my magic industry

Chapter 153
"Deputy head, is the soldier committee member you're talking about an officer?"

Just as Xia Lin sat down, Kissian, who was sitting on his left, asked with some doubts.

Xia Lin's plan for the soldier's committee system was only submitted to Viscount Hart. These senior officers of the new army had never heard of it. When they first heard that Xia Lin suddenly wanted to establish a soldier's committee system, they couldn't help being curious and worried.

"Of course, but their system is different from yours. In the new army, I will set up two types of chief officers.

You belong to the military chief, responsible for combat and training matters, and they will be the political chief, responsible for solving the demands of the soldiers, unifying their thinking, and giving them the will to fight.

But don't worry!When fighting, they will never interfere with your command. "

Xia Lin explained patiently.

"It sounds a bit like the chaplain of the Six Kingdoms Army in the North."

Ley, who was sitting opposite, said thoughtfully.

"That's right, their position in the army is somewhat similar to those of the military priests, but what they preach will not be the evil brilliance of the God of Evil Light, but the ideas that our enlightened faction and business alliance need them to possess."

"The enlightened faction needs the thinking that the soldiers have? Deputy head Xia Lin, what is this?"

Kissian asked suspiciously.

"I'll explain this to you after I write out the specific content! Now let's eat first, and as battalion commanders and company commanders, you still have a lot of things to do!"

Regarding Ki Xiuan's doubts, Xia Lin smiled, lowered her head and continued to eat breakfast.

After the recruits have had breakfast, they first continued to study the "New Army Infantry Exercise Code" under the leadership of literacy teachers and officers. After almost finishing the digestion process, they followed the guidance of the instructors to the playground , started a new day of training.

However, the content of their training today is different from the past. After the recruits have assembled and lined up, the instructors of each class call the monitor and deputy monitor to follow the quartermaster under Darius to the warehouse not far away.

Under the curious eyes of the soldiers, they used flatbed carts to pull a load of boxes nailed with wooden planks and iron nails produced by steel processing factories, and some flatbed carts were covered with thick tarpaulins to cover some strange long tube-shaped boxes. Things were transported in the direction of the [-]st Artillery Company.

"Hey, Bud, what do you think those are?"

In class 1311, Wells took advantage of the platoon leader's inattention and quietly poked Bud's arm with his elbow and asked in a low voice.

However, there was no response from Bud. After listening to Xia Lin's disciplinary request, in order to become a soldier committee member, Bud was determined to demand himself with the request made by Xia Lin's deputy head. Now he naturally ignores it. This companion of his own.

Seeing Bud's serious look, Wellston felt bored, and refocused his attention on the wooden boxes unloaded from the flatbed truck.

The instructors didn't keep him waiting for long, and quickly opened the wooden box with a crowbar, revealing a wooden stick wrapped in straw. The new weapon on display is called the Type 1391 Type 2 Rifle.

"There are all three platoons, take your people and follow this Andre quartermaster to erect these targets!"

When the company commander gave an order, the officers of the third platoon replied loudly:
"Yes, sir!"

Then, under the curious eyes of their other companions, they went to the open space where some strange wooden signs were piled up, picked up a wooden sign about the size of an adult's upper body, with strange circles painted on it, and a scroll rope.

Then, under the leadership of a quartermaster, they trotted over to the middle of the first battalion's playground, and as they ran they lowered the rope. When the rope was done, they would plant a target at the end of the rope.

"Report! Platoon 133 successfully completed the mission!"

"Okay! The 133rd row all return to the team!"

In this way, within twenty minutes, a large-scale shooting range appeared in front of the first battalion. The range with 44 shooting positions can accommodate all members of a platoon for shooting training at the same time.

"Squad leaders, come up and get the rifles of your squad!"

When the oily Type 2 rifle was issued to Wells, he immediately touched this strange new weapon curiously. It was very hard to imagine that Deputy Captain Xia Lin would ask them mud monkeys to take such a weird wooden stick. Face off against those dreaded knight lords.

"I believe everyone knew from the theoretical study last night that this wooden stick is a new weapon equipped by our new army!
This wooden stick will be called the Type 1391 Type 2 Rifle in the future. Everyone learned a rough idea of ​​its operation and specific structure last night. Today we will conduct actual shooting training!Now let me show you the steps, postures and key points of shooting with a rifle! "

Standing in front of more than 131 people, the platoon leader of the 40st platoon from the security team took off the Type 2 rifle slung over his shoulder, and first did a basic shooting action in a squatting position:
"This action is called squatting shooting. Although this action is very simple, there are many points in it.

Here is a common mantra, hold the gun steadily, keep your body upright, keep your elbows fixed, rest your shoulders, three points and one line, aim intentionally, and fire unintentionally..."

Under the curious eyes of the recruits, the leader of the 131st row explained and demonstrated the main points of the three basic shooting postures one by one, and then began to describe the specific steps of using the rifle.

From holding the gun to loading to aiming, and finally to shooting, he carefully explained to the soldiers in his platoon according to the content he memorized in the previous special training.

