Others can take a rest, but the mid-day gun practice plan is still going on unswervingly.
In the past few days, Li Zheng has been thinking about how to engrave the "correct aiming situation" mentioned solemnly in his mind, so that whenever he picks up the gun and points it at the target, the aiming line will be automatically corrected.
Zhuang Yan's theory sounds very simple. In fact, if you think about it carefully, it doesn't seem to be much different from Hou Jun's and Wu Yijiao's.
The only difference lies in the solemn requirement that as long as the gun is in hand at all times, it should be pointed at the correct aiming situation.
This may seem simple, but it is really not easy to meet the solemn requirements.
At noon, as usual, we arrived at the small shooting range at the division headquarters, and the two men lay there again with guns in hand.
When Zhuang Yan went to practice shooting with Hou Jun on the other side, Zhang Jian muttered in a low voice: "I lie down every day, I am not a tortoise..."
Li Zheng heard it but didn't respond.
He had also wavered, doubting whether Zhuang Yan was teaching himself and Zhang Jian carefully.
But in the end, I gritted my teeth and cleared the distracting thoughts from my mind.
Don't use people you doubt. Don't use people you doubt.
The same goes for apprenticeship.
If you really didn’t have confidence in your master, you shouldn’t have become a disciple in the first place.
When you become a disciple, you must listen to the master wholeheartedly.
"Hey!"
Zhuang Yan suddenly came over and pushed Li Zheng's gun.
Before Li Zheng could react, he had already laid down and put his eyes next to the examination mirror.
After watching for a moment, he stood up and said, "Continue."
When he was done, he walked aside again.
Throughout the first half hour of noon, Zhuang Yan would occasionally come over, suddenly push a gun between two people, and then check.
"Get up." Zhuang Yan looked at his watch and said.
After the two of them stood up, they said again: "Are you very boring these days?"
Li Zheng was the first to answer: "Yes."
He solemnly nodded in approval, as if he admired Li Zheng's straightforwardness and honesty, and added: "To train individual soldier skills to the top, every subject is very boring. You will understand this in the future."
He turned to Hou Jun and said, "Go and ask the security team to bring a box of bullets."
Hou Jun quickly followed suit.
Zhuang Yan turned around and asked the two of them, "Are you feeling suffocated?"
Zhang Jian said: "Yes!"
Zhuang Yan said: "In this case, let's test the results of the past few days."
A security guard came over with a box of bullets and placed it on the ground.
Zhuang Yan said: "It's open."
The soldier opened the ammunition box, revealing the neatly packed bullets inside.
Zhuang Yan pointed to the bullets on the ground and said: "Shoot as you like, but the quality must be ensured. Shoot 10 rounds in each group. I will check after shooting."
Li Zheng couldn't believe his ears.
What's wrong?
That's it?
He lay down like this for five days, and then suddenly a box of bullets was brought to him and he was told to shoot as he pleased?
Are you guaranteed to get 10 rings?
is it possible?
A series of questions popped up in my mind.
"What?" Seeing that the two of them didn't move, Zhuang Yan asked again, "Don't you want to fight?"
Zhang Jian rushed to say: "Think!"
After speaking, he squatted on the ground, picked up a pack of bullets, and started loading the magazine.
Zhuang Yan warned from the side: "Load all your magazines, 10 rounds each."
Seeing that Li Zheng was still standing, he asked again: "Are you planning to stand all day long?"
Li Zheng immediately squatted down and loaded the bullet.
Hou Jun came over and took a look at the two soldiers squatting there loading bullets, and asked Zhuang Yan with some worry: "Have you mastered the training?"
Zhuang Yan said: "You will know later."
Hou Jun said: "I also asked them to aim the gun before, but it had no effect. I guess it was because they didn't have enough practice time."
Zhuang Yan said: "You asked them to aim the gun, and you also talked about the theory of the aiming situation, but did you tell them to imprint it in their minds and aim with their hearts instead of using their eyes?"
Hou Jun smiled and said: "How can a new recruit know so much? Veterans need to slowly experience this theory to understand it."
