Hearing his words, everyone in the class nodded.
They had a deep understanding of Zhen Dong's gaming abilities when they sneaked into the computer room for the first time. He could torture a group of people to death by himself.
Playing well in the game was also a reflection of one's hands-on ability. No wonder he could dismantle the gun so quickly.
Everyone thought to themselves as they turned to look at Fatty He Dong.
He Dong was also a complete gaming fan. Although his strength was not as good as Zhen Dong's, he was still outstanding compared to the others.
Being stared at like this by others, the little fatty instantly felt ashamed.
Instantly, he felt that all the games he had played before had been for nothing. Zhen Dong played games to improve his hands-on skills, while he played games purely for fun…
Up until now, he still hadn't figured out the steps to dismantle the gun.
After hearing Zhen Dong's explanation, the class monitor didn't have too many doubts.
Although he wasn't sure about Zhen Dong's gaming abilities, his memory was undeniable. After all, he could remember everything after seeing the quilt folded.
The class monitor stood up and said,"Alright, since you've learned it, you can teach the others later."”
After saying that, he looked at the others and saw that they were all staring in Zhen Dong's direction in a daze. He could not help but scold,
"What are you looking at? Hurry up and dismantle it. Zhen Dong has already dismantled it, but you're still dawdling. Hurry up and dismantle it. If there's anything you don't know how to do, ask me or Zhen Dong.”
The others quickly buried their heads and started to dismantle it. How could they not know how to do it? They held their guns and asked Zhen Dong. They even lined up in front of Zhen Dong.
Although the class monitor said that he could ask him if he didn't know, who dared to go up and ask? If he asked the wrong question, he might be scolded.
The class monitor sat on the stool and watched this scene. He didn't say anything. Anyway, Zhen Dong was in front, so he was happy to be free.
With Zhen Dong's patient help, the others finally dismantled the guns one after another.
"Reporting, class monitor." As they dismantled the guns, Zhen Dong looked at the class monitor and reported,""We're done."
The class monitor raised his arm and looked at his watch." Whoa, that's long enough.”
Even if a veteran gunner dismantled a gun with his eyes blindfolded, it would be considered a failure if it took more than a minute. They had spent more than an hour.
Everyone was ashamed by the class monitor's words. If it weren't for Zhen Dong's help, they might have taken even longer.
The class monitor did not say anything else. He took out a bottle of oil and a cloth and said,"Now, I'll teach you how to maintain your guns."
As he spoke, he walked in front of Zhen Dong and used his gun to demonstrate.
Anyway, Zhen Dong remembered it quickly, so he only needed to read it once.
The squad leader dipped a cloth in gun oil and began to carefully wipe each component.
"Guns are just like cars. They need to be maintained from time to time, or else it's easy to get into trouble.”
" If the car is not maintained well, it will at most malfunction and be unable to start. If the gun is not maintained well, once the chamber explodes or it gets stuck, it can even kill you!" the squad leader said while wiping.”
"Now, in the army, you will be organized to maintain your guns together. But in the future, if you fight a war or participate in a drill, it will depend on your self-awareness on the battlefield. You can take them out and maintain them yourself. Just like what the platoon leader said, you will cherish your guns as if they were your wives!”
Everyone nodded.
Soon, the class monitor was done with his maintenance. He looked at everyone and asked,"Is there anything you can't do?"
Everyone shook their heads.
Although there were many parts in the gun, it was not difficult to maintain it. It was just to use a cloth to carefully smear the gun oil to clean the dust inside and prevent the gun from rusting and distorting.
Although it was a little troublesome, it wasn't too difficult.
After the observation, everyone sat back on their horses, took out the gun oil and cloth that the class monitor had prepared for them, and carefully wiped them.
Soon, everyone's maintenance was over.
The class monitor used Zhen Dong's gun to teach everyone how to assemble it. After a demonstration, he quickly disassembled it and let Zhen Dong try to assemble it.
With the Firearm Proficiency skill, Zhen Dong naturally had no difficulty in assembling the gun.
The class monitor nodded in satisfaction and asked the others to assemble their own.
After learning how to dismantle it, it was not that difficult to reassemble it. However, they still encountered some problems occasionally. Everyone came over to ask Zhen Dong for advice.
Zhen Dong naturally wouldn't refuse and continued to teach seriously.
The class monitor nodded in satisfaction when he saw Zhen Dong guiding them.
He had chosen a good vice-class monitor. He was outstanding in everything and was willing to help his teammates. It saved him a lot of time and energy and allowed him to rest well.
When he came to be the squad leader of the recruit company, he hoped to meet such a soldier.
For the entire morning, everyone had been dismantling, maintaining, and assembling their guns. They were training back and forth. Each of them held their guns and studied them carefully. If they didn't know anything, they would ask Zhen Dong.
Of course, the effect was also very obvious. In one morning, the group had learned most of it. Although they were not as familiar and fast as Zhen Dong, they could basically complete the entire maintenance procedure by themselves.
The class monitor finally stopped them when the small duty officer went to the cafeteria to help, indicating that dinner was about to start.
After lunch, the class monitor told them to have a good rest. He said that there was still a lot to learn in the afternoon, scaring everyone into going to bed, afraid that they would not be energetic in the afternoon.
Now, they were no longer new recruits. Although they were still in the recruit company and were still eggs in the eyes of the squad leader, at least they did not have to worry about breaking the tofu.
After a month of training, their skills in folding tofu blocks could be said to have improved every day. Even during lunch breaks, they were not afraid of breaking the tofu blocks and not daring to sleep.
As the whistle sounded at the end of the lunch break, he quickly got up from his bed, tidied up his bed, and put on his clothes.
When the class monitor saw this scene, he smiled in his heart.
A month ago, they had to shake their beds one by one to wake them up. Now, they had already sprung up naturally when they heard the whistle.
It could be said that he had improved greatly.
Under the class monitor's instructions, a group of people carried their guns to the training ground.
"Today, I'll teach you three gun positions. They are the rifle prone position, the rifle standing position, and the rifle kneeling position.”
The class monitor asked Zhen Dong to give him the gun. He used Zhen Dong's gun to demonstrate these three movements and described the essentials of the movements.
After the demonstration, he directly instructed,"Squatting position with rifle, get ready!"
Everyone hurriedly took a step forward, knelt down on their left knees, and bent their right knees at a 90-degree angle. They straightened their backs and raised their rifles to aim.
"Good!" The class monitor looked at them and nodded in satisfaction." Squatting posture, last for an hour."
Hearing this, everyone's pupils suddenly constricted. However, after learning from their previous military posture, no one dared to move.
Although a Type 95 automatic rifle was not heavy, and most of the gun body was made of special plastic, the total weight was only 3.25 kilograms, which meant that it was less than seven pounds. However, holding the gun for an hour without moving was really tiring!
Let alone lifting something that weighed seven pounds, if a normal person were to casually lift a broom and keep their hands stretched out without any support, their arms would ache and tremble in a short while!
As time slowly passed, they could no longer take it. Sweat kept falling from their heads, and their arms were trembling unconsciously because of the soreness in their muscles.
When the class monitor saw this scene, he immediately turned on his mocking mode.
"You can't take it anymore? The special forces had to hang a brick under the gun and put a bullet shell on the muzzle. When the bullet shell fell, the timer would reset.”
"He Dong, did I allow you to wipe your sweat?”
"Yu Jun, why are you shrugging your shoulders? Do you need me to call a military doctor to take a look?”
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