Regarding the fact that Hou Jun, the acting platoon leader of the first platoon, took the two new recruits to the division headquarters every day to find Major Zhuang to go to the small shooting range to practice, Wen Lei felt that they were simply cheating.
He wanted the sixth squad deputy to go to the small shooting range to see how the two new recruits practiced their guns.
But the sixth squad deputy's eyes rounded a few points when he heard it, and he was busy saying: "Platoon Commander, you are not making it difficult for me! Division small shooting range that is in the small valley behind the headquarters office building, the guard company is there to guard it! Especially the live firing, the security is the command's public service platoon, I go to see other platoons can rely on familiarity to mix over to see, the division headquarters of the security company how to recognize me ah! Other recruits even if they do not let me see to drive me away can still secretly hide nearby with binoculars to see, but ...".
He laughed bitterly: "You let me go to the division with binoculars peeping? I'll be biu~biu~biu as an enemy agent in a minute!"
As he said that, he made a shooting gesture.
When Wen Lei thought about it, he felt that the sixth squad deputy had a point.
Sending a soldier to snoop on the Commanding General's side in a hasty manner might cause a security incident, and by that time, not to mention taking credit for his actions, he would be happy not to be scolded.
He stood up and walked around the platoon room like a donkey pulling a mill with his hands behind his back.
"This is really unfair!"
He knew what Major Zhuang was capable of.
He had witnessed it with his own eyes on the shooting range that day, and his marksmanship was simply out of this world.
Li Zheng and Zhang Jian, the two new recruits he had also paid attention to for a long time, were indeed good soldiers, but compared to Zhuang Haoran, the shooting still lacked a bit of fire.
Handed over in the hands of Hou Jun grinding for a year and a half will certainly be able to become a material, only need time.
But this Zhuang major Zhuang chief of staff may not be certain.
His level is not a Hou Jun can be compared, especially people are special forces origin, ghost knows whether there is no hidden what masterpiece?
What if he passes on to Li Zheng and Zhang Jian, the two new recruits,...?
He didn't even dare to think about it, and immediately had the urge to go to the company commander to complain.
But then he turned to think.
This can not be ah!
People Zhuang chief of staff to accept disciples, open small stove, that did not get in the way of anyone's business, and did not affect the training of the new battalion, the violation of which law of the king?
Besides, he is a colonel, the head of the regiment have to stand up straight and salute, and the company commander to complain ...
That's like complaining to the king of hell.
There is no use!
Just when Wen Lei was worried and sighing in his platoon room, Hou Jun was practicing with Li Zheng and Zhang Jian on the small shooting range of the division headquarters.
On his first day here, Li Zheng found everything new.
This place wasn't on the same level as the boot camp's training grounds.
Because it is a small shooting range, it is better protected, not to mention the division's public service soldiers personally protected, that kind of comfort, don't mention how good it is.
You should know that these divisional public service soldiers used to be the head of the division and the command of those officers and staff to do security, with Zhang Jian words, we are enjoying the regiment level treatment.
In addition to good security, the hardware here is also first-class facilities, the shooting range has observation mirrors, the kind of mirrors set up beside you, from the mirror to see out the chest ring target rings can be seen clearly, the point of impact fell in what place at a glance.
That is to say, no manual target report, no need to look at the target report pole, you can constantly correct the trajectory deviation.
However, the expected five-star treatment did not bring more enjoyment.
On the first day, they didn't even let them correct the gun, and directly let them hold the empty gun on the ground to aim at the target.
No live ammunition?
Li Zheng was a bit confused.
In the boot camp also have the opportunity to live ammunition training, here originally thought that the bullets are randomly made, a noon how to say that you can dip in the light of the Zhuang colonel to play a thousand rounds, but I did not expect to be worse than the recruit platoon.
Empty gun aiming?
Zhuang Yan took two inspection mirrors, one for each of them to install on the gun, and then after checking their aiming situation, said something to them.
