"We are all men. Everyone likes to wield swords and guns. Why don't we let you off the field to have fun during the afternoon game?"
"Don't mention it, Brother Ang. You see, we are all skinny and tender. How can we endure such suffering? Don't wait until you go into battle. If you can't pass a level, then you don't want to be laughed to death." Zhang Xiao hurriedly stopped Wu Meihua. This proposal is no joke, this is a competition event for special forces.
Wu Meihua thought about it and felt that what Zhang Xiao said was reasonable, so she said: "Forget it, after dinner, let Xiao Ma go get some guns and take you to the shooting range." After saying that, Wu Meihong did not continue to accompany her. A few people were around, but they went to accompany their boss Wan Guoliang.
The lunch at noon was quite good. It was beyond Zhang Xiao¡¯s expectation. He didn¡¯t expect that the food in the military camp could be so good. It was the standard four dishes and one soup, plus a banana. There are many varieties of dishes. You can choose your favorite dishes when ordering, including rice and steamed buns, catering to the appetites of people from different regions. You can eat as much as you want without wasting food.
Zhang Xiao and several brothers found a table and sat down, and began to eat. The people sitting next to them were all soldiers, but no one said anything while they were eating. Their sitting postures were very upright, which indirectly affected several people. , and no one dared to speak.
After eating for a while, Adjutant Ma ran over and said, "Comrade Zhang, the chief asked me to call you over and eat with them."
As the commander of the military region, it is normal to open a small stove. Zhang Xiao didn't want to go at first. He hadn't finished the food on the plate. If it was wasted, it would definitely arouse the resentment of these soldiers. Finally. Adjutant Ma told them that they could bring the dinner plate over as well. When Zhang Xiao and the others entered the small room with their dinner plates, they found that the food Wan Guoliang and the others ate was no different from what the soldiers outside ate, except that the stainless steel dinner plates had been replaced by ceramic dishes. No wonder Adjutant Ma asked them to bring their dinner plates with them. When Zhang Xiao saw this, he felt inexplicably moved. Soldiers are soldiers after all. This style did not disappoint Zhang Xiao.
"You are here, please sit down quickly. I'm sorry for disturbing you even while eating." After Wan Guoliang asked a few people to sit down, he deliberately placed Zhang Xiao next to him. "Xiao Zhang, do you still remember what I told you in the beginning?"
When Zhang Xiao heard this, he didn't know what Wan Guoliang wanted to ask. It must be about treating his mother. "Uncle Wan, I may not spend too much time in Guangcheng. You want me to help my aunt." For medical treatment, we must seize the time and bring my aunt to Guangcheng as soon as possible. Of course, I cannot guarantee that I will be able to take good care of my aunt's illness. Uncle Wan, please don't place all your hopes on me." Zhang Xiao said in advance. Say hello, don't let Wan Mu get terminally ill by then, and Zhang Xiao will definitely be helpless.
"Don't worry, Xiao Zhang. My family has moved to Guangcheng a long time ago. We will wait until the martial arts competition is over in the afternoon. Please come with me. As for whether you can take good care of it, I won't blame you." Wan Guoliang said very generously. He said that he had seen Li Xue, and it was widely circulated in the upper class society. Zhang Xiao was optimistic about such terminal diseases. Therefore, Wan Guoliang still has high expectations for Zhang Xiao.
After happily having lunch, the competition resumed. This time Zhang Xiao and the others did not go to watch, but were taken to an indoor shooting range by Adjutant Ma.
"Do you want to play with long guns or short guns?" When receiving guns in the gun room, the adjutant asked several people.
"Of course it's a long one. What's the use of a short gun? It's not satisfying." Guo Mingming muttered.
"Me too, I want to grow too, Brother Xiao Ma, what kind of guns are there here?" Xiong Fei stretched his head, trying to see through the window what kind of guns were hanging inside.
"Then let's play with the latest configuration of the Type 95 rifle. It has a caliber of 5.8 mm and an ammunition capacity of 30 rounds. It adopts a short buttless structure, aperture-type mechanical sights, and is also equipped with optical sights. There are many in this gun family. There are Type 95 assault rifles, Type 95 automatic rifles, Type 95 short assault rifles, etc., which one do you want to play?" The adjutant told everyone the details.
"Brother Ma, what is an automatic rifle?" Guo Mingming asked.
"An automatic rifle refers specifically to a rifle that feeds automatically, fires continuously, and has fully automatic shooting capabilities. A rifle that uses part of the gas or recoil to propel the warhead to eject the cartridge case, load the bullet, and fire again. In other words, as long as the button is held As long as you hold the trigger, you can shoot continuously until the bullets in the gun are used up." The adjutant did not seem impatient with the people's constant questions, and patiently explained to them.
"It's not like you can empty the magazine with just one shot. This is good. This is fun. Brother Xiao Ma, I want an automatic rifle." Guo Mingming came to a decision.
"Then I want it too, Brother Xiao Ma, help me get one too." Xiong Fei followed suit and said.
"Zhang Xiao, what kind of gun do you want?" Zhang Xiao and Huzi never spoke, so Adjutant Ma asked for their opinions again.
