"It's easy to say, but the most important thing is that there are no problems in actual operation." Yang Mingzhi shrugged. The troops have already been equipped with reloading ammunition, almost all of which are 7.62 mm caliber. Although this type of reloading ammunition has a round head, it is
In the shooting range experiment, the spread of bullets within 100 meters was acceptable. In addition, they will roll horizontally in the air to a certain extent. After hitting the target, they will be extremely intrusive, but they cannot penetrate the body. This is different from the standard German bullets.
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Now fully equipped with German-made bullets, Yang Mingzhi was very tempted and immediately ordered Kharkov to start training immediately.
These children have already arranged their order, and training begins immediately after the 100-meter target is set up.
The first group was a child. They stood in their respective positions. There were no lying sandbags provided. These ten boys actually shot in a half-kneeling position.
Yang Mingzhi was stunned and said, "Kharkov, come here."
"Sir!" The young man ran all the way without forgetting to salute again.
"The recoil of the German-made rifle is greater, and your people have adapted to it? If you adopt a half-kneeling position rashly, you will hurt yourself." Yang Mingzhi still meant that he should lie on the ground with his legs spread apart to offset it.
The back seat of a Mauser rifle. "There are many girls in your youth camp. They are more fragile and have low arm strength. If they don't handle the rifle well, they will hit their shoulders hard!"
"But we have been training for a long time." Kharkov pursed his lips and muttered. Suddenly, he found a perfect reason. "Sir! Natasha is an excellent example. She can even stand and shoot.
Of course other girls can do it too, let alone us boys."
As soon as he finished speaking, Kharkiv made another gesture, and this time Yang Mingzhi was really startled.
The behavior of these teenagers gave people a great sense of familiarity. They took off the military kettles from their waists, and the kettle belts were hung directly at the muzzles of their guns.
Soldiers must have excellent arm strength to operate guns. When he was a soldier in that plane, Yang Mingzhi received similar training. He held a Type 95 gun with a few bricks hanging from the muzzle, and there were even madmen who put round rings on the barrel of the gun.
Shaped millstone. In order to train to reach the peak of arm strength and shooting stability, it is normal to bear a weight of three to four kilograms on the muzzle. During this period, the soldier will also exercise the lower body in the horse stance. This devilish training can ensure the basic skills of the soldier.
But in this era, the Soviet Union simply didn't have time to train like this, and ordinary riflemen only trained in a few shooting postures.
Yang Mingzhi's heart surged. He asked the people in the arsenal to wait a moment and walked directly to the shooting range.
Standing in front of him was a boy about 1.7 meters tall. On the surface, it was impossible to tell the child's age. He claimed to be sixteen years old.
The young man had already hung the kettle on the muzzle of his gun. Facing the officer, he was trembling and fearful, and his movements when holding the gun were a little stiff.
"Soldier, don't be afraid." Patting the boy on the shoulder, he felt more relaxed.
These are all confiscated German goods. There is a lunch box attached to the kettle, and the whole thing is wrapped in sheepskin. The kettle itself has a capacity of one liter, and together with other accessories, the overall weight is less than two kilograms.
The boy is already half-kneeling. It seems that he can hold the gun stably and aim at the target. Even if the weight on the muzzle of the gun is increased, it will not have any effect?
Yang Mingzhi nodded with satisfaction, but saw Kharkiv smiling beside him.
"Well, your people have been trained very well. Adding weight to the muzzle of the gun was already the idea of you, the battalion commander."
"Yes, sir!" Kharkov saluted, "You always say that our bodies are weak and it is difficult for us to carry out long-distance attacks with regular soldiers. I think our biggest problem is that our physical fitness and military literacy are poor. We have longer days every day.
The time was spent on long-distance running and shooting training, so I thought of this trick. And..."
"And what?"
"This kettle is not filled with water."
Yang Mingzhi was stunned for a moment. He saw the triumphant expression on the young man's face. Isn't it water? Could it be sand?
Filling a kettle with sand to train strong arm strength is how Yang Mingzhi was trained at that time. The benefits are self-evident. It is like running with a sandbag tied up for a long time. Once you get used to it, you can remove the sandbag one day and run even more quickly. No.
Water is sand. Is there so much sand in this swamp? There is mud everywhere.
He immediately ordered the young man who had been kneeling and holding the gun for almost a minute. There was sweat on his forehead and his body was trembling.
"Soldier, rest for a while. Now open your kettle and pour out the contents."
Of course, he had to obey the deputy division commander's orders. As if his burden was relieved, the young man unfastened his belt, took out the lunch box, and then unscrewed the bottle cap. Yang Mingzhi watched carefully as the filling in the kettle was carefully poured into the lunch box.
This is not sand at all. The texture of Hei Bu Liu Qiu is hard. "That's iron sand!" Yang Mingzhi was shocked. He quickly squatted down and pinched the things in the lunch box. They were as thin as sand but with a hint of metallic luster. They were all
It's ductile iron.
"Kharkov, you are really crazy! Do you know how much weight you give your people! Aren't you afraid that their arms will break due to fatigue?!" Yang Mingzhi stared at the boy beside him with anger.
"Yes, sir! I know, the overall counterweight is close to nine kilograms!"
Yang Mingzhi was surprised again. The standard counterweight for a soldier is one-eighth of the body weight. These children generally weigh 60 kilograms. It is most suitable to carry five kilograms of counterweight. The standard weight for special forces is only ten kilograms. This Kharkov
If you really want to express yourself, these children in the youth camp are really training hard to win honors.
He didn't know how long Kharkov had been training his people. This training mode must have started long ago. Unfortunately, he was either busy directing operations or squatting in the arsenal or research institute. The behavior of the youth camp, which had high hopes, was beyond comparison this time.
Unexpectedly, this young soldier just half-kneeled with a gun and endured a nine kilogram weight on the gun muzzle for one minute. This arm strength has been developed very well.
Suppressing his excitement, Yang Mingzhi ordered: "Soldier, roll up your sleeves and let me see your arms."
Kharkov suddenly realized what the officer meant, and immediately ordered the first group of ten people to gather together.
Yang Mingzhi saw that some soldiers' arms were strong and muscular. After resistance training for a long time, they could naturally carry heavier things. For example, this heavy firearm weighed almost fifteen kilograms!
If Kharkov can do this, so should those girls. Natasha's arms are full of muscles. Yang Mingzhi knows a lot about this girl's body. Coupled with the description of the star fruit on the bed, this girl has excellent physical fitness.
, the reason is that her body is full of muscles. Judging from Natasha's performance, this girl is even stronger than some men.
To say that girls are strong is not an elegant word. Look at the girls in the Kharkiv team. With such training, they can quickly adapt to high-intensity battles.
In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Yang Mingzhi ordered all the youth camp to take off their water bottles. "You just kneel down and shoot without adding weight. I don't want your hands to get sore and the muzzle of the gun pointed downward, wasting precious time."
bullet."
The matter of filling kettles with iron sand is over, and their shooting training can get down to business.
Yang Mingzhi called Liguschkov over and asked several comrades in the arsenal to get notebooks and prepare statistics on the shooting results. (To be continued...) u