Rebirth 78, marry Qingmei as my wife

Qian Shengli took the mountains and rocks aside and first explained the structure of the firearm to them.

Then, without using the magazine, he opened the magazine, inserted a bullet, and let Dashan try to shoot.

Dashan followed Qian Shengli's command, put the butt of the gun on his shoulder, held the gun with both hands, opened one eye and closed the other, and pulled the trigger.

boom!

This shot hit somewhere.

Dashan covered his shoulders and grinned stupidly.

The recoil of the [-] semi-automatic rifle is still very strong. This is the first time Dashan fired.

I still don’t know how to release the force, so naturally my shoulder hurts from the impact.

"Continue!" Qian Shengli handed Dashan another bullet and signaled him to continue shooting.

This time let Dashan load the bullets himself.

Dashan grinned, took the bullet, pulled the bolt, opened the magazine and inserted the bullet.

Follow Qian Shengli's guidance, aim at a tree, and pull the trigger again.

"boom!"

The shot did not miss the target, but accurately hit the trunk of the tree. However, Qian Shengli asked him to hit the trunk of the tree, but it hit the branches instead.

"Okay, you first experience the feeling of just shooting.

Stone, it’s your turn! "Qian Shengli didn't laugh at Dashan. After explaining, he let Shitou shoot again.

With a [-]-meter semi-automatic rifle, it is normal for the first shot to fly away, and it is also normal for the second shot to hit the tree body and hit the branches.

Shooting is a sport that not only requires talent, but also relies on bullets.

No matter how talented you are, it is impossible to hit 99 rings the first time you hold a gun.

Liu Hongjun didn't plan to let Dashan and the others practice well this time. Today, he just wanted them to get familiar with shooting.

Qian Shengli also fully understood Liu Hongjun's purpose, so after letting Dashan and Shitou take turns to fire a few shots, he asked them to go aside and experience it for themselves.

Bullets will not be given to them.

Rookie, give them bullets, what if they go off and injure someone?

Even if it doesn’t hurt anyone, even if it hurts the dog, it won’t work!

Liu Hongjun didn't pay attention to that side. The veteran Qian Shengli looked at it and there was no problem.

Qian Shengli is the captain of the militia. He leads the militia members of the production team for training every year. He still has some experience in training.

Liu Hongjun took the invasion knife and cut out slots on the wooden sticks one by one. Two long wooden sticks and two short wooden sticks were stuck together with relatively simple slots.

Form a tic-tac-toe structure.

This is the basic structure of the soil sledge, and then the four wooden sticks are firmly fixed together with ropes.

Add some wooden sticks to the top and fix them with ropes.In this way, a simple soil sledge is completed.

After making the soil sledge, Liu Hongjun raised his hand and looked at the time. It was almost [-] noon.

Liu Hongjun took his backpack and took out four steel rods about fifty centimeters long.

Then he took out a circle made of steel bars.

There are four nuts welded on the iron ring, and the steel rod is inserted into the nuts. A small nut welded on the steel rod just catches the iron ring, preventing the iron ring from falling off and standing firmly on the ground.

In this way, a simple pot and stove is assembled.

Liu Hongjun then took out a small iron pot from his backpack and placed it on the iron ring.

This is a simple set of pots and stoves for cooking in the wild.

This set of pots and stoves was made by my father.

Now that he took it out, Liu Hongjun couldn't help but admire that his father's brain was more flexible than others. This kind of stove was much easier to use than other hunters' stoves made of three stones.

After getting a pot of clean snow, Liu Hongjun moved the bonfire under the stove.

After a while, the snow turned into slush.

After a while, I watched the snow water in the pot steaming up.

Liu Hongjun took the pot down and washed it with snow water.

Then he put the pot on the stove again and turned around to cut off a strip of fat from Xiong Yan's belly.

Cut the fat into pieces and put them in the pot.

After a while, a strong aroma came out.

“Red Army, where are you cooking?

Fortunately, I had just shot two flying dragons and I had lost my hair. "At this time Qian Shengli came over and said with a smile.

"Meet a flying dragon?"

"I was shocked just now when I was practicing shooting with mountains and rocks.

Not to mention, this kid Shitou is quite talented, and his slingshot shots are quite accurate. Qian Shengli handed Feilong to Liu Hongjun and said.

"Yeah! Shitou was beaten hard by his father for his slingshot.

It took a lot of effort to preserve it.

Ever since I got this slingshot, I have been talking about stones. Liu Hongjun took the flying dragon and responded with a smile.

Liu Hongjun took the flying dragon and chopped it into pieces on the small wooden board with quick movements.

He turned around and glanced at the fragrant bear oil that was rising in the pot.

I had no choice but to pour away the bear oil, then brush the pot with snow water, and make another pot of clean snow.

Place the pot on the stove.

When the snow turned into snow water and started to steam, Liu Hongjun put the Feilong meat pieces into the pot.

Boil the blood water, then fish out the flying dragon meat and put it into an aluminum basin.

Pour away the bloody water, and then brush the pot clean with snow.

Once again, he cut a strip of fat from the bear's belly and cut it into pieces.

Then continue refining.

After the fat meat was boiled out, Liu Hongjun took out the oil residue, put the onion, ginger and garlic into the pot, and then poured the Feilong meat into the pot and stir-fried.

After stir-frying and changing color, Liu Hongjun poured water from the kettle into the pot.

Cover the pot.

At this time, Dashan and Shitou also walked over with guns in their arms and grinning.

"How do you feel?" Liu Hongjun asked with a smile.

"Very good!" Dashan held the gun and giggled.

"Don't be silly, I just want you to fire two shots today to get familiar with it.

Go back and take your time. This winter, I will let you practice your marksmanship. Liu Hongjun laughed.

"Yeah!" Dashan nodded vigorously.

In the mountains and rocks, only those who have guns and can shoot are considered hunters.

In the past, following Liu Hongjun into the mountains was taking advantage of Liu Hongjun.

Especially people in the villages, saying small things makes them feel particularly uncomfortable.

"Brother Shengli, go back and get more bullets, and try to feed them their marksmanship this winter.

At that time, we can go into the mountains and look for good things. Liu Hongjun said to Qian Shengli again.

"No problem, just leave the bullets to me.

Make sure you have enough bullets! " Qian Shengli assured, patting his chest.

There are a lot of bullets in the militia's arsenal. Every year, the superiors have live-fire training missions. Doesn't he, the militia captain, have the final say on how much bullets are consumed?

Qian Shengli looked at Dashan He Shitou who was holding the gun and was reluctant to let go, and then said with a smile: "The Red Army, Dashan He Shitou and the others don't have to spend money to buy the guns, just use them first.

When superiors come to inspect, just return the gun.

Wait until the examiner is gone before taking it out for use. "

"I see it!

Mountains and stones, why don’t you thank you Uncle Shengli quickly? Liu Hongjun laughed.