Show the sword, start from the guerrillas

Chapter 200 199, Test

Semi-automatic rifles are impossible to be equipped in large quantities by the Eighth Route Army. Everyone knows this! Therefore, the Type 81 Carabiner is Minister Zhang's favorite, so the production of the Type 81 Carabiner was moved away.

Minister Zhang left two senior fitters and some equipment for the guerrillas because he considered that Li Yuexuan would have other things to make, so he left two technicians to help make them. Moreover, the guerrillas can be used as a military industrial base in the northern part of Taihang District. After all, it is more than 200 miles from Huangyadong to here, and it is not convenient to transport supplies.

As for the guerrillas, they left behind a set of grenade production equipment, and Chen Mo, who was in charge of pulling the fuse, also stayed. If things develop over time, at least the grenade production in the north of Taihang District will develop again, and the various troops here will be able to get a large amount of grenade supplies nearby.

Of course, if the guerrillas want to make semi-automatic rifles or Type 81 rifles, the headquarters will not ignore them. If the conditions are right, they will provide help. After all, the more the better. And if the guerrillas want to equip semi-automatic rifles, that's fine. As long as you have enough bullets, you can do whatever you want...

Now, Li Yuexuan is in the random stockpile of the Hoho guerrillas...

Dong Dong Qiang, Dong Dong Qiang...

In the east of the village, on the shooting range 200 meters away from the river, amid the seemingly chaotic but actually irregular sound of gongs and drums, Li Yuexuan stood with his gun in hand, with a relaxed expression. He raised his gun and shot, moving as he shot, one shot and one step at a time, looking very casual.

Bang Bang Bang... The rifle, which had been checked by the auxiliary panel for quality and reliability, kept changing positions with Li Yuexuan, and bullets kept coming out of the muzzle. The wooden targets floating downstream on the raft were also shaking, and bullet holes appeared one by one. When the 10th shot was over, there were exactly 10 bullet holes on the 10 wooden targets, with a % hit rate.

This is at a distance of 200 meters, shooting in a standing position, shooting at a moving target while moving, this result is very eye-catching! As for how many rings? ? It doesn't matter, just hit it! Do you really think that the Japanese are Ultraman? Can they still fight after being shot? Even if they can still fight, how much combat power can they have? Unless the Japanese hold the explosive pack and play to die together, but the distance is 200 meters...

After firing 10 bullets, Li Yuexuan raised his hand to stop the gongs and drums, then looked around with a relaxed expression and said with a smile: "The effect is not bad, but it's a pity that they were all hitting wooden stakes. It would have been much better if it was the Japanese! What a pity... Tsk tsk..."

Seeing everyone still in shock, Li Yuexuan continued, "My level is here, so I don't ask you to shoot at my speed. But the shooting accuracy must be guaranteed! I don't ask you to shoot while walking, just shoot in a standing position and complete 50 shots within the 10-meter distance of the drifting target! Finally, the top 9 people with the highest hit rate will be assigned to use the semi-automatic gun."

In order to enhance the sharpshooters' desire to compete, Li Yuexuan continued, "I will tell the captain that comrades using semi-automatic rifles should give priority to replenishing bullets. In addition to the 80 rounds of bullets in the magazine itself, they can also carry 16 additional magazines to ensure sufficient combat ammunition. One person has 160 rounds of bullets, which is only 40 rounds less than the base number of light machine guns."

"Hiss..." Hearing Li Yuexuan's words, the sharpshooter students took a deep breath. There was no other way. Li Yuexuan was not the only one who had the phobia of insufficient firepower. This disease was a symptom of all the people.

Seeing that everyone's emotions were almost brewing, Li Yuexuan said: "Okay, as your captain, Comrade Tianchuan, come first!" After that, he motioned Tianchuan to come over and take the gun.

After Tian Chuan took the gun in his hand, Li Yuexuan said, "This gun has been adjusted. The zero is set at 200 meters. The rest depends on your level! Remember, when the red flag by the river waves, it's time for you to shoot! Band, pay attention, let's go!"

Dongdongclang, Dongdongclang... The gongs and drums continued to beat. The soldiers who were waiting by the river had already dragged the raft back to the starting point with ropes. After a command, some waved red flags and some loosened the ropes... "Finally, we can use the best rifles!" Seeing the red flags waving, Tianchuan's heart was not without waves, but he turned a deaf ear to the loud gongs and drums. Of course, he was still excited, but he was only happy because he got the semi-automatic rifle, not because of the noise.

Tianchuan's mental quality is beyond reproach. The sound of gongs and drums is nothing to him! It's not like he hasn't been in a single pit and been bombed by the Japanese artillery shells before. What does this sound mean to him?
"200 meters to zero..." Holding the gun in his hand, Tianchuan looked through the gap on the scale at the crosshairs and aimed at a wooden target swimming in the river.

These wooden targets were scattered on a raft more than 10 meters long, spread out front, back, left, and right, forming a dispersed formation of people. Because the river flow was slow, only about one or two meters per second, these targets looked like a small group of Japanese soldiers on the march.

Tianchuan's target was the last target, because in actual combat, killing the last enemy would be the least likely to be discovered, especially when artillery fire was roaring.

Bang... Holding his breath and concentrating, making sure of the lead time, Tianchuan decisively pulled the trigger and fired a bullet.

"What a pity, it missed the target!" Because he was not familiar with the feeling of a semi-automatic gun, Tianchuan's first shot naturally missed the target. Moreover, naturally, Tianchuan loosened his right hand and tried to pull the bolt...

When Tianchuan felt a different touch in his hand, he realized that it was a semi-automatic rifle in his hand, and he did not need to reload the rifle after firing a shot.

With an awkward grin, Tianchuan immediately put aside unnecessary emotions, continued to put the crosshairs on the target, and based on the feeling just now, he pulled the trigger again.

Bang... The bullet flew out quickly, swirls and brushes against the side of the wooden target, taking away a little bit of sawdust. The damage caused by this kind of damage is at most a burn on the Japanese soldier's body, so Tianchuan didn't need anyone to tell him, he judged that the shot missed the target.

However, with the feeling brought by these two shots, Tianchuan had great confidence in the next shot! Then, he continued to aim, turned around, and let the crosshairs follow the wooden target... Snap...

The shot hit the target directly, creating a crater on the target and causing the entire raft to shake.

The target was moving, and the raft was swaying back and forth, which made the shooting more difficult! Unsurprisingly, Tagawa's fourth shot missed the target again.

However, this shot also made Tianchuan find the right feeling. The next three shots hit the target. The eighth shot missed the target, the ninth shot hit the target, and the tenth shot... the raft passed the 8-meter dividing line...

(End of this chapter)