Kirilenko arranged for someone to send the two girls back, and Feng Yu sat down to have breakfast with him.
Waffles, sausages, bread, jam, fruit, black tea, the Soviet breakfast was still very rich. Feng Yu turned his depression into appetite and worked hard to cope with the food in front of him.
"Feng, when we were having dinner the day before yesterday, didn't you say that you envied soldiers, who could shoot as many guns as they wanted? I'll take you to the shooting range today. Do you still have energy?" Kirilenko asked with his eyebrows twitching. flat.
Feng Yu's eyes widened, and of course he was interested. Most men like to shoot guns (ahem, please don't get this wrong). Apart from shotguns, Feng Yu has never touched any other gun in his life.
As for energy, I just didn’t sleep well yesterday and didn’t do any physical activity. Last night, Elena used the trick of slipping the bath towel to seduce Feng Yu again. Feng Yu rushed over, picked up the bath towel, and wrapped it around her.
Although Elena has a slender figure and long and straight legs, unfortunately, maybe because of dancing or because she has not yet developed, she has one big shortcoming: no breasts!
This also made Feng Yu realize once again that Elena is still a child. Although he is not a saint, he definitely does not want to do anything to the child. This will make him feel deeply guilty!
If Elena were eighteen years old, Feng Yu didn't know if he could still bear it.
In order to dissuade Elena from doing stupid things again, Feng Yu asked her what exactly the leader had promised her and why Feng Yu had to do it for her.
Elena told a lie and transferred her to the Russian dance troupe instead of the leader's promise to give her the opportunity to lead the dance. She cried and complained that her mother was lonely and helpless, looking very helpless and pitiful.
Feng Yu couldn't hold back in the end and agreed to help Elena, promising to ask his friends to transfer jobs for Elena. Elena broke down in tears and smiled, but said that she had nothing to repay except her body.
Feng Yu quickly waved his hand, "Forget it." If you can't sleep, let's talk, but don't think about other things. He also advised Elena. Take care of your body, it cannot be traded.
Elena told Feng Yu about the happy days when she learned to dance, and also talked about the living standards of the people in the Soviet Union at this time. Feng Yu listened very carefully. This could help him better understand the Soviet Union at this time.
The two chatted until late at night, and Elena returned to the bedroom. Lying on the soft bed to sleep, Feng Yu could only sleep on the sofa. He didn't get much rest all night. How could he not have dark circles under his eyes
But now that he heard that he could go shoot, he suddenly became energetic!
"Brother Ji, it's settled, what kind of guns can you play with?"
"Except for heavy machine guns, which are a little troublesome, ordinary pistols and rifles are fine. You can also use light machine guns for fun. By the way, grenades and so on. Are you interested?"
Feng Yu quickly waved his hand: "Forget about grenades and the like, it's good to have a gun."
I heard that many soldiers who went to the battlefield for the first time died at the hands of their own people. The most unlucky one was when their own people threw grenades and then threw them into their own camp.
Feng Yu has never played this game before. What if he gets nervous or slips and gets knocked out
Feng Yu was very satisfied with Kirilenko's arrangement today, and he didn't know it at all. This was originally Brother Ke's arrangement. Kirilenko just borrowed flowers to offer to Buddha and earned Feng Yu's favor.
Just after breakfast, a car came to pick them up. Feng Yu also lamented that Brother Ji was so reliable in doing things. If Brother Ke knew that his good intentions allowed Feng Yu to accept someone else's favor, he would still be crying and fainting in the toilet.
Feng Yu squinted in the car for a while, and the driver woke him up. He had already arrived. Feng Yu looked at his watch. It was a little over an hour. The distance is not too far.
He thought that the shooting would have to go to a sparsely populated military area, which would take at least two hours, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.
After getting off the car, he saw that Brother Ke was also there, wearing a military uniform. Feng Yu said hello and was led by Kirilenko to change into camouflage uniforms and receive guns and bullets.
"Feng, this is instructor Lev. He will give you some simple guidance." Kirilenko introduced an instructor to Feng Yu. He went to the side to assemble the firearm skillfully. It could be seen that he often touched the gun.
After telling Feng Yu some rules such as not to point the gun at people, to lower the gun when seeing any signs, and to stop shooting, Lev took Feng Yu to pick out a gun.
Is this the real Black Star? The May 4th police pistol was copied from it. Oh, it should be called TT-33 in the Soviet Union. This pistol is also very beautiful to hold. And this, this, this, they are all beautiful.
When Feng Yu chose his first pistol, he suffered from difficulty in choosing! There were so many kinds of Soviet military pistols, and they were all so beautiful that Feng Yu wanted to try them.
"Can I try a handful of them all?"
Lev “…”
Try them all? There are more than a dozen types of pistols. If you shoot one magazine in each, you will not be able to hold a spoon while eating tonight, given your small physique and forget about other guns.
"Mr. Feng, I suggest you choose two. Don't you want to play with other firearms? There are rifles over there."
After hearing the instructor's reminder, Feng Yu came to his senses and chose a TT-33 and a Makarov pistol. The domestic imitation of this pistol is called 59.
When it was the rifle's turn, Feng Yu's first choice was of course the AK-47, which also has the most important position in the history of the entire world's rifles. Even in the era before Feng Yu was reborn, it was still famous around the world, but it mainly appeared in terror~ They are in the hands of terrorists, and most of them are produced in the Soviet Union.
For the second type of rifle, instructor Lev recommended the Mosin rifle to Feng Yu. This rifle can be equipped with a scope. It is the rifle most commonly used by officers and their families for hunting, and is also more suitable for novices.
As for the machine gun, Instructor Lev suggested that Feng Yu not choose it yet, and wait until he finished shooting the bullets of these four guns to see if Feng Yu still has the strength in his arm.
Damn, you are looking down on people. There are only four types of guns. I only shoot one magazine of bullets for each type. How can I still have the strength? Although I am not as handsome as a cow, I am still a pure man!
"Feng, have you made your choice? Let's go to the indoor shooting range first and play with the pistol?" Kirilenko looked like a boss leading a younger brother, and seemed to be very confident in his firearms skills.
"Okay, do you want to compete?" Feng Yu regretted it after saying this. Damn, just think in your heart, why don't you say it out loud.
Kirilenko cast a suspicious look at Feng Yu: "You want to compete with me in shooting? Okay, I'll give you two bullets. Lev, bring me two pistols like this."
Damn, this is so insulting. The magazine capacity of these two pistols is eight rounds. You actually want me to have two bullets? Feng Yu's bad temper, absolutely...accept it!
"Humph, this is what you said. Don't think it will embarrass you Soviet soldiers if you lose!" Feng Yu took the opportunity to raise the game to a political level, so that you can always brag to me about your marksmanship. Let's see who will be embarrassed! (To be continued.)
PS: Thanks to Emperor Oniwu for the reward, and thanks to Wu Wu1 for the two monthly tickets. It’s the end of the month, are the monthly tickets still clear