A trace of regret flashed in Old Man Guan's eyes, he waved his hand and shouted in a loud voice: "Reservists are also soldiers, sit down and drink!"
The tables, chairs and benches in the old general's house are all made of solid wood. The tables were set up and the benches were set up. The orderlies from the service class put four plates and eight bowls on them. There were no elaborate dishes, they were all solid dishes.
Whole chicken, whole fish, elbow, beef, as well as peanuts, jelly skin, mixed cucumbers, preserved eggs and other cold dishes. One of the large plates is fried golden and crispy golden cicada larvae. It is said that the old general used the flashlight the night before
I took the orderlies and dug it myself in the yard.
Guan Tao took out the aged Moutai that had been hidden in the cellar for decades. It was a whole box of good wine. The font on the cardboard box was still the super simplified Chinese characters that are no longer used, with the words "military supply" printed on it.
The old general took the wine bottle and said: "This wine was prepared when we were fighting against the Vietnamese bully. More than thirty years have passed in a blink of an eye. Come on, Xiao Tao, I'll give it to you, Grandpa Cheng."
Guan Tao took the wine bottle and pried open the bottle cap with a kitchen knife. A mellow aroma floated out, refreshing. After all, it was an old wine. When it was poured out, it even hung on the glass. It was piled in the wine glass without overflowing.
The old general sighed with emotion: "Back then, the central government selected General Xu Shiyou and asked him to command the self-defense counterattack. Xu Shiyou was a good drinker, and his alcohol consumption was used as a criterion when selecting generals. He was so drunk that he died in the dark.
I was drunk for three days and three nights after the incident, but it was worth it! If you can lead troops to the front line, not to mention being drunk for three days and three nights, even if you are drunk to death, it is worth it!"
Guan Tao followed up and praised: "Have you seen the movie "Garland Under the Mountain"? Commander Lei in the movie is based on my grandfather."
"That's nonsense again. How can I have the consciousness of Commander Lei? That is based on Commander Zhang of the 54th Army." The old man corrected him immediately.
"But didn't my uncle die on the front line in Vietnam?" Guan Tao insisted.
The old general looked at the photo frame hanging on the wall. The young and heroic soldier in the black and white photo was still wearing a Type 65 military uniform, with a red star and two red flags. He was simple, simple and mighty, and his facial features were very reminiscent of his family.
"Gao Yuan is my good son Guan Shanhai. He died heroically and gloriously... Let's not mention that. Come on, drink!" He raised his glass and drank it all.
Everyone also raised their glasses and drank, and Pi Tiantang took advantage of the opportunity to say: "Loyal bones are buried everywhere in the mountains, why bother returning their bodies wrapped in horse leather? Without the sacrifices of Uncle Gao and the others, we would not have the happy life we have today."
Guan Shanhai glanced at Pi Tiantang and thought to himself that the social friends his grandson had made were quite good at talking.
While I was drinking, I heard the sound of a car braking outside. A military green Warrior SUV stopped at the door. A strong soldier jumped out of the car. Before anyone arrived, the voice came first: "Grandpa, I'm back!
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The door opened, and Major Sekino appeared at the door. He was wearing a well-fitting army uniform, with his hat tucked under his arm, his waist straight, and his duffel bag in his hand, insisting not to let the orderly help him carry it.
Guan Shanhai was very happy to see his beloved grandson return home. He stood up and said, "You're good back. Put your things down quickly and eat!"
Guan Ye saw Liu Ziguang at a glance, and the two looked at each other. Liu Ziguang nodded slightly in greeting, and his subtle movements were naturally noticed by the old general with piercing eyes.
Guanye put down his luggage, washed his hands, came over and sat down, and said with a smile: "There are guests at home today, brother, please introduce him to me."
Just when Guan Tao was about to speak, Guan Shanhai spoke first: "This old grandpa is your grandpa's old platoon leader. He was a hero who fought against the Japanese. Just call him Grandpa Cheng. These two are your brother's friends."
