The next morning.
Fan Qiu and the others lined up in the field.
The rest of the class members were puzzled when they saw that the class monitor was not around.
Only Fan Qiu and the others from Class One were filled with anticipation.
They knew that they could touch guns today.
As expected.
Five minutes later, the class leaders appeared at the edge of the field.
Everyone was carrying a gun.
"Don't you all want to touch guns? Now your wish has come true."
Old Hei stopped and smiled."Come, one for each of you.”
Fan Qiu and the others took the guns from Old Blackhand one by one, each of them careful.
He looked at the gun as if he was looking at a newlywed wife.
He was both excited and cherished.
"Alright, let me introduce you."
Blackie returned to the front of the group and said loudly,"This is a QBZ95 automatic rifle. It weighs 3.25 kilograms, does not have a bayonet, and is 746 millimeters long.”
After saying that, he took off the only steel gun left on his back and nimbly opened the magazine. He took out a bullet from it and introduced it.
"This is a general-purpose magazine. It can hold 30 rounds of 5.8mm bullets.”
Seeing the others learn how to disassemble the clip, Blackie's eyes widened."All of your brains have been kicked by a donkey. Why would they shoot you now?
Li Erniu and the others stopped what they were doing and looked up at Old Hei.
Fan Qiu did not fiddle with it like the others. The moment he got the gun, all the information about the gun flashed through his mind like lightning.
[Barrel length: 463mm]
[Aperture: 5.8mm]
[Ammo: 5.8mm]
Initial speed: 930 m/s
Single shot rate: 40 rounds per minute.
[Burst rate: 100 rounds per minute]
[Range: 400 meters]
[Maximum range: 600 meters]
[Bullet supply: 30-round magazine.]
[Number of bullets: 0]
After that, Fan Qiu had a strange feeling. It was as if he and this spear had been together for many years. They were like old friends and were extremely familiar with each other.
"Now that you've got your guns, I have something to tell you.”
Old Hei's expression became serious." Guns are the silent comrades of soldiers. They are also the second life of soldiers. Every soldier, from now until retirement, only the guns in your hands will accompany you!”
"You have to cherish it like you treat your wife and love it. Do you understand?”
"Understood!"
Fan Qiu and the others shouted.
"Alright, now I'll take you guys to deepen your relationship with guns.”
Old Hei hung the gun belt around his neck and shouted,""Everyone, turn right!"
"Run!"
Li Erniu and the others were excited and ran away decisively.
Now that he had the gun, the next step was to shoot.
When they reached the side of the plaza, Old Hei started cursing,"Are you out of your mind? Turn the corner. Don't you know how to run normally?”
The entire team quickly turned and ran along the field.
One lap, two laps, three laps.
The 12 laps of five kilometers passed very quickly.
Blackie stopped, but he didn't give any orders.
Everyone could only continue running.
At this moment, Li Erniu and the others no longer had the excitement they had when they received the guns.
When they ran, their arms swung naturally to help coordinate their bodies.
Now that everyone was holding their guns, not only was it a waste of energy to run, but their arms were also sore and unbearable. It was as if there were countless ants gnawing at the joints between their muscles and bones. It was extremely uncomfortable.
One lap, two laps, three laps…another five kilometers ended!
"Halt!"
When they passed by Old Hei again, he finally stopped them.
"Take a five-minute break."
As if he understood everyone's fatigue, Old Hei didn't waste time and ordered them to rest.
Instantly, Li Erniu and the others sat on the ground.
He was really too tired.
Especially his arms, they felt like they were about to break.
But the next second, just as he sat down, Blackie roared.
"Have you forgotten what I said just now?”
Li Erniu opened his eyes and saw Old Hei staring at him.
"Class monitor, what…what happened to me?"
Li Erniu was at a loss. He didn't do anything wrong.
It was also like this when they were resting.
Not only Li Erniu, but Zhang Bing and the others were also stunned by Old Hei's glare.
"Where are your guns?"
Blackie roared again.
Only then did Li Erniu and the others react. They looked down and saw that the automatic rifles were casually dragged on the ground.
Some of them had even sat down so violently that the muzzle of their guns had left a shallow pit on the ground.
"I just said that a gun is a soldier's second life. You have to treat it like your wife.”
Old Hei stepped forward and looked at Li Erniu and the others. He asked loudly,"Is this how you treat your wives?”
Li Erniu and the others did not speak.
All of them stood up and lowered their heads in silence.
"All of you, get down! Five hundred push-ups!”
Old Hei didn't stand on ceremony with them and shouted again.
Fan Qiu and He Chenguang, who were still holding their guns, also sighed. They followed Li Erniu and the others to lie down and assume a standard push-up posture.
"Do a push-up and apologize to your gun!”
Blackie ordered expressionlessly.
"I'm sorry."
Li Erniu and the others endured the pain and lay down on the ground.
With Blackie watching, they didn't dare to slack off.
Every time he completed a push-up, he would apologize to the steel gun in front of him.
Fan Qiu turned to look at the other classes. The situation was similar to Class One.
In order to let the recruits realize the importance of firearms, the twelve squad leaders came up with all sorts of tricks, and the entire company of recruits wailed in punishment.
When the training was over, Blackie put away his gun and left the field with the other class leaders.
"How does your new wife feel?”
After Old Hei left, He Chenguang turned to Wang Yanbing and asked with a smile.
Wang Yanbing moved her sore arms and said expressionlessly,"I choose to get a divorce."
When Li Erniu and the others heard this, they were first shocked. Then…
"That's right, divorce!"
"I suffered so much on my first day here. Who knows how much trouble I'll cause in the future.”
"I heard that in the future, we have to do regular gun maintenance. We have to take out every part inside and wipe it. If she were my wife, wouldn't she be too difficult to serve?”
"Let me ask you a question."
Fan Qiu, who did not feel much about the training, looked at everyone's righteous indignation and bitter complaints about his "wife". He smiled and asked,"Do you still want to drive a tank?”
A gun is almost torturing me to death. A tank?
Everyone was stunned for a moment and shuddered.
Forget it, forget it. He couldn't afford to offend a tank!
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