Maggie took Zhang Heng to meet the logistics officer in charge of distributing weapons at the camp. He was a lame old hunter who was also a part-time cook. The breakfast Zhang Heng had before was made by him.
Maggie hugged the other party, quickly explained the purpose of coming in Finnish, and handed over half a pack of cigarettes at the same time. The latter glanced at Zhang Heng, nodded reluctantly, accepted the cigarettes and turned into the cabin behind him.
"Ochdo will show you how to use the rifle later. He has been a hunter for decades and has rich experience. You can ask any questions you have, and I will translate for you."
Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows, a little surprised that Maggie didn't look like such a kind and meddling person.
"That child asked me." The latter didn't mean to hide anything, and shrugged, "No way, I can always smoke thanks to that child, so it's hard for me to refuse her request. Pay off the debt." The female doctor paused, her eyes fell on someone's face, and her expression became a little suspicious, "I heard that Sebo and the others said that when they found you, you were..."
"..."
Zhang Heng finally encountered a question that he could not answer at all. The situation at the time left him with no other choice. However, even if this kind of thing was explained, no one would believe it, so he had no choice but to keep silent.
Fortunately, Ojedo also came out of the house at this time and threw a rifle to him.
"The m28 in your hand is improved based on the Monasingham M1891. The manufacturing process and shooting accuracy are stronger than the original version. Now guerrilla weapons are scarce, so you'd better not lose it." Maggie finally turned the subject back and started her own translation work, "In addition, Ojedo also distributed seventy rounds of ammunition to you. Note that this is not just for you to practice, but also includes Ammo ration on your first mission, so my advice is, don't run out of it."
The female doctor paused, then continued, "Afterwards, you can come here to get forty rounds of ammunition every time you go out to perform missions. If you want more ammunition, you can only find them from the corpses of the Soviets. Or you can exchange it with valuable loot, such as captured guns, medicines, etc. If you can drive a T26 tank back, then congratulations, the entire camp’s arsenal will be open for you.”
Just as Maggie was talking, a few guerrillas walked over carrying a Maxim heavy machine gun. It looked like they had just returned to the camp and had won a big victory in the previous battle. Some people were bold enough to see the female doctor. whistled.
Zhang Heng silently stepped aside to watch them carry the heavy machine gun into the house.
Ojedo also wrote down something in his little notebook.
After the excited guerrillas left, he finally began to explain to Zhang Heng how to use the sniper rifle. Zhang Heng listened very carefully. Keep such a good mood.
The next day the female doctor took someone to visit a guerrilla who was good at skiing. This time she spent a whole pack of cigarettes in exchange for him to be a teacher for half a day. Zhang Heng has skied several times in the counties near his hometown, so he has a little foundation, so his performance is better than yesterday.
Impatient Maggie threw him aside two days later and went off to play.
But at this time, Zhang Heng had finished the course initially, and found a place with no people nearby to start practicing on his own. Skiing is okay, as long as he masters the tricks and puts in the time, it will be effective, but shooting is more troublesome. In theory, he It's a general idea, but the rest needs to be explored from training and actual combat.
In particular, the cultivation of hand feel is actually achieved by constantly pulling the trigger.
However, he only has 70 rounds of ammunition in his hand. Although he tried his best to save these two days, he still shot 40 rounds, an average of 20 rounds per day. This amount of training would only take two minutes in a shooting gym. .
But after the fight, he didn't even touch the tail of lv0. Zhang Heng didn't know how to continue. He had to set aside a certain amount of ammunition to use when performing missions. Zhang Heng's expected number was three Ten, there must be at least 20 rounds left, if there is less, he can only be a mascot.
But in fact, even if you dig out ten more bullets, it doesn't mean much.
Zhang Heng had nothing to do about it. He couldn't leave the camp now, so he had to go to Ojedo to exchange the bullets. However, the valuables on his body were taken away by the group of Finnish guerrillas before he came.
Zhang Heng didn't ask them for it afterwards, because he knew very well that there was no point in asking for it, and since those things fell into the hands of those people, it was not realistic to ask them to spit them out again.
But in this way, the shooting practice that he just started will be forced to end.
However, what Zhang Heng didn't expect was that on the third morning, when he went to the place where he usually practiced, he found 3 magazines with a total of 45 bullets under a birch tree.
This place was chosen by Zhang Heng himself, a little further away from the camp. He didn't know why many of the guerrillas headed by the submachine gun man that night had a faint hostility towards him, and he still wanted to be here. After staying for a while, I didn't want to get into any unnecessary trouble, so I chose a forest with no people to practice shooting by myself.
Unexpectedly, I picked up extra bullets here.
The appearance of these bullets solved his urgent needs to a certain extent. Zhang Heng looked at the leather bullet box in his hand, and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.
It was not difficult to guess where it had come from, for there was only one man in the whole camp who was always kind to him.
Zhang Heng finished shooting the 45 rounds silently in the woods, and the next morning he saw another three boxes of bullets under the same tree, besides his mobile wallet, wood carvings and lucky rabbit feet, Except for the down jacket, basically everything he was seized is basically here.
This time Zhang Heng did not practice the gun again, but came to a hut, he reached out and knocked on the door, and it was a female doctor who opened the door, who seemed to have just woken up, and said while yawning, "What's the matter? "
"Good morning, Miss Maggie, I'm here to find someone." Zhang Heng knew that the female sniper lived with Maggie.
The female doctor was shivering from the cold wind outside the door, she tightened her collar and looked back, "Hey, that guy is here to look for you, I mean are you there or not?"
"..."
After half a minute, Maggie moved half of her body to let Zhang Heng walk in. The girl was lying on the bed with her back facing the door and the quilt was tightly covered, only the back of her head was exposed, as if she was still sleeping.
The female doctor was not polite, walked over and lifted the quilt directly, revealing the neatly dressed female sniper underneath, "Simon, you know that you can't hide from your partner forever, right?"