Guanye stood up and respectfully called Grandpa Cheng hello, and brought a glass of wine to Grandpa Cheng. He showed a very junior attitude, and then he smiled and said: "Grandpa, this brother is the sharpshooter I mentioned to you, Liu Ziguang.
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Liu Ziguang said modestly: "It's just a blind shot, it doesn't count."
Guan Shanhai raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not easy to achieve this result with a combat anti-gun!"
Sekiye explained: "My grandfather and his family also had rifles at that time, but they were for anti-tank use. It is said that they could only shoot twice, one in the left shoulder and one in the right shoulder, and then they were sent to the field hospital."
Everyone laughed. When it came to military matters, they couldn't get a word in.
Guan Shanhai said: "With such outstanding marksmanship, it would be a pity to stay in the reserve and train militiamen. Hutou, have you recommended Luo Kegong?"
Hutou is Guanye's nickname. He replied: "I have written a report to Deputy Commander Luo, but there is no reply yet."
Guan Shanhai pondered for a moment and said, "Let's wait and see. If it doesn't work, my old man will just hang up the phone with him."
Old and new friends met, and the drinking was particularly enjoyable. Guan Tao and Pi Tiantang also drank cup after cup with silly smiles. After having enough wine and food, the old general suggested that they go to the shooting range to practice shooting, and everyone agreed.
The Southeast Military Region has a shooting training center on the outskirts of the provincial capital. It has all kinds of light weapons and a variety of terrains. It is usually used to train special forces. Sometimes it is also lent to the public security department for training. The old general asked his secretary to shoot
I made a phone call and preparations were immediately made over there, waiting for the arrival of the chief.
Even though Mr. Guan has retired, his disciples are all over the world. A single phone call can at least call someone with a gold star on his shoulder. For example, the current deputy commander of the military region, Luo Kegong, is the soldier that Mr. Guan led back then. With such qualifications,
Old military leader, who doesn't sell his face?
When everyone was drunk, the car could not be driven. The soldiers from the official class were asked to get out of the car. The group of people took a large van with a military license plate and arrived at the shooting range in the suburbs. In recent years, housing and land prices in the provincial capital have skyrocketed, even in such a remote area.
Residential communities have been built in various places, and the shooting range has been surrounded by land occupied by developers. I heard that some developers even bought the shooting range land at a high price, but they were scolded by the head of the military region.
"It is said that the land at the shooting range will be sold in the future. Residential areas have been built around it. It is not safe to practice shooting anymore," Guan Tao said.
"What do you know! The whole country is desperately building buildings and grabbing money from the people. It's unthinkable to keep this up!" Although Old General Guan's face was red from drinking, he was still thinking clearly.
When they arrived at the gate of the shooting range, a lieutenant colonel and his subordinates had already come to greet them. They saluted, shook hands, and introduced their subordinates. All the officers shook hands with the old general, and then the lieutenant colonel personally led them to the gun room and said: "We are here
It is a relatively high-end shooting range in the military, with complete facilities and a relatively complete range of firearms. Basically, we have all the internationally famous firearms here."
Sure enough, through the glass of the gun room, you can see the dazzling array of guns inside, including the domestic standard 56 gun family, 81 gun family, 95 gun family, 79, 82, 85 and new roller submachine guns, 54, 64, 77, 59
, 81, 92 type pistol, American stoner series, Russian ak series, German g-3, g-36, Belgian fn series, Israeli uzi, Galil, tar21, Austrian aug series, French French
Mars, the British l85. It is simply a firearms expo.
Sekino is obviously a frequent visitor to this shooting range. He said proudly: "These sample guns are all original products, but the ones we will use later are all produced by ourselves. The CQ series produced in our country has the best quality."
It is close to the original product of the American Colt Company. It is exported to Southeast Asian countries and even sold back to the North American market. It is very competitive in the international arms market.
