After Old Chengtou finished shooting, he blew the gun smoke from the muzzle and inserted the two guns into his belt. Liu Ziguang noticed that the noses of the two shell guns were still open. This was also a habit developed by the old guerrillas in the war.
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After everyone had finished their performance, it was time to see how Liu Ziguang, the sharpshooter in Sekiye's words, would perform. Liu Ziguang knew that this performance was the key to whether he could switch to active duty, so he treated it with all his energy.
Guanye helped him pick out a few guns, a 54mm military pistol, a 56c carbine, and an 88 sniper rifle. The selection of these three guns was very particular. The 54 is yes, and the 56c is a short-barreled AK47.
The accuracy is not high, and it has only been equipped with the navy and border defense. Most people have no chance to touch this kind of gun. As for the 88 sniper, there are many criticisms within the military, and it is not as useful as the old 79.
Liu Ziguang smiled freely. He understood that this was not because Guanye deliberately made things difficult for him, but to create opportunities for himself. The people present were all experts. If he really wanted to give himself an 81 bar, his good results would not be worth bragging about.
Let’s do it one by one. After a brief gun training, Liu Ziguang started to perform. His shooting movements were somewhat similar to those of old Chengtou. They seemed careless, but every move showed the demeanor of a veteran. Guan Shanhai and Guan Ye
We all understand that on the battlefield, you are not allowed to pose and aim. In many emergencies, the gunman cannot aim with his eyes and can only aim with his mind. This is the principle of the integration of man and gun.
There was no suspense about Liu Ziguang's results, all ten rings. In fact, at his level, there was no point in shooting anymore. Guanye asked people to place ten lit candles fifty meters away, and handed him a filled candle.
Liu Ziguang raised his pistol and fired ten bullets in a row. The candles were all extinguished. The little soldier who reported the target ran over and took a look. They all hit the candle wick, and the candle itself was not damaged at all.
Lossless.
Fortunately, Sekiye had already vaccinated everyone, so no one was particularly surprised. Although this kind of sharpshooter is rare, there are many talents in the army. If you want to see real skills, you still have to go to the battlefield, because the psychological quality of the shooter is also a
The key is, no matter how awesome you are on the shooting range, you may not still be awesome on a life-and-death battlefield.
As if to further deepen his grandfather's recognition of Liu Ziguang, Guan Ye took the initiative to ask for an apple on his head and stood at a distance of 20 meters for Liu Ziguang to hit him. Guan Tao became anxious when he heard this and shouted: "Tiger head, you are crazy, what if there is an apple?"
What to do if something goes wrong? It's not that you can't trust Xiao Liu's shooting skills, but if there's something wrong with the gun and bullets, your head will explode.
Guanye disapproved and said that this is often done in our army. If this is not possible, there is no point in going into battle to kill the enemy.
The two brothers couldn't argue, so everyone turned their attention to Guan Shanhai. The old general didn't even blink and waved his hand to express approval.
At this time, many people had gathered on the shooting range. A group of soldiers from the Blue Panther SWAT team directly under the Provincial Armed Police Corps came here for training. It is said that the more people there, the greater the psychological pressure. However, Liu Ziguang has a crazy personality, and the more the audience becomes.
Duoyue stimulated his potential.
Guanye said half-jokingly: "Brother, I'll leave my head to you. Don't open it to me. I haven't married yet."
Liu Ziguang patted him on the shoulder: "Stand firm and don't move around, I won't be able to hit you."
A shooting show that challenged the limits of human nerves began. There were spectators standing outside the security line. In addition to the special police officers who came for training, there were also shooting range staff. They were basically experts. They were whispering and commenting.
It is said that hitting an apple from a distance of twenty meters is not a particularly good marksmanship, but if the apple is placed on a person's head, it is a completely different concept.
Liu Ziguang began to inspect the gun. After firing a few rounds of bullets, he said it was ready. In the distance, Guanye also put an apple on his head, stood firmly, stretched out two fingers to indicate that it was ready to shoot, and the lieutenant colonel handed over one.
