Chapter 112 The gun feeling of accurate shooting
Regarding the fact that Hou Jun, the acting platoon leader of the first platoon, and two recruits went to the division headquarters every day to find Colonel Zhuang to practice shooting at the small shooting range, Wen Lei felt that they were simply cheating.
He wanted the deputy of the sixth squad to go to the small shooting range to see how the two new recruits were doing with their rifle training.
But the sixth squad deputy's eyes widened a little when he heard this, and he hurriedly said: "Platoon leader, aren't you making things difficult for me? The small shooting range at the division headquarters is in the small valley behind the headquarters office building, and the guard company is there to guard it.
I'm here! Especially for live-fire shooting, the people who protect the public service platoon of the headquarters are people from the public service platoon of the headquarters. When I go to see other platoons, I can still get by with my familiarity. How can the people from the guard companies at the division headquarters recognize me? There are other recruit companies.
Even if you don’t let me see it and drive me away, you can still hide nearby and use a telescope to have a look, but..."
He smiled bitterly and said: "You want me to go to the division headquarters to take a peek with a telescope? I will be regarded as an enemy agent in a minute!"
As he spoke, he made a shooting gesture.
When Wen Lei thought about it, he felt that what the sixth squad deputy said made sense.
If you rashly send a soldier to peek at the headquarters, you may not be able to cause a security incident. By then, let alone meritorious service, you will be secretly happy if you don't get scolded.
He stood up and walked around the row house like a donkey with his hands behind his back.
"This is really unfair!"
He knew what Colonel Zhuang was capable of.
I witnessed it with my own eyes on the shooting range that day, and my marksmanship was simply superb.
He had also paid attention to the two new recruits, Li Zheng and Zhang Jian, for a long time. They were indeed good soldiers, but they still lacked some proficiency in shooting compared to Zhuang Haoran.
If left in Hou Jun's hands for a year and a half, he will definitely become a useful person, but it will just take time.
But this is not necessarily the case for the Chief of Staff of Zhuang University.
His level is not comparable to that of Hou Jun, especially since he is from the special forces. Who knows if he has any special skills hidden?
What if the eggs are passed on to two new recruits, Li Zheng and Zhang Jian...
He didn't dare to think about it anymore, and he suddenly had the urge to go to the company commander to complain.
You can turn to think about it.
This can’t happen!
If the chief of staff of Renjiazhuang recruits apprentices and runs a small stove, it won't bother anyone, and it won't affect the training of the recruit camp. What kind of royal law is being violated?
Besides, he is a high-ranking colonel. When the regiment leader sees him, he has to stand up straight, salute, and complain to the company commander...
Wouldn't that mean complaining to the devil about the Lord of Hell?
What a waste!
While Wen Lei was sighing in sorrow in his platoon, Hou Jun, Li Zheng and Zhang Jian were practicing shooting at the small shooting range at the division headquarters.
When Li Zheng came here on the first day, everything he saw seemed new.
This place is not on the same level as the training ground in the recruit camp.
Since it is a small shooting range, the security here is better, not to mention that the divisional service soldiers personally provide security. The feeling of comfort is not to mention how wonderful it is.
You must know that the public service soldiers of these divisions used to provide protection for the division leaders and the officers and staff of the headquarters. In Zhang Jian's words, we enjoyed regimental-level treatment.
In addition to good security, the hardware facilities here are also first-rate. The shooting range has a viewing mirror. The kind of mirror that is placed next to you. Looking through the mirror, you can clearly see the number of rings on the chest ring target and the impact point.
It's clear where it landed.
In other words, there is no need to manually report the target or look at the target report rod, and you can constantly correct the ballistic deviation by yourself.
However, the expected five-star treatment did not bring more enjoyment.
On the first day, they were not even allowed to calibrate their guns. They were simply made to hold empty guns on the ground and aim at the target.
Not using live ammunition?
Li Zheng was a little confused.
There was also a chance for live-fire training in the recruit camp. I thought I could make hundreds of rounds of bullets at random and take advantage of Colonel Zhuang's glory at noon, but I didn't expect it to be worse than the recruit platoon.
