My military function points

Chapter 10 I’m not good at shooting, so I can’t teach you.

"Wow! Monitor, are we serious?!"

Chen Rong was shocked. He thought that the tactical training would use plastic models like the recruit company, but he didn't expect Ma Shouliang to take him directly to the armory to get a gun!
"Of course, if you want to play, play with the real thing." Ma Shouliang was very pleased with Chen Rong's shocked expression and quickened his pace.

The armory is on the second floor of the last building on the right side of the base. The windows are welded shut and the heavy iron door has a double lock with a password and a mechanical lock.

Ma Shouliang first turned the password, then inserted the key and turned it twice, and with a clang, the door opened.

"Register first and write your own name." Ma Shouliang pointed to the registration book on the table as soon as he entered the door.

Chen Rong walked forward and opened the notebook. He was stunned for a moment. Ma Shouliang's name was clearly written in the column for armorer.

"Squad leader, you are the ordnance officer of the base!"

"Part-time job." Ma Shouliang opened one of the cabinets, took out two rifles, handed one to Chen Rong, and asked, "Do you recognize this gun?"

Chen Rong nodded: "I know him, this is the 81st class! I saw his photo during the shooting theory class in the recruit company."

"Don't think this gun is old, it's still useful!"

"No, no! I like it very much!" Chen Rong held the heavy 81 bars in his hand, his face full of excitement.

Except for the day of shooting at the recruit company, this was the first time he touched a real gun.

The tactical training ground deep in the base is the size of a football field, and is divided into several different terrain simulation areas.

Ma Shouliang took Chen Rong for a tour, gave a brief explanation, and finally arrived at the site with mountainous terrain.

"Do you know what the central idea of ​​tactics is?" Ma Shouliang was not in a hurry to start the class, but asked Chen Rong a question first.

Chen Rong gave several answers in a row, all of which were wrong.

Ma Shouliang held up a finger and said, "Remember, there is only one goal of tactics: to save yourself and destroy the enemy!"

Chen Rong repeated this sentence several times in his mind.

"Putting your own preservation first means that on the battlefield, ensuring your own survival is the most important thing! And tactics are designed to enable you to survive better," Ma Shouliang continued.

"Sergeant, why is what you said different from what was shown in the movie?" Chen Rong asked in a low voice.

"Because the real things don't look good when photographed." Ma Shouliang said lightly, and then began the class formally.

Chen Rong was a new recruit who was learning tactics for the first time. He didn’t even know how to hold a gun, so Ma Shouliang taught him slowly. In an hour, he only taught him the simple ways to draw a gun and lie down.

But even so, Chen Rong's hands and knees were all rubbed raw, and it was burning painful when the sweat flowed through the wounds.

"How is it? Can you bear it?" Ma Shouliang asked during the break.

"No problem!" Chen Rong looked determined.

Ma Shouliang raised the corner of his mouth: "Okay, next we will start learning to crawl!"

Half an hour later.

Chen Rong held the gun and twisted his hips with difficulty on the ground mixed with gravel. Xiao Heizi in front looked back at his master from time to time, as if he thought the other party was moving too slowly.

"The butt is too high! The frequency is too slow!"

"Watch out for the muzzle of the gun, don't poke it into the ground!"

"This is the low-profile crawling, and you can't do it? The harder part is still to come!"

"Don't be lazy, you can't even catch up with the little black guy!"

Ma Shouliang sat on the slope and kept correcting Chen Rong's movements.

Chen Rong wanted to die at this moment. He finally understood why Liu Chuan said that veterans feared tactical training the most.

His wrists, elbows, and knees were all rubbed raw, and the pain made him gasp! Chen Rong tried his best, but his speed still couldn't meet Ma Shouliang's requirements.

After climbing down several times, he was exhausted. The gun in his hand became extremely heavy. At this moment, he was just gritting his teeth and persevering.

"Okay, let's stop here for the morning and continue at 2pm!"

Finally, Chen Rong heard the sound of the end, turned over and lay there motionless, allowing the little black boy to crawl all over his body.

"It's like this when you first learn tactics. It will be fine once you get used to it." Ma Shouliang's voice sounded not far away.

After hearing this, Chen Rong suddenly thought of something and immediately brought up the panel.

[Physical Fitness: Index 16] [Skill - Housekeeping: Index 47]

[Skill-Fighting: Index 18]

[Skill-Shooting: Index 12]

[Skill - Taming: Index 4]

[Free attribute points: 10]

"what?"

Looking at the data on the panel, Chen Rong was stunned.

He originally thought that after he learned the tactics, a new skill would appear on the panel like taming an animal, but unexpectedly, it did not happen. Instead, the index of the shooting skill increased by 1 point.

Could it be that the system also counts tactics as part of the shooting? This is the only explanation at the moment.

Today is the most fulfilling day for Chen Rong since he came to the logistics team.

Ma Shouliang only arranged one and a half hours for tactical training in the afternoon, and the rest of the time was used to teach Chen Rong how to clean the gun.

From disassembly and assembly to maintenance, Ma Shouliang, a part-time armorer, explained each step in detail, and Chen Rong also learned very carefully.

In the evening, I continued to learn the Eighteen Moves of Black Dragon.

By the time Chen Rong finished washing up and lay down on the bed, he felt like all the bones in his body were about to fall apart.

"Squad leader, why did you arrange shooting at the end of your schedule?" Chen Rong asked curiously while lying on the bed before the lights were turned off.

He thought that since he had already received the gun, he could learn tactics and shooting at the same time.

"My shooting skills are not good enough to teach you." Ma Shouliang's voice came from the lower bunk.

"Ah? Hiss." Chen Rong sat up with a start, his wound was involved and he grimaced in pain.

"Squad leader, are you saying I don't want to learn shooting anymore? No, I can learn it on my own if you don't want to teach me."

"I can't teach you, but someone can teach you."

"Who is it?"

"Your class vice-chairman."

Chen Rong was stunned: "I still have a class deputy?"

"He's the one who was bitten and hospitalized for stealing dog food. He should be back next month." Ma Shouliang said.

So that hero was his squad leader? Chen Rong became even more curious and asked, "Squad leader, is the squad leader's shooting ability very good?"

"Better than me." Ma Shouliang stood up and turned off the light, then continued, "Go to sleep quickly and continue tomorrow!"

Chen Rong shuddered, and the wounds on his body seemed to hurt even more.

Over the next month, Chen Rong visited all the places in the base except the shooting range.

Compared to when he was in the recruit company, Chen Rong is now taller and stronger, his skin is tanned, and his temperament has become more masculine and sharp.

It is the beginning of June and summer has officially arrived.

It was another weekend, and Ma Shouliang had no training scheduled. Chen Rong had simply cleaned the base in the morning, and was now bathing Xiao Heizi by the pool.

Xiao Heizi has grown up and now weighs 20 kilograms. His fur is shiny black. In addition, he trains with Chen Rong every day, which makes him look much stronger than ordinary dogs.

"Did you see the squad leader go to the orchard?" Chen Rong asked while rubbing Xiao Heizi's back.

Wang!
Little Blackie lay in the pool enjoying it very much and responded lazily.

Suddenly, Xiao Heizi's ears moved and he suddenly jumped out of the pool. The next moment, a black light rushed towards the dormitory.

"Shit! There's a dog!"

"Oh my god, help me!"

Screams came.

Chen Rong looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young man in shorts and sunglasses jumping up and down because of the little black guy.

(End of this chapter)