands and our blood! This is the foundation of our foundation. I hope you can keep this in mind!"
In the Ming Dynasty, whether in junior high school or high school, all students will be told very clearly that the founding of the Ming Dynasty in the New World relied on force and blood. They are also told very straightforwardly that if they cannot defend with force, then they will
Lose it all, lose everything.
"The survival of our Ming Dynasty depends entirely on iron and blood!"
No one would doubt this. After all, this land once belonged to others. If others were not defeated, how could they give this land to Ming Dynasty?
Their fathers went to conquer, and now they go to defend!
"You are all high school students. In the future, you will enter universities, colleges, and various industries and become engineers, doctors, lawyers, teachers, and scholars. But you are also men, men from China, and those who have received a comprehensive education.
Culture, a new generation of Ming men with ideals, the empire has great hopes for you, and I hope you can remember your responsibilities!"
Looking at the students in front of him, the instructor's eyes swept over them one by one, and finally he said.
"Today is our last day in this middle school. Early tomorrow morning, I will report to the army. I wish you all good results in the exam. OK, dismissal!"
When the instructor finished speaking, the squad leader standing in the front of the queue shouted loudly.
"I wish Instructor Wang a triumphant return!"
"I wish Instructor Wang a triumphant return!"
All the students in the audience chanted in unison.
"Triumph..."
Wang Chengjie clenched his fists tightly, then pursed his lips and said.
"As a soldier, I only hope to be able to enter the Martyrs' Shrine. I hope that I can meet you again at the Martyrs' Shrine in the future!"
After saying that, he raised his hands and performed a military salute. Facing the instructor's words, the students all looked at the instructor solemnly.
"stand at attention!"
At this moment, the squad leader's command rang out. They stood at attention at the same time.