"Everyone, don't think that we will be unable to defeat the knights. In fact, this new weapon called a rifle is far more powerful than you imagined. Deputy platoon leader, let me show them!"

After the platoon leader of the 131st platoon finished his explanation, he saw many people holding Type 2 rifles with tangled faces. The platoon leader of the 131st platoon who had the same experience naturally knew what they were thinking.

At the beginning, he was notified by Boss Xia Lin that they would be included in the new army for training. When he confronted the knights in the future, he also had no idea. It was not until he realized the power of rifles and artillery during training that he Eliminates fear of knight lords.

"Yes! Platoon leader!"

The deputy platoon leader took out a stack of eight wooden frisbees that had been prepared in advance, and after the platoon leader was ready to shoot, he flew them out one by one to a place where no one was around.

"Bang bang bang!!"

A loud sound resounded on the playground. Along with the sound and the white smoke, three of the eight flying discs flying in the air were quickly smashed into pieces by an invisible force under the surprised eyes of the recruits in the 131st row.

"It still doesn't work!"

Waving the smoke around him with his hand, looking at his results on the ground, the platoon leader of the 131st row reluctantly moved his big-brimmed hat.

In the previous special training regulations, the Frisbee shot eight out of three did not even reach the passing level. After all, the Type 2 rifle has such a fast rate of fire, even if it is roughly aimed at an area, it can shoot down a frisbee or two at will.

"In short, that's about it. The Type 2 rifle can fire eight lead bullets in a row, which is powerful enough to pierce plate armor, so we don't have to worry about being unable to fight against the knights. Let's start training the gun posture now!

According to the instructions of the battalion commander, the platoons that finished their training early can go to the shooting range for shooting training earlier. If you want to use these new weapons as soon as possible, you have to work hard! "

The platoon leader of the 131st platoon smiled at the stunned recruits, put the Type 2 rifle on his shoulders again, and walked to the other platoons of the first battalion.

Although the record of No. 131 in No. [-] is really unattainable, the shooting level of the platoon leader of the [-]st platoon is still considered good among many new sergeants.

The platoon leaders of the other platoons of the [-]st Battalion, as well as the recruits who had just been selected from the industrial park, even they themselves did not master the various shooting points, so they had to be helped by the old guards who had received special training. These platoon leaders conduct demonstrations.

Thanks to the fact that the platoon leader in his platoon is a "veteran", the 131st platoon quickly completed the posture training.

Then the somewhat ignorant recruits followed the deputy platoon leader to the shooting range, and each of them was issued a row of eight cardboard bullets.

Under the guidance of the officer in charge of the shooting range, after actually operating the process of loading the bridge clip, they came to their respective target positions and began to pose for shooting according to the results of previous training.

"Hold the gun steadily and keep your body upright..."

Bud recited the shooting formula explained by the platoon leader just like praying to the gods in the church. While adjusting his posture, his right eye closely watched the distance of about 100 meters according to the requirements of three points and one line. A half-human target at a position of [-] meters.

The half-human-sized target at this distance is like a cockroach in his eyes, and he can see a rough outline clearly, but if he looks further at the red dot in the center, according to the instructions of the instructors, the red dot they need to aim at is basically Impossible.

Several instructors and their deputy platoon commanders from the shooting range also came over from time to time to correct their postures, check whether their safety switches were turned on, and whether the speed machine was set to single-shot mode.

Because Bud listened carefully, there was nothing wrong with the posture he was posing now, and he was quickly ignored here.

"Prepare!"

"Shoot! Beep—!"

With a whistle, Bud instinctively pulled the trigger.

"Bang!", when the gunshot that didn't sound too loud at first sounded in my ears, it seemed a bit deafening.

The recoil from the buckshot immediately made Bud lose control of the muzzle, and it also made him realize that he had fired a buckshot that, according to the platoon leader, could easily kill the knight at close range.

Fortunately, Bud remembered to adjust the shooting mode of the Type 2 rifle to single shot, otherwise he would have wasted the next few shots due to the recoil.

After finishing a shot, Bud's ears were buzzing, his shoulders were a little sore from being hit by the rifle, and his nose was made to sneeze from the pungent white smoke, but a subtle sense of excitement arose in his heart inexplicably.

This is the feeling that recruits feel when they realize that they have really touched a weapon for killing. Some people are excited and excited, and some people are anxious and nervous.

"Keep shooting! Pay attention to controlling the body of the gun! Beep——!"

After the range instructor gave a loud reminder, he continued to blow the whistle, and it was only then that Bud realized that he had pulled the trigger to the end and hadn't released it.

He hastily followed the instruction given by the instructor and pulled the trigger again. This time he was prepared. Using the strength brought by his strong muscles, he easily controlled the upward jump of the gun.

"bingo?"

Bud seemed to tremble when he saw the target. This was the performance of the instructor telling them to hit the target, but at such a distance, Bud couldn't confirm it.

He could only pull the trigger one after another following the whistle of the instructors, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief when he finished firing a round of eight rounds in a squatting position.

(End of this chapter)