"As the sun sets over the western mountains, the red clouds are flying, and the soldiers return to camp from target practice." A cheerful song resounded across the dry river beach. The soldiers gathered together to have a joyful dinner. The militiamen of the Morning Light Regiment used stones to break down a few simple stoves and collected dry firewood.
Pour gasoline on it and use the pure water brought in the car to boil the pot and start cooking...
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The soldiers of the special forces also showed off their skills, performing the stunt of frying eggs with a shovel and filling a pot of egg drop soup with one egg. The soldiers of the militia group set up an oven, lit the charcoal, and put on the clothes in advance.
Put the mutton skewers on the stove to grill, they are experts at this, with fragrant mutton and boxes of beer, the two people sat on the floor and drank happily, showing great heroism.
Soldiers like to drink and brag, and even special forces are no exception. Under the light of a roaring bonfire, Sekiye talked about how when he was still a lieutenant, he represented the special forces of the military region in the Erna Assault Competition, as a regular lurking officer.
Special forces and snipers on missions must not smell irritating and must overcome all kinds of desires. This is why he does not smoke. These wonderful stories make the soldiers fascinated. What an honor it is to win glory for the country.
Ah, but the "militiamen" under Liu Ziguang also unconsciously showed disapproval. A competition can never be compared to a war. They and Brother Liu have killed people abroad and seen blood. How can they be treated by such a useless person?
Impressed by the short story.
After Guanye told his story, Liu Ziguang also told a joke, but it was not a story about his own personal experience, but a joke in the official circles of Nantai County. It was said that when Secretary Zhang was in office, in order to win the glorious title of Green County
, Pro-ban purchased a lot of palm trees from the south. Coconut trees were planted on the street. However, they died within a few days because they were not acclimatized to the soil. For the sake of Secretary Zhang’s face, the people below planted a lot of palm trees with cement trunks and plastic leaves overnight.
It was erected on the street. When the provincial inspection team arrived, there were fake trees everywhere in the county, except for a few mountains with serious soil erosion. There was no grass growing on them. Secretary Zhang got a quick wit and ordered dozens of trucks of green paint to be planted.
The entire mountain was dyed, and it looked green from a distance, which actually fooled the inspection team.
Everyone laughed and thought this story was incredible, but the militiamen from Jiangbei all knew that the story that sounded so ridiculous was actually true.
Under the bright moon, pillows on the thick soil, and well fed, the soldiers fell asleep. When it got dark, the militiamen set up camp and left the remaining beer and pure water to the brothers of the special forces.
Guanye and the others also got up early. They first practiced a set of enemy-catching fists on the deserted beach with no shirt on, and then packed up and prepared to go into the mountains. The steel targets used for the test yesterday afternoon were all left in place and have not been picked up yet. Now we start
Get in the car and collect them one by one.
When the car drove to the farthest human-shaped steel target, the soldier pulled the target out from the ground and threw it into the car. Guanye sat in the passenger seat and flicked his fingers briskly. Suddenly, Liu Ziguang's words yesterday evening
It echoed in my ears, "The accuracy of your gun is really good."
As if he was remembering something, he couldn't help but look in the direction of the impact point. Suddenly, he froze. He took off his sunglasses, pushed open the car door, and walked over step by step. The soldier called him from behind, but he ignored it.
Major Guan walked to a spot about fifty meters away from the right front of the steel target, slowly squatted down, and carefully looked at the pile of shapeless things on the ground, the gray fur, teeth, and internal organs scattered everywhere.
The blood had seeped into the soil and turned into a puddle of dark rice. The kinetic energy of the bullet was so great that he could not tell what kind of animal carcass it was, but he was certain that it was the one hit by the last shot yesterday evening.
What is the concept of hitting a small animal that is much smaller than the human body at a distance of 2,250 meters? As a full-time sniper in the army, Sekino certainly knows very well. The current world sniper record is set by a man on the battlefield in Afghanistan last fall.
Created by Sergeant Schwager of the U.S. Marine Corps, he successfully killed a local sniper at 2,580 meters, but this was done with good visibility and the assistance of an assistant, and he used a Barrett sniper rifle and
Special sniper ammunition, in terms of muzzle velocity and accuracy, is by no means comparable to domestic anti-materiel rifles and conventional meter-high machine ammunition.
And Liu Ziguang, in poor visibility and without an assistant to measure the distance, used a rifle that he was not familiar with to hit 2,250 live small rodents at 2,250 places. This is simply an unimaginable thing!
The only possibility for this kind of thing to happen is that this person is a natural shooter, a peerless marksman!
The most indispensable thing for the army is talent. Excellent snipers abound in the special forces of the major military regions and the various special forces directly under the headquarters. Guanye is also one of the best. He can hit human targets at a distance of two thousand meters, but
That was done under the conditions of being familiar with the environment and the firearms. It was quite difficult for him to hit small animals at such a long distance.
