Chapter 0100 Two-day tour of the SWAT team (Part 2)
There are five items that are most strictly controlled by SWAT: people, vehicles, guns, ammunition and alcohol.
Even though Zhou Yan is a member of the NSA, he still went through many warnings and tests before he came into contact with the gun.
Because Zhou Yan is a "raw melon egg", in order to avoid "golden fingers" and accidental injuries, during shooting training, the police team specially assigned him an experienced shooting range instructor.
"Xiao Zhou, remember clearly, this is the safety. Before shooting, you cannot open the safety, and you cannot put your finger on the trigger..."
Zhou Yan was afraid of scaring this person, so he could only follow the instructions of the custodian and learn step by step: check the bore of the gun, load bullets, load the gun, open the safety...
Shoot!
"Bang..."
The Type 92, which uses Parabellum pistol bullets, has good accuracy. Zhou Yan hit ten rings with just one shot.
However, after seeing the hit, Zhou Yan suddenly felt a little regretful: Should I continue to be patient and let the shooting score be worse?
The coach only gave ten pistol rounds that cost five yuan a round. After finishing fifty rounds, Zhou Yan was pulled to the training ground outside the shooting range. He held a plastic 95 and practiced shooting postures.
An hour, squatting for an hour.
Fortunately, Zhou Yan came here with difficulty. During class, he often used Zhama Step instead of sitting. Naturally, the lower body was extremely stable...
However, just as Zhou Yan was blowing the cool breeze with his Nine-Five, a bell suddenly rang in the base...
"Ring ring ring..."
The SWAT officers who were squatting on the ground to rest all got up and rushed to the garage. Ten seconds later, an SUV and an Iveco rushed out of the squadron base with their police lights flashing.
Zhou Yan is the only one left on the huge training ground.
Anyway, idle time is idle, and I continue to practice with a fake gun...
More than an hour later, the two police cars came back.
After returning, Xu Wenqiang was a little surprised to see Zhou Yan still standing on the training ground stupidly: "Brother, have you been so capable for more than an hour?"
"Idle time is idle," Zhou Yan relaxed for a moment and looked back at Xu Wenqiang, "Brother Qiang, did you call the police just now?"
"You're just trying to scare people," Xu Wenqiang couldn't help but laugh bitterly when he thought of the reason for calling the police. "It was Chinese New Year, and the two men were drinking too much. Then they started fighting and used a knife. After that, things got worse and worse..."<
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At noon, Zhou Yan had a meal in the canteen of the SWAT squadron: the quality of the food of the SWAT squadron is naturally much better than that of Yunzhong Industrial, and the mix of meat and vegetables is also more reasonable.
After lunch, Zhou Yan continued to practice with his gun, while the special police on the side were all using live ammunition, and they were also using a mixture of pistols and rifles to shoot rapidly...
At around three o'clock in the afternoon, the SWAT team conducted a practical drill at a killing house. The name sounds scary, but it is actually a house frame built with tires.
This time, Zhou Yan finally doesn’t have to watch the fun.
However, he didn't get any benefits. He was given a hood, a laser pointer and a training gun, and then he became a gangster with Xu Wenqiang.
"Worker Bee" is also from a well-known family. He has been in "Wild Boy" for many years and has received special anti-terrorism training. Therefore, Zhou Yan is naturally no stranger to CQB.
Moreover, Zhou Yan's hearing and sense of smell are far superior to ordinary people...
As soon as the training started, the sound of dense footsteps on the training field had already reached my ears.
Zhou Yan looked at the blank ammunition launcher modified from a scrapped 95-year plan, smiled slightly, pulled the charging handle to load, and aimed the gun at the door...
A few seconds later, several "policemen" wearing black training uniforms quietly approached the room where the two were staying.
Zhou Yan reached out and patted Xu Wenqiang, who was waiting in full formation, and made a special police gesture towards him: "The enemy is coming!"
Xu Wenqiang looked at Zhou Yan in surprise, but seeing that the boy didn't look like he was lying, he could only nod his head: "Copy that!"