Aiming with a blank gun?
Zhuang Yan took two inspection scopes and put them on their guns one by one. Then he checked their aiming conditions and said something to them.
"It seems that your platoon leader Hou has laid a good foundation for you, and the aiming situation is no problem. It is said that you two can hold the gun for four hours without losing the shell, and there is no problem with the stability of holding the gun. The only problem is...
…”
He looked back at Hou Jun and said with a smile, "Tell me something."
Hou Jun said: "It's experience and time."
Zhuang Yan shook his head gently: "Actually not."
Hou Jun frowned.
He taught gunnery, and no one in E Division dared to go too far with him, saying no.
If it were anyone else, he would have appeared in a mockery.
But in front of solemnity, he really didn't dare to be alone.
"What's the problem? I also want to ask the chief," he said.
Zhuang Yan said: "Are you a sniper, or a top-notch one? Don't you know the feel of a gun?"
Hou Jun said: "I know, I have taught them, but the feel of the gun must be honed with live ammunition. Just like Zhuang Haoran, why is it stable? He has good gun feel and has been shooting competitive guns for so many years."
Zhuang Yan said: "What you are talking about is a difficult shooting. It does take time to develop the feel of the gun, but it is just practice one by one! Do you think this kind of shooting subject with a 100-meter prone position requires a lot of time?"
A complicated gun feel?”
Hou Jun was stunned.
He had never thought about this before.
Hou Jun was exposed to all difficult shooting subjects. Practicing with this kind of rifle was too childish for him, and he had stopped studying it a long time ago.
When Zhuang Yan mentioned it today, he was a little confused.
Zhuang Yan said: "In fact, it is easy to develop a gun feel once you practice. It is nothing more than a projection of the aiming situation in the mind, which we call the heart."
He pointed to his chest.
"Is your gun really aimed at the 10-ring bull's-eye at any time, and is it based on a truly correct aiming situation? This is easy for you, because you have experienced countless live ammunition shootings and can easily master it.
, the aiming situation has been engraved in your mind, but it is difficult for recruits to guarantee it."
Zhuang Yan said, walking to Li Zheng's side.
Li Zheng was still aiming, not daring to move.
Zhuang Yan lay down and looked into the examination mirror again.
"Look! There is a difference between Li Zheng's aiming situation now and a few minutes ago. Although the difference is very small, even if you put a bullet casing on the muzzle of the gun, it will not fall. The problem is that 10 rings are one
This kind of precision shooting requires extremely high accuracy. Although the cartridge case will not fall off, the slight deviation actually exists unknowingly."
He asked Li Zheng: "Have you ever felt that your aiming situation has changed?"
Li Zheng shook his head: "I didn't pay attention."
"That's right." Zhuang Yan said to him: "This is because your impression of the aiming situation is not deep enough. What is deep? For example, a correct aiming situation of shooting with a hundred meters accuracy is always engraved in your heart, and it is even engraved in your heart.
It’s in your bones, even like a pair of precision screws and nuts. If the correct aiming situation in your mind is the nut, then the latest aiming situation you see visually is the screw. Can the screw and the nut fit perfectly?
No, you’ll know after putting it on and twisting it, right?”
Li Zheng nodded, seeming to have heard some clues.
He somewhat understood the solemn metaphor.
It means turning your brain and eyes into a precise instrument. When checking the aiming situation, a very precise comparison will be made between the two. Whenever there is the slightest deviation, the screw cannot tighten the nut, reminding yourself to correct it.
"I understand." he said.
Zhang Jian also said quickly: "I understand too!"
He originally wanted to stand at attention and speak first, then wait for Zhuang Yan to hear his answer first, then pick up his answer himself and say: "I think so too..."
That's it.
Neither embarrassed nor defeated by Li Zheng.
Unexpectedly, Zhuang Yan did not follow the routine and directly passed Li Zheng and asked Zhang Jian: "Okay, you understand, please tell me, what do I mean by what I just said? Explain it in the shortest possible terms."
Zhang Jian suddenly became mute, and his head went blank.