"Head, you are very excited!"
When John first saw Yu Zhigan, he found that Yu Zhigan was a little different from before. How would you describe it? When Yu Zhigan came back before, although he was agitated, his entire facial muscles were shaking.
"Really? Do I have one?"
"Have!"
Yu Zhigan shrugged: "By the way, I am going out tomorrow. You and Pete will take care of the company's affairs. I hope that when I come back, you will recruit enough people. By the way, we still need some logistics. Personnel and intelligence personnel!"
"Head, what are you going to do again, I..."
Before John finished speaking, Yu Zhiqian drove the car and left the company. He was going to buy some things, a camera and some medicine.
Nowadays, it is rare to see some videos, photos, and a small amount of film and television materials of the Chinese army losing and resisting on the battlefield during World War II, only a few, ten seconds. Yu Zhiqian wants to bring a camera and be able to take a few things. come back.
Even if you can’t take pictures of the battlefield, it’s best to take pictures of those comrades who are fighting together. These pictures may never be made public, but you can keep them and take them out one day to let some people know. What a great thing our martyrs have done.
After buying the camera and some first aid medicine, Yu Zhiqian returned to the company and immediately began to check the information about the battle of Changde on the Internet. Yu Zhiqian did not know much about the battle of Changde, only some deeds about General Yu Chengwan.
Time was busy on Yu Zhigan's side and began to slowly pass. Er Shao called Yu Zhigan twice from time to time, wanting to tell Yu Zhigan that you still have such a comrade in arms, why don't you bring yourself wherever you go.
Now Ersha has almost become a dog, except for professional breeders, very few people can recognize it. This is a wolf. Every day, except for eating and drinking, he dares not basically do anything, just eat. Sleep, sleep and eat.
At 6 o'clock the next morning, Yu Zhiqian got up on time, exercised, jogged, punched, and took out his official target.
"Head, this is a Mauser rifle?"
Laman looked at the rifle in Yu Zhigan's hand with a little interest, he had never seen this weapon.
"Medium official rifle!"
"Medium formal?"
"Well, a weapon named after a former leader of our country!" After speaking, Yu Zhigan pointed his muzzle at a two-hundred-meter target in the distance. Instead of attaching a magnifier, he used a machine sight.
"boom!"
After pulling the trigger, Yu Zhiqian quickly pulled the bolt, raised the gun again to aim and shoot, five shots in a row, until the last bullet was empty, Yu Zhiqian stopped here. Throwing the weapon in his hand to the old Raman: "How about? This gun?"
Old Raman took a look, opened the magazine, there are still some places, and finally tried to aim, his brows frowned: "The barrel of this gun is a bit short, not suitable for us, but according to the shoulder width of Asians. And length, very suitable!"
Yu Zhiqian took the weapon and took out a magazine. It was a magazine, not a magazine. Five bullets were inserted into the barrel of the gun. This time there were three targets, one hundred meters. Two hundred meters, and fifty meters, do not use sights.
After Yu Zhiqian hit the 100-meter target with one shot, he ran forward a few steps quickly, stopped suddenly, raised the gun and aimed at the 200-meter target, and gently pulled the trigger.
After firing the shot, continue to maintain a movement posture and shoot at a fifty-meter target. After shooting, quickly pull the bolt and continue to move forward. One swoops, rolls around on the ground, and stands up on the ground with one hand. Shooting.
After the bullets were shot out, Yu Zhiqian took out the magazine and stood up again. While walking slowly forward, he quickly shot at a 100-meter target. The rapid shooting of this bolt-type rifle means that after the shot is fired, the left hand remains With the gun stable, the right hand quickly pulled the bolt, reloaded it, and continued shooting.
"Head, you're good with bolt-on rifles!"
Pete walked into the shooting range with a sandwich in his hand. After seeing Yu Zhiqian showing off his marksmanship, the two put their own sandwiches into their mouths, picked up their weapons and looked at Yu Zhiqian: "Head, Bibi?"
"No, give me a target first!"
"it is good!"
Soon, a few targets were taken. Yu Zhigan did a good job, none of them missed the target. All of them were on the target. In many cases, only in training in the army, or in competitions, would he pursue the number of rings. In actual combat , The bullet only needs to hit the target.
"Head, you didn't play Mosin Nagan before, why did you play Mauser again?"
John and others couldn’t understand Yu Zhigan’s hobbies. Yu Zhigan smiled and played with the official rifle twice: “This gun is a weapon made in our country before. I accidentally got one. Try it. not bad!"
Yu Zhiqian tried his hand. Because of his experience in using Mosin Nagan, Yu Zhiqian felt good with this bolt-type rifle. At least he could handle it, almost as a marksman.
In 1943, Guizi’s domestic soldiers had begun to be scarce. On the Chinese battlefield, most of the elite troops were transferred to the Pacific region. Except for a small number of elite troops, there were a group of recruits on the Chinese battlefield. The devils should be fine.
After breakfast, Yu Zhi had a dry bath, took the camera and medicine he bought, and drove away from the company. John and Pete were already used to doing things like Yu Zhi disappearing for a few days a month. Only the newly arrived Lake and others Something is unclear.
"Should we help?"
Subayev threw the dumbbells he used for exercise aside, and said in a low voice.
"Let's not let us participate in the peace!" John shook his head and asked before, but Yu Zhigan never asked him to help.
At this time, Little Robert came over mysteriously: "Aren't you curious, why do you have to go out every month for the first time?"
"What do you mean?"
Little Robert's words immediately aroused everyone's curiosity. This group of people was not curious about what Yu Zhigan was doing, but no one had taken the lead before.
Pete looked at Robert Jr.: "What can you do?"
"It's fine if you don't follow it, just look at it and you'll know it!"
"Not so good?"
John said slowly, Robert Jr. directly patted the car key on the table. If you don't go, then I will go by myself!
But his voice hadn't fallen yet, the car key had been snatched by John, and Pete got up immediately.
When Robert Jr. ran to the door, even the lame Subayev got into the car. Although he didn't know what happened, he just followed. (End of this chapter)