This shooting range experiment attracted people from all walks of life. After some twists and turns, they finally arrived at the military camp before twelve o'clock.
"You should have arrived a long time ago! Come as soon as you come, there will be a big pomp every time." Medvedev, the commander of the military region, shook his head in displeasure.
A large number of cars, military vehicles, and even convertible buses carried a large number of people into the military camp. This situation never happened in the past.
Cars with Soviet flags were parked neatly in an open space. Their uniform appearance increased their majesty and made the recruits in training talk about it. The recruits were practicing as usual. Given the current situation, even a fool would know that
A group of high-ranking officials are here. Which fool dares to slack off in training?
The mayor of Novosibirsk, Umov, came in person, and behind him was a large visiting group of up to fifty people.
This is the city's team, with more than a thousand people from all walks of life, including thirty reporters alone.
All news media regard "Pravda" as a benchmark in the industry, so local newspapers closely follow the footsteps of "Pravda".
The legendary Belekov came to Novosibirsk, and the city's newspaper agencies were already gearing up, eager to directly face the legendary general for up-close interviews.
This time, all media people caught a great opportunity.
All reporters were given an important mission, which was to find Berekov and ask as many questions as possible. On the contrary, the shooting range experiment of the new gun felt like a supporting role.
Of course, these reporters are very afraid of disrespecting the general, not to mention that the mayor and the commander of the military region are also here. Without their permission, General Berekov will definitely sneer at the presumptuous interview.
More than thirty reporters, carrying huge cameras from this time and space, followed closely behind the huge visiting group. In front of them was a large group of people wearing black woolen coats and round velvet hats on their heads.
The mayor himself is also dressed in traditional clothes, wearing a huge hat, which makes his head look quite small.
The first time the mayor came to this military camp was when it was first built. The establishment of the military camp itself was not long ago. While he came to visit the firearms demonstration, he also came to see the construction progress of the military camp. How is the progress of the planned masonry construction? Normal
How is the dormitory for recruits? How is the food in the canteen of the military camp? All these matters are the duty of the commander of the military region. As the mayor, Umov must also be informed.
For Yang Mingzhi, after he performed some special operations on the magazine, everyone began to wait boredly for the group of people to arrive.
The waiting time is a bit boring, and the only way to kill the boredom is to disassemble and assemble the firearm, and to instruct the experimenter on the shooting posture.
The ideal heavy infantry not only needs a strong physique, but also must know the correct use of firearms. No matter what kind of firearm it is, any buffer device cannot completely offset the recoil. For example, some shotguns have such strong recoil that the muzzle jumps up.
The force is so fierce that after firing a shot, the shooter's shoulder is sore and the muzzle of the gun is pointed at the ceiling.
Here, Yang Mingzhi simply emphasized that the so-called new gun adopts semi-automatic mode, and the feel is somewhat like the SVT40 of the same model. If it adopts fully automatic mode, the shooter must learn the gun-pressing technique and mobilize the muscles of the whole body to suppress the tremor of the gun body.
Even though the recoil of the new gun is no longer that powerful.
Is the recoil of this gun really strong?
Hearing the words of its designer before firing a shot, several experimenters sent from the military camp couldn't help but feel wary.
On the contrary, it was Grishenko and others. Yesterday, everyone saw the general's heroic posture when shooting. The general looked a bit strong. He could perfectly suppress the tremor of the firearm. The shooting was so steady that it was like operating a submachine gun.
When thousands of "observers" arrive, everyone can shoot at the target freely!
The waiting time was not that long, but the anxious state of mind made a group of people, including the commander of the military region, quite annoyed.
Finally, the people who were supposed to come finally arrived.
"It's really crazy. Are officials from all agencies here? General Berekov, it seems your name is really attractive!" the commander of the military region couldn't help but praise.
"Maybe, Comrade Commander, we will start experiments soon."
"Okay. Remember, I will join you halfway. Before that, let's go meet those people."
There were indeed more than a thousand people who came, because there were also some city garrisons and public security police inside, and their appearance was to protect a group of senior officials including Umov. In addition, there were indeed a large number of agencies.
Personnel were dispatched just to obtain some cutting-edge intelligence and bring it back to their agencies as a key topic in the patriotism report.
Just on the side of the shooting range, Yang Mingzhi met Mayor Umov again, and the old guy's piercing eyes once again gave him a huge impression.
Umov didn't see anyone else at all and asked straight to the point: "General, look, we brought so many people here. I guess you can guess that the whole city is boiling because of your project! Tell me quickly, your new
Where’s the gun!”