Liu Ziguang filled the new magazine with a snap, pushed the bullet into the chamber with a clang, and without leaving any time for the audience to think, he raised the gun and fired.
The slide of the 92-type 9mm pistol was quickly reloaded, and a hot bullet shell flew out from the ejection port and clinked on the ground. Looking at Guanye again, he looked stunned, and the apple on his head had disappeared.
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The target reporter quickly ran over and picked up the unlucky apple from behind Sekino. The apple had changed beyond recognition, with some fragments of the warhead embedded in it. It turned out that it was a 9mm training frangible bullet. Even if it really hit
There will be no casualties on Sekino's head.
It was a false alarm, and the audience applauded enthusiastically. This time they were really impressed by Liu Ziguang's marksmanship. The SWAT instructor on the scene requested to have a practical CQB competition with Liu Ziguang and the others. The shooting range has a special indoor close-range combat.
The site is a four-story building. There are bungalows, alleys, parked cars, trash cans, clothes drying racks, billboards, etc. nearby. It is simply a miniature simulated residential area.
One side of the competition is the Blue Panther Commando of the Armed Police Corps. Twelve members are on the field. The other side is Liu Ziguang and Guanye. Two people are on the field. The shooting range has prepared a full set of protective equipment for them, including helmets, goggles, protective clothing, and protective gear.
Elbow and knee pads, etc., as well as fragile bombs for training.
When the armed police soldiers found that there were only two people on the other side fighting against twelve of them, they immediately had objections and said, aren't you discriminating against us? Liu Ziguang originally wanted to say that I can deal with you all by myself, but considering the other side's face issue, he still decided
He explained in a pleasant manner that you are armed police who are involved in emergencies and fight asymmetrical battles. Terrorists and the like often fight in small groups. This kind of force configuration is just right.
After saying this, the other party reluctantly accepted it. After both parties put on their equipment and checked their guns, they entered the battle. Liu Ziguang and Guanye used pistols, and the special police used 79 micro-charge. Two groups of people entered the venue one after another. The spectators outside could not see
When we got inside, we only heard bursts of gunfire from time to time. Twenty minutes later, the result of the battle came out. Twelve special police officers went to fight and wiped out the entire army. The spots on their bodies were all traces of training bombs. Look again.
The other party, Guanye, had two bullet marks on his body, but none of them were critical. Liu Ziguang's body was clean and there was nothing on it.
The audience applauded enthusiastically again. An armed police colonel and a police inspector in a white shirt walked out of the crowd. While applauding, they said: "Which army do these two young comrades belong to?"
Guanye stood at attention and saluted: "Reporting to the commander, I am the special sniper of the military region, Guanye."
Liu Ziguang nodded slightly in greeting: "I am from the local government."
The colonel and the police inspector looked at each other and asked, "Are you an athlete from the shooting team?"
"No, they are reserve militia cadres." Liu Ziguang said.
The armed police colonel looked at the police inspector again, and both of them looked like they had found a treasure. They ignored Guan Ye and ran directly to Liu Ziguang, holding his hand and never letting go.
"What's your name, little comrade? Which army you were in before, what kind of work you do now, are you willing to work in the provincial capital?"
Liu Ziguang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He said to himself that this was really unintentional. He didn't refuse directly. Instead, he started to bargain: "I have a formal job. Besides, houses in the provincial capital are so expensive that I can't afford them."
The armed police colonel patted his chest and said, "The house is not a problem. The organization will arrange it. Let alone the house, the army can solve the problems of your spouse's job and your children's schooling."
Liu Ziguang said: "Chief, I'm not married yet."
The armed police colonel said: "That would be even better. One person has more freedom. As long as you nod your head, I will specially recruit you to join the army. The public security force is under the jurisdiction of the provincial department. There is no mention of welfare benefits. How about it? Think about it seriously."