"Brother Xiao Ma, can we play ****?" Zhang Xiao felt that people would find it troublesome if he had too many types of guns, so he sounded a bit weak when he spoke.
"Of course, let's use 92, 54 is outdated." Adjutant Ma made a decision for Zhang Xiao, and Huzi followed Zhang Xiao and chose ****.
In fact, Zhang Xiao wanted to choose 54. After all, there were several 54**** in the space, which Zhang Yi and the others used before. Zhang Xiao tried to sell the **** on the trading platform with a price of 10 gold coins, but it never sold, probably because no one bought it. Since he couldn't sell it, Zhang Xiao had no choice but to keep it, maybe it could be used in the future.
Seeing that the decision had been made, Adjutant Ma went in to get the gun. Zhang Xiao and the others had to wait outside. In addition to the four guns, Adjutant Ma took out a bunch of bullets for everyone's sake so that they could get enough of shooting. After all, there were not many such opportunities.
Even though it is easy to shoot a gun, it is not so easy to hit the target. No matter how accurate the aim is, if the gun cannot withstand the recoil of the gun, it will still miss the mark. Zhang Xiaogang had a little difficulty even hitting the target at first. But after five or six shots, I gradually mastered the technique of exerting force, and my shooting became better and better. After more than ten shots, I almost hit the target with my gun, which made Adjutant Ma who was accompanying me to give instructions more and more frightened. , this is too evil. Hu Zi also used **** to compare with Zhang Xiao, but he even wanted to die. They were both human beings, so why was the gap so big? You must know that he is still struggling to hit the target.
In fact, it is inevitable that Zhang Xiao will have such a result. Whether it is Zhang Xiao's use of power or eyesight, these are unmatched by others. Of course, no one knows these. The third and fourth sons heard the news and came over. After seeing it, they became jealous again, "How come the second brother has become so awesome?" The two of them couldn't figure it out. Zhang Xiao fired five magazines, but the novelty was gone and it became boring. The gun hit the bull's-eye, and no matter how hard he practiced, he couldn't produce any tricks. So he asked Adjutant Ma to bring him a 95, and he followed Lao San and the others to play with the spear.
Similarly, after playing for a while, Zhang Xiao also figured out the spear, and started pointing and shooting. Even if it was a burst of fire, the hit rate was not comparable to that of Lao San and the others, which made Lao San and Lao Si see each other again. It was a moment of discouragement.
In the end, the four people shooting turned into three people. Zhang Xiao joined the coaching ranks and, together with Adjutant Ma, taught several people how to shoot. It was not until Wu Meihua came to call that the shooting trip came to an end.
The day's competition was over. Wu Meihua brought a few people over to have dinner together, but Wan Guoliang stopped them. "Let Xiao Zhang and the others go home with me to eat. The food has been prepared at home and is waiting for us."
"Commander Wan, let Zhang Xiao go alone with you. We won't join in the fun. We have to go back to the hospital to see how my boss's girlfriend is recovering." Guo Mingming said, and they also He knew that the only person Wan Guoliang really wanted to invite was Zhang Xiao. Their going would be purely a burden. They just didn't say it out loud.
"How can this be done? Since we are together, how can we let you go back alone? We have agreed that we will all come to my house for dinner." Wan Guoliang is also a face-saving person. He only invited Zhang Xiao alone. What do people think?
Zhang Xiao understood the thoughts of the brothers, so he spoke for them, "Uncle Wan, forget it, don't embarrass them, I'll go back with you alone." Then he turned to the brothers and said He threw the car keys to the third child, Guo Mingming, and said, "You guys drive my car back. I'll come back later. I think Uncle Wan will definitely send a car to take me back. You don't have to worry about me."
"Haha, you kid" Wan Guoliang smiled and shook his head.
Sitting on Wan Guoliang's red flag, Zhang Xiao came to the military residential area in Guangcheng. The No. 1 commander of the Guangcheng Military Region, Wan Guoliang, of course lived in Building No. 1, a two-story duplex in a small foreign-style building.
After entering the house, Zhang Xiao did not see Wan Guoliang¡¯s family. Only a nanny came out to take the computer bag from Zhang Xiao¡¯s hand, and no one else was seen in the house.
"Uncle Wan, why didn't you see Auntie and the others?"
"Your aunt hasn't gotten off work yet. She works in a hospital and often works overtime. My mother is the only one at home. You sit down first, and I will go up and call my mother down." Wan Guoliang asked the nanny to give Zhang Xiao a cup of tea, and then came Went upstairs.
Zhang Xiao did not sit down, but walked around the room. Several old photo frames were hung on the wall. From the information reflected on them, Zhang Xiao estimated that Wan Guoliang's father was no longer alive. There was also a photo of Wan Guoliang holding a little boy and a woman in his hands. It was a very old photo. Zhang Xiao guessed that this was his wife and child.
Soon, Wan Guoliang helped an old man with silver hair down, who must be Wan Guoliang's mother. The old man's whole body was shaking violently when he walked. Zhang Xiao saw him and hurriedly stepped forward to help him.
"Uncle Wan, since my aunt is not in good health, why didn't you tell me earlier? It would have caused my aunt to go downstairs." Zhang Xiao really didn't know that Wan's mother was so ill, so he blamed Wan Guoliang. ! ~!
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