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The off-road vehicle of the militia group was bumping on the road. Liu Ziguang's cell phone was placed above the glove box. He stared at the phone, waiting for it to ring. Sure enough, the ring rang quickly. He pressed the answer button and took his time.
He said hello, and a rapid and excited voice came from the receiver: "How did you do that?"
Liu Ziguang pretended to be surprised: "Consultant Guan, what's going on?"
"How did you hit that mouse or rabbit? Can you teach me some experience?"
Liu Ziguang said in an indifferent tone like an outsider: "Counsel Guan, marksmanship is a very delicate matter and cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences. Let's discuss it again when we have the opportunity."
At this tone, he was about to hang up the phone. On the other side, Guanyo was anxious: "Wait a minute, where is your current organizational relationship?"
Liu Ziguang seemed stunned for a moment and said: "I am now the militia battalion commander of the Jiangbei City State-owned Chenguang Machinery Factory. My organizational relationship should be with the factory."
"You are a reserve major, right? Are you interested in transferring to active duty?" Guan Ye's voice was filled with endless enthusiasm, but Liu Ziguang's response was very cold: "Besides, I have no such plans at the moment."
After Liu Ziguang finished speaking, he hung up the phone and laughed. A stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.
In fact, Liu Ziguang had been planning this matter since he met Staff Officer Guan that day. He first found an acquaintance in the military division to find out that Guan Ye was going to Nantai County for training, and then arranged the entire traffic jam and even the car accident.
Then the militiamen made a brilliant appearance, solved the traffic dispute, and camped on the deserted beach together with the boys from the special forces, and naturally showed off their skills.
In fact, that shot also cost Liu Ziguang a lot of thought. Every shot and impact point of Guanye were remembered in his mind and made precise calculations. When he got the gun, he just wanted to move the steel target
It was just shot down. Killing the marmot was just a whim of his. However, he thought this would have the best effect. With Sekino's personality, he would definitely check it out. When he realized that his marksmanship was so accurate, he would definitely restrain himself.
I couldn't help feeling excited, asking myself to find out what happened, and maybe even recommending myself to the superiors.
In today's situation, the only way to save the situation is to turn to the military. Liu Ziguang almost succeeded. He didn't even expect that with Guanye's military rank, he would directly ask whether he was interested in transferring to active service. You must know that special
Although recruiting is common, it is only the prerogative of generals.
However, considering the temperament of a general's son in Guanye and his experience of working beside senior generals, it makes sense. If there are no accidents, his file will appear in the Southeast Military Region Deputy Director in the near future.
On Commander Luo Kegong's desk, it may be tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, but it will never exceed three days.
Deputy Commander Luo has known him for a long time. The names of Liu Ziguang and Red Star Company left a deep impression on him about the last demolition. Guanye's report this time will naturally make Deputy Commander Luo re-evaluate his own weight. If
If Old Man Luo's subordinates can do things well, he will also know about the business he does overseas. In any case, Red Star Company is a group that clearly bears the brand of the military. Deputy Commander Luo is nostalgic for the past and loves talents, so maybe he will
I would really like to transfer myself to active duty and fall into the arms of the military, then no one can touch me.
Liu Ziguang made careful arrangements and deliberately put on an attitude of refusing to welcome, just to protect himself. After thinking about it, the slightly raised corners of his mouth returned to normal. He lit a cigarette and smoked it, feeling a sense of sadness.
In my heart, I feel sad when I think about how the great prince of the country in the past has to go to great lengths to protect himself today.
The car drove to the mountainous area. Although I didn't make any money from my last order, I had to do what I promised. The children in the mountains couldn't wait. School was about to start. Those elementary schools in the mountains didn't even have tables, chairs, and textbooks.
Not even complete.
Liu Ziguang ordered a batch of sturdy solid wood tables and chairs, which have been shipped to the county. The remaining roads were too difficult, so he had to transport them by himself. He found a few tractors from the countryside and loaded the goods in the county, along with the textbooks in the off-road vehicles.
The workbooks, pencils, schoolbags, etc. were all dragged to Yezhuyu.
The last section of the road was carried by people shoulder to shoulder. Since the funds had not yet been received, the cable bridge was still closed to cars. It was already dusk when we arrived at the place. The villagers prepared mung bean soup and wheat kernel rice to entertain them.
Cheng opened his arms, revealing his lean and strong back, and put a wet towel on his head. He squatted on the bench and smoked a cigarette. He asked Liu Ziguang: "How do you pay back the money that old Japanese Hashimoto promised to give you?"
Not yet, it’s not that we are worried about other people’s money, this is the war compensation for dozens of families in Yezhuyu, and we should get it.”
Liu Ziguang asked him: "What did the county say?"
Old Chengtou said: "The county told me to wait a little longer and told me not to be anxious. Can I not be anxious? I have promised Wangjiagou and Luerling to them, and I will build the school during the summer vacation. Now that the money does not come, I