He was frothing at the mouth as he spoke, but he didn't notice that there was ice on Guan Shanhai's face over there. The old man snorted and walked up to him and said: "Tian Xiaowu, the talent that my old man has chosen, you still want to cut off the beard?"
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The colonel then pretended to have just seen Mr. Guan, and said with a playful smile: "Uncle Guan, you are here too. When did you come?"
Guan Shanhai let out a breath of cold air from his nose and said, "You're too late. The military region has specially recruited this young man Liu Ziguang. Let's go!"
After saying that, he led everyone to leave the shooting range angrily. When they were far away, the police inspector asked: "Old Tian, who is that old man?"
The colonel said: "It turns out that the deputy chief of staff of the military region, Guan Shanhai, has always been at odds with our old man. This old guy has a bad temper and likes to throw hats. If he hadn't had this bad temper, he would have joined the General Staff a long time ago."
The police superintendent said: "So we can't get this talent?"
The colonel sneered and said, "Not necessarily. It all depends on who moves faster. I think that young man has a very lively mind and is unwilling to hang himself from a tree. If we offer the treatment so that they can't compare, it may not be impossible to grab it."
To people."
After saying that, he turned around and left, and the police superintendent also said: "Yes, what is the most precious thing these days? Talent! I don't believe it. The provincial department can't snatch one person away."
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After returning to the dormitory, Guan Shanhai immediately wrote a note and asked Guan Ye to go to the Political Department of the Military Region to try to get Liu Ziguang transferred to active duty, and to get rid of a bunch of bored veterans in the dormitory.
The head came over to chat and drink tea.
A group of veteran military leaders hit it off immediately, and the more they chatted, the more they fell in love with each other. Guan Shanhai took out his photo album for everyone to enjoy, and flipped through it. When Old Cheng saw a photo, he burst into tears.
This photo was taken by Guan Shanhai's eldest son Gao Yuan on the front line in Yunnan. Two soldiers wearing camouflage nets stand side by side, full of ambition and pride, with vast mountains and artillery positions behind them.
"Old platoon leader, what's wrong with you?" Guan Shanhai panicked.
Old Chengtou sighed, pointed at the person in the photo and said, "This is my second son."
"Ah! The commander of Gao Yuan's company is your son?"
"Yes, my second son was a company commander. His family had asked for a wife, but he died before he had time to get married. He was only twenty-eight years old when he died."
Guan Shanhai sighed, said nothing, and patted Lao Cheng's head heavily on the shoulder. He said nothing. He had seen the battle report at that time. This company was responsible for the insertion mission. A reinforced infantry company continued
For three days and three nights, we advanced in the primitive jungle, occupied the chokepoint leading to Lang Son, and repelled thirteen consecutive enemy group attacks. All the company commanders and instructors were sacrificed, and only about ten people were left in the company.
, and finally completed the mission successfully.
Old Chengtou's son was the company commander, and Guan Shanhai's son was the instructor. The two young men fulfilled their mission and sacrificed their lives for the country, and have been buried in the Malipo Martyrs Cemetery ever since.
"The children died bravely and heroically. Old platoon leader, you haven't visited the graves in the south in these years?" Guan Shanhai asked.
Old Cheng shook his head: "I've only been there once in more than thirty years. My family is poor and I can't afford the travel expenses."
Guan Shanhai felt sad and asked: "Old platoon leader, who else is at home?"
Old Chengtou said: "My wife starved to death in 1960, my eldest son died in an accident in 1974 while training new recruits, my second son died in Vietnam in 1979, and my grandson was also a soldier. He was killed in action ten years ago.
No bones have been seen yet."
There was a long silence in the room. Old Chengtou filled a pot with tobacco leaves and said to himself: "God finally opened his eyes and left me a great-grandson. I am satisfied."
"Old platoon leader..." Guan Shanhai, with tears in his eyes, solemnly saluted Old Chengtou with a military salute.
A group of old generals also stood in a row solemnly and saluted Old Cheng.