The "police" who were searching forward quickly approached the room where the two of them were. Xu Wenqiang made a gesture to Zhou Yan, and then quietly hid on the other side of the door.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and when they reached the door, the other party even deliberately slowed down their footsteps...
Based on the location of the footsteps, Zhou Yan generated a three-dimensional image in his mind and calibrated the positions of the "police".
The footsteps stopped, and the other party's breathing became rapid.
Is this about to break in?
As soon as this idea came up, the opponent started to take action. The striker kicked open the wooden door and quickly rushed into the room...
However, as soon as this person leaned into the room, Zhou Yan had already pulled the trigger...
"Pa..." There was a soft sound, and smoke began to emit from the man's head, and the trigger of the stepper in his hand was locked.
Xu Wenqiang, who was hiding opposite the door, was not even polite to his brothers. He beat them all into smoke with just one move...
"Stop!"
Qin Jianjun angrily rushed to the four "police" team members and cursed: "During training, what did I say? The key to breaking in is to move quickly, before the opponent has time to react.
Take it..."
"Next group!"
Although the members of the following group were more vigilant, they were ambushed by Zhou Yan when they broke in, repeating the same mistakes as the previous group.
After spitting, Qin Jianjun punched the rubber wall hatefully: "Next group!"
After shouting, Qin Jianjun jumped onto the rubber tire wall, and then discovered the crux of the problem: before the opponent came close, Zhou Yan started to make gestures to prepare, and when the opponent broke in, the guy started to let go
Yin gun...
"This is really..."
Qin Jianjun didn't know what to say: I thought I was looking for a free labor force, but I didn't expect this guy to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger...
Then, nothing happened to Zhou Yan in the "Cops and Robbers Game". In the next game, he was pulled to the wall by Qin Jianjun and acted as a human body camera.
Without Zhou Yan as a disruptor, the "police" operations went much more smoothly. Although they occasionally failed, they were able to capture the gangsters in most cases.
Qin Jianjun breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at Zhou Yan, who was watching the police game with great interest: "Zhou Yan, how did you judge that they were going to break in just now?"
"The footsteps disappeared, and the rapid breathing quickly subsided. It was obvious that he was making preparations, and it must be easy for his hands to calculate mentally and not intentionally..."
"Alas..."
A trace of regret appeared on Qin Jianjun's face: If only this boy was from the SWAT team, just with these ears, he could save a lot of trouble...
In the evening, because Zhou Yan had been a human camera for several hours, Qin Jianjun waved his hand and specially approved fifty rounds of pistol ammunition and one hundred and eighty rounds of rifle ammunition for Zhou Yan.
The huge pie fell from the sky, which naturally turned Zhou Yanmei upside down. She took this opportunity to get familiar with domestic firearms.
In Zhou Yan's "worker bee" memory, although Israel was equipped with a Tavor rifle similar to that of the 95th Five-Year Plan, the "Wild Boy" most of the time used metric equipment when performing tasks... Seeing Zhou Yan happily performing various tactical moves on the shooting range, the old firearms coach had an incredible look on his face: "Isn't this kid getting started too quickly?"
"The recoil of the 95 is small, so it is quick to get started," Qin Jianjun smiled, "Besides, this kid has played 792 before, so it will be easier to control the gun!"
"Seven-Nine-Two," the old coach smiled as if recalling, "I remember that our city bureau had a Seven-Nine-Two more than ten years ago. At that time, it had made meritorious deeds and killed a crazy person.
Cow..."
"How old has it been? Now we all use sniper rifles!"
"Don't tell me about sniper rifles," the old coach said slightly angrily, "hurry up and report, replace the 88 sniper, even if it's a new 85, this side of Yunzhong is no better than other places, the autumn and winter winds
Big, a bullet as small as 5.8 can easily drift..."
"It should be soon," Qin Jianjun smiled and glanced at Zhou Yan, who was changing the magazine not far away, "My old comrade-in-arms also has a quota for a new sniper rifle..."