"It seems that your platoon leader Hou has done a good job of laying a good foundation for you, and your aiming situation is fine. By the way, both of you can hold the gun for four hours without dropping your shells, and you don't have any problems with the stability of the gun. The only problem is ..."
He looked back at Hou Jun and smiled, "Tell me."
Hou Jun said, "It's experience and time."
Zhuang Yan gently shook his head, "Actually, it's not."
Hou Jun's brow furrowed.
He taught guns, and no one in E Division dared to ask too much of him and say no.
If it was anyone else he would have already acted out the taunts.
But in front of Zhuang Yan, he indeed didn't dare to be human.
"What was that question? I would like to ask the chief for advice as well." He said.
Zhuang Yan said, "You are a sniper, or the top kind, don't you know about gun sense?"
Hou Jun said, "I know, I also taught them, but the gun sense is to live ammunition to grind out, just like Zhuang Haoran, why stable, people have a good gun sense, played so many years of competitive shooting."
Zhuang Yan said, "You are talking about that is a high level of shooting, that kind of gun sense does need time to grind, but a one practice. One practice only! Do you think that this kind of one hundred meter prone position with reliance shooting discipline needs a very complicated gun sense?"
Hou Jun froze.
He hadn't thought towards this aspect before.
Hou Jun was exposed to difficult shooting disciplines, and this kind of rifle practice was too trivial for him, so he hadn't delved into it for a long time.
Today, Zhuang Yan mentioned this, he was a bit confused.
Zhuang Yan said, "In fact, the gun sense of a practice is very easy to practice out, it is nothing more than a projection of the aiming situation in the brain, we call it the heart."
He pointed to his chest.
"Is your gun at any given time truly aimed at a 10-ring bullseye, is it out of a truly correct aiming situation? That's easy for you because you've been through countless live-fire rounds, letterboxing, and the aiming situation is etched into your mind, but it's hard for a new recruit to make sure."
Zhuang Yan said, pacing to Li Zheng's side.
Li Zheng was still aiming, not daring to move.
Zhuang Yan got down and looked at the inspection mirror once more.
"Look! There is now a difference between Li Zheng's aiming situation and just a few minutes ago, although this difference is very, very small, even if you put a shell casing on the muzzle of the gun, it won't fall, the problem is, hitting the upper 10 ring is a kind of precision shooting, which requires a very high degree of accuracy, although the shell casing doesn't fall, the tiny deviation is actually unknowingly already there."
He asked Li Zheng, "Have you yourself felt that your aiming situation has changed?"
Li Zheng shook his head, "Didn't notice."
"That's right." Zhuang Yan said to him, "That's because you are not impressed enough with the aiming situation. What is profound? Let's say for example, your heart will always be profoundly a hundred meters of precision shooting the correct aiming situation, even engraved in your bones, even like a pair of precision screws and nuts, if the correct aiming situation in your mind is the nut, then you visually see the latest aiming situation is the screws, the screws and nuts can be tightly fit not even close to each other, the set up and screwed it to know. Right?"
Li Zheng nodded his head, seeming to hear something.
He slightly understood Zhuang Yan's analogy.
It was to turn one's brain and eyes into a precision instrument, and a very precise comparison would be made between the two when checking the aiming situation, but wherever there was a hint of something wrong, the screws would not be able to tighten the nuts and remind themselves to correct it.
"I see." He said.
Zhang Jian also hurriedly said, "I get it too!"
He had thought that Lizheng would say it first, and later on, he would wait for Zhuang Yan to listen to his answer first, and then he himself would pick up his answer and say, "I think so too ..."
Then it will be done.
Neither lose face, nor lose to him Li Zheng.
But I did not expect Zhuang Yan did not follow the rules at all, directly over Li Zheng, asked Zhang Jian: "OK, you understand you say, what do I just words mean? Use the shortest words to explain."
Zhang Jian was instantly dumbfounded, his head buzzing a blank.
"This ... this ..."
He began to stammer.