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Chapter 43 Gun

Affected by the cold air in Siberia, the rain fell intermittently for three days without stopping, with occasional heavy rains falling from the sky like white rain.

Affected by the weather, except for combat readiness duty, the entire 122th regiment was grounded and switched to theoretical study. Do whatever you like in the remaining time. In short, just don't leave the station.

Yang Luo also learned about his target shooting results. The shooting height was 1,050 meters, the distance was 1,200 meters, and all six rockets hit. Because the heavy rain affected the vision, the group considered it appropriately and gave it an excellent evaluation.

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On rainy days, outdoor activities are naturally not possible and can only be done indoors. Therefore, the activity rooms are overcrowded these days.

Yang Luo is not very interested in sports activities. If it were not for pilots who need to maintain sufficient physical fitness, he would not even want to participate in daily physical training.

Although Yang Luo is restless in the sky and makes moves from time to time, on the ground, Yang Luo is a relatively quiet type. If Yang Luo changes his job and returns to the local area one day, there will immediately be another otaku in the world.

After a morning of theoretical study, Yang Luo walked out of the pilot restaurant after eating the air service stove. He looked up at the light rain that was still falling in the sky. Yang Luo couldn't help but shake his head and said to himself: "When will it stop?"

Xue Fei walked up and said, "Do you have any plans for the afternoon? How about going to shoot a couple of shots?"

"Okay, it's okay anyway." Yang Luo nodded.

All men love guns, and Yang Luo also likes them. Shooting is one of his few hobbies, and he will play for a while when he has free time.

"OK, let's go."

The two of them opened their umbrellas and stepped into the wind and rain.

The shooting training area for pilots does not need to be large. The main weapon is a pistol. Therefore, most aviation units conduct shooting training indoors, and Dongling Field Station is no exception.

When I walked into the shooting training hall, no one was training inside, only a few staff members.

The firearms used in the shooting gallery are not your own and need to be obtained separately. There are rifles and pistols to choose from. Don't think about sniper rifles, only regular rifles.

Yang Luo received a Type 92 pistol and a box of bullets, walked to the No. 1 shooting window, adjusted the target to a distance of thirty meters, then removed the magazine and pressed the bullets into the magazine one by one.

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Lifting the loaded pistol, Yang Luo locked the target thirty meters away by aiming at the baseline, and gently pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

A crisp sound came out, and a 5.8mm bullet was shot out like an arrow from the string, spinning at a high speed with an initial velocity of 480 meters per second along the predetermined trajectory.

In the blink of an eye, the bullet hit the target thirty meters away.

Nine rings!

The display on the right immediately displayed a number, which was the hit effect of the shot given by the automatic target reporting system.

"Yang Luo, how many rings have been shot?" Xue Fei, who had just received the firearm, walked to the second shooting window and asked while loading bullets. What Xue Fei received was a Type 95 rifle, not a pistol.

"Nine rings." Yang Luo glanced at Xue Fei and continued to raise his pistol and shoot.

"Bang bang..."

Five 5.8mm metal bullets shot out in a row, and they all landed on the target.

The results of these five shots appeared on the display screen, two were eight rings, one was nine rings, and two were seven rings.

Xue Fei leaned over and looked at the display screen, mockingly saying: "Yang Luo, your shooting level is not very good, the average is less than eight rings. Please open your eyes wide and let me see my level, absolutely."

crack shot."

Yang Luo's shooting level is really not very good. It would be a shame if his level were brought to the army, but this is the shooting level of most pilots.

For pilots, the shooting performance does not need to be very good, as long as it is not too ugly.

The pilot's pistol is only used for self-protection. There is almost no chance of picking up the gun and fighting with others.

No country has the luxury to let pilots fight ground wars, and neither does the world's largest military country.

Even if it is shot down by the enemy during war and after parachuting to the ground, the pilot's first task is not to pick up the gun and fight the enemy, but to hide and wait for rescue.

Among ground subjects, hiding in the wild is more important than shooting, as it determines the pilot's life or death after landing.

In fact, in war, once a pilot lands in an enemy-occupied area, it can be said that he has a narrow escape from death. It is difficult to have a chance to return to his own area. He will either die or be captured.

Therefore, the best way is to practice your flying skills hard and avoid being shot down.

"Then I'll wait and see." Yang Luo said, lowering the gun in his hand and turning to look at Xue Fei who was preparing to shoot at the second window.

Xue Fei raised the 95 rifle in his hand, put the butt on his shoulder, and pointed the muzzle at the target a hundred meters away. He aimed carefully and aimed again. After five or six seconds, his index finger pulled the trigger.

“Bang bang bang!”

In the same five-shot burst, five bullets left the gun chamber with an initial velocity of 930 meters per second and hit the target 100 meters away at high speed.

At the end of the five-shot streak, Xue Fei gently emitted wisps of green smoke from his gun, looking like a master of shooting.

However, the next second, the results given by the automatic target reporting system made Xue Fei collapse. He could no longer maintain the appearance of an expert, but looked at the display screen in disbelief and said: "How is it possible?"

Looking at Xue Fei's results, Yang Luo laughed and said, "Scorpion, you are indeed a perfect match. You didn't lie to me."

Xue Fei's five-gun results are: eight rings, seven rings, five rings, five rings, and four rings.

All five shots were on target, and none of them missed the target. It can be said that every shot was on target, but the results were not good enough, with an average score of 5.8.

"No, this can't be my level. I must have performed abnormally just now. I'll try it again." Xue Fei said, aiming at the target a hundred meters away again and pulling the trigger.

Although the results in the next five shots improved, the average score was still less than seven rings.

Yang Luo shook his head, ignored Xue Fei, and concentrated on practicing.

"Bang bang bang!" The sound of gunfire kept ringing in the shooting training room, and bullets were consumed in the hands of Yang Luo and Xue Fei.

There is no upper limit for bullets in the shooting training of the pilots of the 122nd Regiment, and the supply is open. As long as you can withstand the recoil of the firearm, there will be no problem if you keep shooting.

Compared with aviation fuel, rockets, missiles and aircraft guns, firearms and bullets are worth a few cents.

After finishing the bullets, they continued to collect them. When they were tired, they took a rest. The two of them bragged and then continued to consume the bullets. Yang Luo planned to spend the afternoon in the shooting training hall.

However, plans do not come as quickly as changes.

"Yang Luo, come with me quickly!" A captain officer ran in from outside the shooting training hall and shouted, "The regiment commander is waiting for you in the flight briefing room."

Flight briefing room?

Is this a flight mission?

Yang Luo, who had just finished shooting a magazine and was loading bullets into the magazine, heard this and reflexively threw the Type 92 pistol in his hand and ran away, saying loudly: "Scorpion, help me return the pistol and bullets."

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"What happened?" Yang Luo asked as he ran out the door.

The captain officer did not turn around and replied: "I don't know, the order I received is to take you to the flight briefing room."
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