Special Years

Chapter 912: The little secret of eighty-seven bombs

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"The deputy teacher is here!"

"The chief of staff is here too..."

"Damn, why are you here!?"

While everyone was waiting to watch the game, three camouflage-painted jeeps drove up on the boulevard outside the shooting range.

Many people recognized at a glance who the owners of those cars were.

Tang Wenkai, the instructor Lu Xiao, the head of the training section, and others hurried over to greet him.

After we met, the deputy teacher immediately asked, "Tang Wenkai, I heard that something big happened here."

"It's not a big deal, it's just a small confrontation for the training team."

Tang Wenkai thought to himself, who the **** has tipped off.

As the reconnaissance battalion commander, he didn't want to make things too big.

Zhuang Yan is a talent he admires. From a certain point of view, he does not want Zhuang Yan to lose, and even when Zhuang Yan proposed to single out the entire 4th Division scout backbone, Tang Wenkai sweated for him.

No one has ever dared to do so.

Competitions between reconnaissance units are common, ranging from small armies to large military districts or even entire ones.

But no one dared to say that they single-handedly singled out the entire division of others!

That's right, it's the whole teacher!

There are tens of thousands of people in a teacher, and you can't stand it if you pick one out of a hundred.

The original thought was to try to deal with this matter in a low-key manner, even if Zhuang Yanzhen lost a certain subject, in his own capacity, he would still be able to suppress it.

All right now.

Even the deputy division commander, chief of staff, and deputy chief of staff are here.

Only the teacher and the director of the political department are missing.

Can't cover this.

"Small confrontation?" Deputy Division Commander Ma Xuefeng said with a smile, "I heard that someone wants to challenge our entire division's reconnaissance unit by himself."

Tang Wenkai subconsciously glanced in the direction of the training section chief.

The training section chief smiled and said nothing.

Ma Xuefeng went straight to the shooting ground line and stood in front of the solemn.

A solemn salute, Ma Xuefeng returned the salute, then glanced at the gun in his hand: "Have you calibrated it?"

"Report to the deputy commander, the correction is done." Zhuang Yan said.

Ma Xuefeng asked again: "Are you sure you want to challenge all our scout backbones?"

"Yes, whatever you want, any subject." said solemnly.

Ma Xuefeng's face was a little unnatural.

He is the deputy division commander, in charge of military training, which is a bit of a slap in the face.

"Okay, then I'll be a qualified spectator." He turned to leave, suddenly stopped, and turned around and said, "Show the highest level of your Red Arrows team and let me see how big the gap is."

With a solemn smile, "No problem, I promise to satisfy the chief."

The orderly had already moved to Maza, Ma Xuefeng sat down with several division chiefs, and the training section chief and Tang Wenkai stood aside and did not sit.

Looking at the solemnity of opening the ammunition box and selecting bullets, he turned his head and asked Chen Jingming, the deputy chief of staff next to him: "Deputy chief of staff, how big of a chance do you think he will win?"

"I have seen the solemn file, and the trainee officer who came this year is the best one." The deputy chief of staff said, "I also looked at his file in detail at that time. He used to be in the G military region, and he was a celebrity."

"Celebrities?" Ma Xuefeng was stunned for a moment.

"When I was a soldier, I took the first place in the shooting of the group army. When I was in the Red Arrow Brigade, I was in the sniper detachment, and my grades were also the best. Later, I went to T country to participate in underwater defense and EOD training. I graduated and won the Outstanding Student Award. After returning to China, I acted as the deputy captain of the 'Hunter' team, and led the team to participate in the sniper competition of the army's special forces..."

Having said that, Chen Jingming stopped and his tone became a little more serious.

"It's still number one."

"Ah?" Ma Xuefeng was taken aback again and said, "No wonder he is so loud, it seems that shooting can't hold him down?"

"I guess I can't hold it back. Our division's reconnaissance battalion has just been formed. To put it bluntly, it used to be the team of the reconnaissance company. I see the training level..."

He didn't go on.

it is more than words.

Ma Xuefeng turned his gaze to Zhuang Yan, and found Zhuang Yan was still tinkering beside the ammunition box.

The person sent by the 4th Division to confront Zhuang Yan was already standing aside, holding a gun, also looking at Zhuang Yan turning over in the bullet box with a confused look.

"Why so long? What is he doing? Picking bullets?" Ma Xuefeng asked.

Tang Wenkai said: "Yes, the solemn request is a bit strange. The request is for the 85 sniper bullet that left the factory after 1987. In order to find this kind of bullet just now, people went to the ammunition depot to find it for a long time."

"Hey!" Ma Xuefeng frowned at first, suddenly remembered something, and said to Chief of Staff Long Bin, "Chief of Staff, this kid is a little funny!"

Long Bin said, "Deputy teacher, did you see any problem?"

Ma Xuefeng said, "This kid is an expert!"

Deputy Chief of Staff Chen Jingming couldn't help but ask, "Are you an expert in picking bullets?"

Ma Xuefeng said: "I'm an old scout, and I've been to two mountain rounds. This guy is amazing! We're afraid we're going to lose this game. You may not know that this has something to do with our 85 sniper gun. "There's still a little story in there."

"Oh?" Chief of Staff Long Bin was quite interested. He had never participated in the battle between the two mountains, so he didn't know there was an allusion.

"Then ask the deputy teacher to give us popular science."

Ma Xuefeng said: "The earliest imitation of SVD was called Type 79. It was put into use at the beginning of the two-mountain war in 1981. After a period of use, according to the actual usage feedback from the front line, the military industry department remodeled and finalized the Type 85. After a period of use, the front-line response shooting was sometimes good and bad. The news was fed back to the military industry department, and it was found that it was a problem with the ammunition. As a result, the ammunition in 1987 was strengthened in terms of technology and distributed to the front-line troops. The quantity is relatively small, and most troops still use the old-fashioned 53 heavy machine gun **** shells as sniper shells. Therefore, from the perspective of accuracy, veterans know that the batch of shells produced after 1987 for the front line is of better quality. "

"You mean, he knows about this?" Long Bin asked.

Ma Xuefeng said: "A real sniper is extremely meticulous and strict in all requirements. You can see his requirements for bullets, not just firing a shot casually."

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Looking up solemnly, seeing Ma Xuefeng, he smiled and continued to pick bullets.

"Pick a bullet?" Ma Xuefeng also smiled: "Do you know the story of the batch of ammunition in 1987?"

Zhuang Yan was a little surprised, raised his head and asked, "Deputy teacher, you know that too?"

Ma Xuefeng said: "In 1987, I was in the two mountains."

Standing up solemnly, he picked up a lot of ammunition in his hand, and said to the 4th Division scout backbone who was sniping against him: "Use my ammunition, be precise."

You look at me, I look at you, the scouts responsible for the shooting, don't know whether to believe the solemn words or not.

Ma Xuefeng said to the scouts under his command: "Come here quickly and get it! Zhuang Yan is teaching you how to shoot sniper rifles now! Still standing stupidly! Really..."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and sat down beside his Maza. He turned his head and said to Chief of Staff Long Bin, "Actually, there is no need to compare shooting, you will lose."