"Wait a moment." Yang Mingzhi motioned to Grishenko, and soon an assault rifle became a plaything in Umov's hand.
With the steel gun in hand, the old body transformed into youth. At the first sight, Umov's warrior soul realized that it was definitely a good gun. Anyway, a good gun must be beautiful and simple.
"It's so beautiful. When you were studying the design drawings that day, the clerk I sent also made a sketch. In just one week, I got the actual object. Wise General Berekov, you are really lucky for the great alliance."
Yang Mingzhi smiled: "Whether a gun is good or not can't be determined just by looking at it a few times. Since everyone is here, let's not delay. The experiment will start now. What do you think?"
"Okay!" After saying that, Umov waved his hand, and one of his deputies immediately put up a military telescope: "I came prepared this time, and I will never miss any interesting moments."
"Okay, then everyone please line up to watch. I also saw comrades carrying tripods coming. They should have set up a shooting spot at a perfect location."
"Yes, let's prepare each other."
The experiment has not yet started, but the atmosphere of success is already permeating the crowd. Everyone forms a human wall at the edge of the shooting range. In order to avoid blocking the view of the back row, many people in the front row have already sat cross-legged on the ground regardless of their cleanliness.
The reporters immediately set up their tripods. Some people equipped with high-end cameras had already taken photos of Yang Mingzhi himself. The sudden bright light proved everything.
…
Is everything ready?
Yang Mingzhi was already lying on the grass. He was holding an assault rifle of his own design. The barrel of the gun was resting smoothly on the sandbag. His legs were spread wide, in a standard prostrate shooting posture.
A moment of mental trance made him feel like he had traveled through time and space again.
In that plane, the first firearm I came into contact with was the Five-Liu Chong. Now the origin of this gun and the Five-Liu Chong is too ambiguous. Holding the firearm in my hand, a feeling of familiarity and strangeness arises spontaneously. The feeling of familiarity is still there.
Taking up the main body, from then on, the target shooting will be very smooth.
However, others were in the prone position and soon found an embarrassing problem that they were not comfortable with.
It turned out that most traditional rifles were shot from the shoulder, and the experienced men had to adapt to the new posture. After Yang Mingzhi stood up and gave some personal guidance, the episode came to an end.
They quickly learned the new shooting posture, and after gradually adapting to it, no one claimed that the new posture was uncomfortable.
Yang Mingzhi was basically ready. Ten people, including him, lined up in a row. The magazines of the firearms were only loaded with ten bullets, and the target was 200 meters away.
Two hundred meters, many battles are most intense at this distance. If it is a good gun, it should leave dense bullet holes on the target!
On the other side, the commander of the military region and the mayor Umov gathered together to whisper.
"Comrade Commander, look at General Berekov. He took off his coat and shot from a prone position. You really can't tell that he is a general, he is simply a soldier."
Commander Medvedev shrugged: "He is a soldier. He was the battalion commander exactly a year ago! Alas, the war has promoted many outstanding talents at the grassroots level quickly. This young man is already at the same level as me."
"I wish there were more people like this. By the way, Comrade Medvedev, I want to make a bet with you."
"Oh? Bet? What do you mean."
"Let's bet on General Berekov's target. What do you think he can achieve?"
"It's a distance of two hundred meters..." The commander thought for a moment, "Maybe he can hit the bull's eye, but I hope he won't miss the target. Alas, I thought about it, he won't hit the bull's eye."
"Okay. Then I'll bet that he will hit the bull's-eye. If I lose, I'll give you a bottle of vodka."
"Very well, if I lose, I will also give you a bottle of wine. Let's wait and see."
As for Yang Mingzhi, he didn't know that he was still carrying a bet. Now he still wears glasses, and his whole head has not released the gun body. Even if he wears glasses and shoots, it is not a big deal. On the contrary, wearing glasses makes him see better.
Lightly, under the three-point line, the crosshair turned into a tiny dot, and it was so clear in his eyes.
The ruler was adjusted to 100. When shooting, Yang Mingzhi used a set of mathematical calculations to estimate the ballistic trajectory of the firearm. The size markings on the ruler were engraved at the correct position based on the calculation results.
He has great confidence, but others are a little worried when facing the magical high-baseline firearms.
As the starter's red flag fell, the experiment with a thousand people watching finally began.
Everyone adopts semi-automatic mode. People who hold assault rifles for the first time feel the recoil power of firearms in the new era for the first time.
"Huh? Shouldn't the recoil be very strong? It's obviously very soft!" This is what Grishenko felt, and so did everyone else.