Zhuang Yan said: "In principle, what you said is correct, but they are not ordinary recruits. One has been shooting for many years, and the other is very talented. Different soldiers should be treated differently."
Hou Jun smiled to cover up his embarrassment.
He had never thought about this.
In fact, Hou Jun also knew that he did not get to the center of the problem as directly as Zhuang Yan said. He probably knew why Li Zheng and the others could not guarantee that the hair would be full, but he could not tell what the problem was.
He has practiced hard himself, and has experienced many of his skills and insights. He knows them but cannot teach them through his own actions.
Li Zheng and Zhang Jian quickly loaded the bullets, checked the gun, turned off the safety, and placed the gun on the target position.
At this time, voices came from the entrance of the small shooting range.
At first glance, it turned out to be the staff officers from the division who had ridiculed them for nothing the past two days.
The division headquarters regularly organizes gun training for these officers. It is estimated that recently, the division headquarters has to be on duty and work, so the personnel can only be arranged in batches and planned to come here to shoot live ammunition.
Of course, senior staff officers are scheduled to train during the day or afternoon, while young staff officers have to sacrifice their lunch break to come and train.
The staff officers looked at the two recruits and smiled at each other.
Maybe you think these two soldiers are here again, lying here every day, is it interesting?
But soon someone saw the box of live ammunition on the ground, and one of them laughed loudly: "We finally fired live ammunition today?"
Zhuang Yan finally talked to him this time. He had been unwilling to talk to these young staff officers who liked to make fun of Li Zheng and others.
"Are you interested in a competition with two new recruits?"
"Ah?" The leading lieutenant showed an exaggerated expression of surprise, and then he smiled, a bit disdainfully: "Chief of Staff Zhuang, are you kidding?"
The implication is of course that he dislikes Li Zheng and Zhang Jian.
After all, the staff officers are military academy graduates, dignified military academy students, have received serious military academy training, and their military quality is top-notch.
Looking at the two new recruits, I guess they have just been awarded the rank of private. How dare they compete with military school graduates in marksmanship?
A second lieutenant interrupted before Zhuang Yan could reply: "Okay, Chief of Staff Zhuang, how do you think we should fight?"
These staff officers met solemnly.
I have been working here in the past few days, coming in and out, and sometimes I get materials and stuff, and they send them over.
The staff officers at the division headquarters have an inexplicable sense of superiority. Although they have no soldiers, they still belong to the division headquarters, right?
When you get to the company below, the company commander also has to pay some respect.
They themselves looked down upon the two new recruits.
But this is a soldier led by solemn soldiers, and their nature is different.
Recently, the solemn marksmanship has been spreading in the E Division. The biggest disadvantage of spreading gossip through ear-biting is that it is easy to lose shape.
Zhuang Yan actually didn't say anything outrageous on the day he defeated Hou Jun at the shooting range, but it was different when it came to other people's ears.
It was said that Chief of Staff Zhuang from the Blue Army directly despised the E Division after winning the battle, saying that there was no one left in the E Division?
There are even more evil ones, who directly say that Zhuang Yan looks down on Master E and that he deserves to be at the level of a Category B Master.
In fact, no one with any sense would believe this.
However, the storm of military reform has recently enveloped E Division, and many people have not forgotten the incident of Zhuang Yan rubbing E Division on the prairie, so most people selectively believe the rumors they want to believe.
Okay, this time Chief of Staff Zhuang took the initiative to ask for a gun competition. This is a good opportunity.
If you can't beat the master, you can't beat his apprentice?
What's more, they are just two new recruits who have just joined the army?
Looking for abuse, right?
"Which exercise should we do?" the leader of the lieutenant staff asked: "These new recruits can only do one exercise at most, right?"
Zhuang Yan said: "First practice is the foundation of all shooting, so it is a common subject for the whole army. They say that tall buildings rise from the ground, so let's do some practice. It can best show whether the foundation is solid."
The lieutenant staff officer turned around and exchanged glances with the other comrades. When he turned around again, he could no longer hide his smile: "Okay, then let's practice!"