Early the next morning, Kunchai was taken out of the bed by Qin Fei like a poor rabbit.
"From today on, you will be trained by me, and everything will start from scratch."
"Boss, my injury hasn't healed yet..." Kunchai sat on the bed with a sad face and said, "Can't you just let me rest for one more day?"
"Oh, during the war, you go tell your enemies that you are injured, and wait until you recover before attacking. See if they agree?" Qin Fei said mercilessly: "Besides, what about you?
A minor injury is nothing. Don’t think I don’t know. The most serious thing is that a few bottles were knocked on my head, which required more than a dozen stitches. The rest of the place was a skin injury, and I didn’t even need stitches. Today’s training is for you.
Legs and hands, you don’t need to use your head, just leave your head on the bed and take your body out.”
Half an hour later, Lao Yu, Zhu Xing and others stood on the balcony of the small building, looking at the training ground next to the beach below. Qin Fei was wearing shorts and a T-shirt, holding a military belt in his hand, and Kunchai was carrying
The backpack and gun were driven on the beach like a lost dog.
The amount of training for this day: Get up at 5:30 in the morning, carry 30 kilograms of equipment, and run 5 kilometers.
Then, do 50 push-ups in 1 minute and 50 sit-ups in 1 minute.
These are just appetizers. Physical fitness is the most basic condition for becoming a soldier and the basis for completing some tactical actions and achieving combat missions.
Dinner is served at 7 o'clock, and live-fire drills are conducted after the meal.
Kunchai really lived up to his reputation as a "rookie". This guy rarely touched a gun before, and when he did, he touched a pistol. Moreover, he could shoot and shoot as he pleased, without any basic knowledge at all.
Qin Fei found that with Kunchai's current military literacy, asking him to immediately enter the shooting range to learn live ammunition shooting would be a bit overwhelming.
Very good, then let’s start training from the basics and various uses of guns.
Raise the gun, lower the gun, raise the gun, draw the gun...
Kunchai had to practice every basic movement of holding a gun thousands of times.
It doesn't seem difficult to practice these movements once or twice, but Qin Fei knows very well that to become a qualified elite soldier, these movements must be completely engraved on the bones, integrated into the blood, and imprinted in the depths of the mind.
When Kunchai gets a gun, he will habitually use these squeezing movements subconsciously.
Every small action is the key to a soldier's life or death on the battlefield.
When each action is connected thousands of times, this seemingly simple action becomes an extremely boring torture.
Kunchai understood for the first time that a gun that seemed to weigh only a few kilograms turned out to be so heavy...
When it came to training shooting stability, Qin Fei adopted the simplest training method of PLA - gun training.
At first, he was kneeling or standing while holding an empty gun and aiming at the target. In the afternoon, Qin Fei began to hang all kinds of messy things on the barrel of the gun. At first it was a kettle filled with water, and later he directly put sandbags on it.
This gun-holding posture basically lasted for more than half an hour. His arm muscles were as hot as beef being grilled on the fire. Kun guessed that he had completed the training amidst the howling of ghosts and wolves.
During lunch, Kunchai sat at the dining table and suddenly started crying.
"Why are you crying?" Eric, the God of Thunder, sitting next to him, couldn't help asking him: "Is it because the training is too hard?"
He lowered his voice and asked, "Did your boss beat you?"
"No..." Kunchai shook his head.
"Why is that?" Eric was very puzzled.
"My hand..." Kunchai said with a painful look on his face: "My hand can't even move the fork..."
Eric looked down and saw that Kunchai's wrist was swollen like a pig's trotter.
At the end of this lunch, Eric fed Kunchai one mouthful after another.
Training continues in the afternoon.
Kunchai couldn't bear it anymore.
"Boss, can you let me rest for half a day? I can't move my hands at all..."
Qin Fei glanced at Kunchai's hand coldly: "Well, that's true..."
"That means we can rest now?" Kunchai was overjoyed.
"Who told you that you can rest?" Qin Fei sneered: "If your hands are not working anymore, don't you still have your feet?"
So that afternoon, everyone sat on the balcony and once again watched Qin Fei drive Kunchai, who was running on the beach with a backpack and gun...
Night is almost the time that Kunchai looks forward to the most.
At this time, Qin Fei no longer organized him for training, and Lao Yu would bring some medicine back from the clinic and apply it on him. Compared to the day, Kunchai felt that night was like paradise.
In the evenings, Qin Fei would personally give Kunchai lessons on military theory, from tactical formations to the formulation of combat plans, as well as the performance, advantages and disadvantages of weapons and equipment in various countries, including the use of various individual weapons and equipment, etc.
"The M249 machine gun has a mass of only 6.83 kg, a total gun length of 1 040 mm, and a replaceable barrel mass of 1.6 kg. After adopting a new hydraulic and pneumatic buffer, the mass of the whole gun increases by 0.12 kg, and the 200-round ammunition chain makes the total
The mass increases by 2.75 kg, usually using 5.56×45 NATO ammunition, the firing rate is 50-1000 rounds/minute, and the muzzle velocity is 915 meters/second..."
"Glot 17 pistol, mass 0.63KG, fires 9mm Parabellum pistol bullets, uses double-row magazines, warhead muzzle velocity 370 meters per second, muzzle kinetic energy 530 joules..."
"The Bradley M2 infantry fighting vehicle is 6.45 meters long, 3.2 meters wide, 2.56 meters high, has a total combat weight of 22.67 tons, has a crew of 3, and can carry 7 people. The engine is a V8 Cummins VTA-903T diesel engine with a power
It has 500 horsepower and automatic transmission. The main weapon of the tank is a 25mm machine gun, and a parallel machine gun is also installed in the tank turret..."
Qin Fei is completely cramming in a lot of weapons knowledge, just like asking primary school students to read and recite ancient prose. It is not necessary for you to understand, but you can remember these parameters for me.
This item is not difficult for Kunchai!
Qin Fei discovered another advantage of Kunchai. This guy has a good brain and can quickly remember almost any knowledge you instill in him. This may be related to Kunchai himself having received higher education.
After about ten days of this kind of day-in-day-out, Kunchai's shooting posture has become more mature, and the stability of holding the gun has also been greatly improved.
One morning, Kun guessed that there was no need for Qin Fei to chase people behind like a dog with a leash...
This morning, Qin Fei asked Kunchai to enter the shooting range rented by Laoyu for the first time to conduct live ammunition shooting.
During Kunchai's training period, Lao Yu and others were not idle. They practiced marksmanship in the shooting range every day. There was also a rapid-fire range made of tires and sandbags and a small CQB training ground next to the shooting range. Everyone was there.
Practice coordination here.
Seeing Kunchai walking into the shooting range, everyone put down their guns and gathered around.
For the first time, an AK-47 automatic rifle was used for 100-meter lying position precision shooting with a fixed target. This is the first shooting subject that every PLA recruit has been exposed to. It is called shooting practice in the army.
Five rounds of bullets, chest ring target, ten bullseye rings, minimum 6 rings.
Generally, PLA recruits train for three months, and they are pretty good if they can perform well.
Kunchai didn't have much time, so Qin Fei compressed his first phase of shooting training to ten days.
Kunchai lay on the ground, put the AK-47 on the sandbag, looked through the mechanical sight, and saw the target with a gap in the crosshair, three dots and one line...
Bang——
The first bullet ejects from the chamber.
Everyone picked up the observation telescopes in their hands and looked at the target paper, trying to see where the "virgin" bullet had hit.