It was completely unlike the powerful recoil of the Mosin-Nagant. Just when he was shooting, Grischenko was surprised to see that there was obviously a ball of gunpowder gas sprayed up from the upper end of the muzzle, and some gunpowder gas actually came out.
It was sprayed backward, and the warm gas smelling like gunpowder rushed towards his face.
After several consecutive shots, Grishenko felt only shock and ecstasy.
All the strong recoil and considerable muzzle jump of the Mosin Nagant have been greatly suppressed by the assault rifle. What is the reason? It is all caused by the unique shooting of the muzzle. A special and efficient muzzle is installed there.
muzzle brake.
Shooting in the prone position has become the most stable and comfortable shooting experience. Those who advocate sweetness are still not satisfied after firing ten rounds of bullets.
As for the onlookers, there are many experts here, and they quickly realized that the recoil of the new gun is definitely not great. For repeating weapons, the deep-rooted feeling is that the recoil should be proportional to the power. Could it be that the power of the bullet is not great?
!
The commander did not dare to jump to conclusions. First, he needed to get General Berekov's target paper to complete the bet with Umov.
Yang Mingzhi stood up. He sighed and looked at the assault rifle with steam coming from the muzzle.
"Grishenko, how do you feel?"
"Excellent General."
Seeing Grishenko's confident smile, Yang Mingzhi was also very pleased. Now, it depends on the condition of the target paper.
All experimenters pulled out all magazines and each pulled the charging handle three times to make sure there was no ammunition in the chamber.
The soldiers who were lying in the bulletproof pits in the shooting range stood up, collected target papers and brought them back.
"Let's go, Comrade Mayor, let's see who among us wins." After saying that, the commander rushed over and got the target paper faster than Yang Mingzhi.
A total of ten target papers were lined up on the ground, among which Yang Mingzhi's target paper became the focus of attention. Thanks to the soldiers maintaining order, the scene did not become too chaotic.
The result is here. Ten bullet holes are clearly visible on Yang Mingzhi's target paper. However, there is no bullet hole in the bullseye.
"Oops, I'll lose a bottle of wine to him!" The commander was displeased for a moment, but there was nothing he could do about the result.
Umov was in a good mood: "You must fulfill your promise."
"Of course. Let's look at the target paper again. You see, there are ten bullet holes here...wait, ten bullet holes!" Suddenly, the commander realized that there was something obviously magical happening here.
First of all, regardless of whether it hits the center or not, there are ten bullet holes on a circular target paper with a diameter of at least one meter.
How could the commander of the military region not be surprised? He turned his head and asked Yang Mingzhi who was standing: "Comrade Berekov, are you...are you a precision shooter yourself?"
"Me? Probably. My shooting skills are not bad." Yang Mingzhi said modestly, but what this humility gave to the other party was basically a display of strength.
Maybe it's just because the general is a natural marksman, maybe others are not as good as him.
The commander immediately looked anxiously at the other people's target papers. All ten shooters had ten bullet holes in their target papers.
What is this concept? It’s so scary!
An expression of surprise existed on the commander's fifty-year-old face, and Umov, who was accompanying him, also looked astonished.
Especially the commander, his voice became trembling for a moment when he faced Yang Mingzhi in front of him.
"Don't... General Berekov, you have seen... you have seen these target papers."
"Yes, is there anything unusual?"
"You..." Yang Mingzhi's relaxed look surprised the commander even more, "Don't you find it incredible? All the bullets of everyone, including you, hit the target. That was two hundred meters away.
Target! You are using a brand new firearm! It’s the first time to use it! The distance is 200 meters! You are seriously lacking in experience. You even learned the lying down shooting posture! You... none of you missed the target.
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"Really? That's weird?"
At this moment, is Yang Mingzhi really so relaxed? Bah! It's all just pretending. He just deliberately acted logically to prove that the new gun is indeed of high performance.
"Oh, it's so crazy. Only veterans who operate SVT40 can achieve such results. You...oh, I really can't understand what I'm seeing now."
Yang Mingzhi did not expect that the commander of the military region simply used the word "incomprehensible" to describe what he saw and heard, but the unbelievable thing was the fact. Yang Mingzhi was originally surprised that all the bullets of everyone hit the target.
No! Is it as simple as just hitting the target?
Yang Mingzhi then thought about something. Commander Mei was also a lieutenant general after all. He actually had a lot of experience at the grassroots level. There must be a deep-seated reason why this old guy was shocked to the point of trembling.
"You..." Yang Mingzhi asked weakly, "Do you think that if the target two hundred meters away is the enemy..."