1991. Chapter 1991 Gu Shuai, You Are So Ruthless Seven
Duan Zhaoan, whose whole body was buried in the snow and only a little bit of breathing space was exposed, remained motionless. Hearing this, he just said calmly: "I gave you the gun, but you didn't find the problem in advance. On the battlefield, this is your own mistake."
"But..." No. 13 was about to say something, and then someone came flying toward him at two o'clock on the left with a bent cat, running, and suddenly disappeared on the ground... After a while, he saw two hands on the ground.
The snow was slowly dug out.
I didn't pay attention and stepped into a snow puddle.
After finally running over, it was almost impossible to recognize who it was under the snow, "No. 2, are there any problems with the weapons dropped by the air? The Type 97 sniper rifle in my hand cannot be loaded."
Last night, the transport plane dropped guns and ammunition at the designated location. All the team members were bursting with joy. Now... they are all angry.
What the hell! They’re all bad!
Duan Zhaoan glanced at him expressionlessly, his eyes as deep as snow, cold inside and out, "Half an hour has passed since assembling the gun, and you only discovered the problem. Isn't it too late?
A little more?"
"I understand." No. 13 realized in a daze, "Group B must also have bad guns. Our problem now is either to defend the position here, or to send people to snatch the guns from Group B.
Come back, dismantle it, reassemble it, and reassemble it all.”
Group A also discovered that something was wrong. Sniper No. 5 Zou Heng was holding a QBU********** rifle. Although the weapon was air-dropped last night, the gun they touched was the beginning of the cross-country sneak attack.
First thirty minutes!
No one knew what kind of gun anyone had, they just took it and quickly assembled it.
When it was time to use it, I realized...it wasn't the bullet clip, or the bullet couldn't be fired after it was loaded.
The rifle of Assaulter No. 21 is even more dumbfounding. The gun is loaded, but... there are no bullets! In other words, there are bullets in the magazine! The gun is a good gun, but it is a pity that a gun without bullets is useless.
A good thing is a useless gun.
Are you deliberately trying to make them miserable?
Hehe, they are all veterans after all, so how could they have a headache?
The gun is not good, as long as the opponent's gun is good! How to get the opponent's gun, grab it! You must also grab the good gun back.
"There's no rush, there's no rush in this matter. The military is a bunch of old foxes, designed one after another, making it impossible to guard against. I look at it, it can't be that simple. In a fight, we are all half-decent
It’s eighty taels, there’s no point in just grabbing it.”
On the 8th, they gathered together, and their hands were full of broken guns. The guns they held in their hands could only be used to suppress the situation. The guns that were ineffective could not be used at this time.
"What if the gun in the opponent's hand is also a bad gun? If we take it away, wouldn't it be a waste of money?"
"No. 8 is right, don't do this..., my brothers are doing this..."
A few people huddled together and murmured for a while before taking action quickly. They were no longer fresh soldiers. They didn't know how to think about a problem, they just thought about one problem.
They can come up with countless possibilities for every problem.
First, shoot a gun that is the same model as your own, then disassemble it and reassemble it. Once you try it, you will know how it works.
Without radio contact, both Group A and Group B were training without timely communication.
During the training, it was indeed something that had never happened before. Everyone's energy level increased from 12 points to 20 points.
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