Everyone nodded in agreement. Everyone only knew half of these things from the Internet, so naturally they didn't know as much as Guan Tao.
The leader of the shooting range very considerately chose an outdoor shooting range, placed a target in the distance, and asked the leader to pick a gun to shoot first. Guan Shanhai laughed and did his duty, picked a Type 56 semi-automatic rifle, and said, "I'm just throwing ideas out there, and then
Shooting from a standing position without support, ten bullets hit ninety rings. This was already a very good result. Everyone applauded. Guan Shanhai threw the gun to his grandson and laughed at himself: "I can't do it. I'm old. I have to do it in those years."
At least a hundred rings." Then he said to Old Cheng, "Old platoon leader, you should also show your skills to open the eyes of your grandchildren."
Old Chengtou said: "There is no one who can take advantage of me."
Guan Shanhai laughed and said: "I know what you want to use, kid, bring me two shell guns, and I want two boxes."
The lieutenant colonel went to the warehouse to find a gun. The two brothers Guanye and Guan Tao, as well as Pi Tiantang, wanted rifles to start with. Guanye had been playing with guns all year round, so he naturally had good results.
Soldier, it does not disgrace the title of general's disciple. Generally speaking, he can fight pretty well. Pi Tiantang's performance is not very good. He is not very good with rifles, but he can achieve good results with a 54.
In fact, 54, does it have to be pressed when shooting? But Pi Tiantang did a good job. Guan Tao was puzzled and asked him: "Brother, did 54 play well?"
Pi Tiantang said vaguely: "It's just a blind cat who bumped into a dead mouse." In fact, he had a 54 hidden at home, and he practiced aiming whenever he had nothing to do. The gun feel was very good.
After the fight was over, everyone turned their attention to Liu Ziguang. Guan Ye said he was a sharpshooter and everyone wanted to see him.
The lieutenant colonel over there ran over, holding two box guns in his hands. They were both original Mauser products with wooden outer boxes. There was faded red silk under the gun handles. The guns were well maintained.
Well, it was baked blue and glowing, exuding the smell of gun oil. Old Cheng held it in his hand as if he had found a treasure, and played with it carefully, as if he had returned to the military days.
Rows of yellow 5mm pistol bullets were delivered. Originally, the box gun used 7.63 bullets, but the original ones were hard to find, so they had to use 54 pistol bullets instead. Fortunately, the tolerance was very small, and it basically had no effect.
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Lao Chengtou got two guns and familiarized himself with them inside and out. He pulled the bolt back and forth to test the strength of the spring. The German product was the best. There was not a single screw in the entire gun body, and it was all made of meshed parts.
After ten years of wind and rain, it is still as shiny as new, and the movement of the mechanism is extremely smooth. Old Chengtou praised with satisfaction, loading the bullet with extremely skillful movements, holding a box gun in one hand, and wiping his hands on his waist to load the gun, Guan Shanhai
My eyes lit up, I haven't seen such heroic movements for a long time, what an old martial arts team member!
Old Cheng was in high spirits and walked straight out of the shooting gallery. He held the gun with both hands at his waist. He held the gun flat and fired left and right without aiming at all. The gun went off and hit the target without any space in between. The two box cannons rang out as one.
The bursts of gunfire were like a burst of bursts from a submachine gun.
Twenty steel targets had landed on the ground before anyone could react. Each target was hit by two bullets, and the forty bullets were all fired without missing a beat. They were all incredibly beautiful double-shot rapid fires. In English, they are called doubletap.
, that is a beautiful result that only a very good shooter can achieve.
Silence, a long silence, suddenly Guan Shanhai took the lead in applauding, and then everyone applauded together. The little soldiers at the shooting range were dumbfounded, and they also clapped their hands desperately, and their hands turned red.
But Old Chengtou disagreed. This move was simply too childish. During the war years, if you didn't have excellent marksmanship, you wouldn't be able to outdo the little Japanese.