Chapter 333

"At last we can hit the target!"

No matter it is the male dormitory building, or the female dormitory building, are constantly ringing with excitement.

And for the first time, everyone gathered downstairs in a minute without any complaints.

Of course, Ye Feng is not included in these people.

He was not interested in guns, especially the micro punch in Nie Qingwu's hand. It was not convenient to carry. It was not as convenient as the needle bag in his hand.

"The old rule is to run around the playground three times first, and then go to breakfast after half an hour's military posture."

After seeing the procession gathering, Nie Qingwu's face showed a treacherous smile, carrying the gun behind him, looking at the humanity.

A word export, everyone immediately sighed.

I thought I could touch the real gun when I went downstairs to gather in a minute. I didn't expect to be played by Nie Qingwu.

After running, standing in military posture, eating breakfast, everyone gathered in the playground again.

Unexpectedly, Nie Qingwu didn't mean to make fun of them in the morning. He was actually going to the shooting range today.

However, it was not the slight rush in Nie Qingwu's hand in the morning, but the old-fashioned 82 bar rifle that was about to be eliminated in the army.

Moreover, due to the limited number of guns, it is not possible to have one gun per person. Each shift can only enter the shooting range in batches.

But it is because of the order of this batch that all the squads have been in a row.

After all, everyone wants to touch the gun at the first time, and doesn't want to watch others shooting.

"Well, each team will select a candidate. Let's do a firearm dismantling drill. The faster the person selected by the squadron disassembles and recovers, the team will train for shooting first."

Finally, Nie Qingwu proposed a fair solution.

"Drillmaster, why is it better than shooting a target or dismantling a gun?"

But even so, some people questioned Nie Qingwu's solution.

It's cool to play with real guns and live ammunition. What's the meaning of dismantling guns? It's better to wipe your own guns

"For soldiers, guns are life. On the battlefield, if there is no gun, there is no life. Only when we take the gun as a part of the body, understand it, get familiar with it, and cherish it, can we be more accurate when shooting

Nie Qingwu shook his head solemnly and said in a deep voice.

"According to you, guns are just like women. Only when you understand her and cherish her, can you not lose your temper when you need her, and you can rest assured that you can use it boldly. " Ye Feng bad smile way.

A word falls, the boys in the square team suddenly burst out a burst of understanding laughter.

Nie Qingwu is speechless for a while. This guy is so amazing that he can even connect with a woman.

However, she can not deny that Ye Feng's words do have some truth. Guns are very similar to women. Only when they understand, they will not lose their temper when they need to.

"Each class recommends its own representative."

Nie Qingwu does not want to entangle in this issue for too long, after waving his hand, the strong way.

She said that. Naturally, it was not easy for people in each queue to say anything more. They could only recommend people.

"I choose the boss. If he comes on, we should be the first to touch the guns."

At the beginning of the election, Ji Jixiao recommended Ye Feng in a loud voice.

Without hesitation, the other members of class four chose Ye Feng.

Although Jingtian hesitated, he thought of the temptation to touch the gun and voted for Ye Feng's vote, which was approved by all.

Soon, the candidates selected from each queue were selected, most of whom ye Feng did not know. However, a class in the Department of economics and management of Qingyuan university recommended an old acquaintance of Ye Feng, Prince Hao.

This guy is very excited and keeps rubbing his hands, obviously trying to use this game to get back a game.

After seeing the candidates selected by each queue, Nie Qingwu beckoned and called for a proud young soldier --

"this is Liu Feng, the sharpshooter of our brigade, and the record maker of the shooting record of this gun in your hand. Next, he will perform for you. When you know the best about the gun, dismantling and assembling can also be like art ！”

Hearing Nie Qingwu's words, the young soldier raised his hand and saluted everyone. Then he knelt on one leg and half and picked up the gun.

Crash!

After a dazzling movement, 30 seconds later, the 82 bars were disassembled into a pile of parts by young soldiers.

"Wow! How handsome

"I must find a soldier to be my boyfriend! And to find a sharpshooter, it's too fast

For a moment, the girls in all the squadrons had their eyes shining, and the bolder ones began to wink at the young soldiers.

Nie Qingwu is proud of a smile, she brought Liu Feng here, is to shock these proud people.

Now it seems that her purpose has been achieved.

PATA! PATA!But Nie Qingwu opened his mouth, ready to praise Liu Feng a few words, and then give these freshmen another class, suddenly heard the sound of pulling.

Turning her head again, she couldn't help but stare at her eyes and roared, "Ye Feng, how did you dismantle the gun?"

"Didn't you teach us to dismantle guns? The instructor has already done it once, and we will naturally follow it. "

Ye Feng looks at Nie Qingwu suspiciously, a face of innocence.

"Look at it and you can do it..."

Nie Qingwu was so angry that she couldn't help roaring. But as soon as she was halfway through her speech, she felt something was wrong. She swept Ye Feng in front of her and said in dismay: "it's all dismantled You actually took them all down? Have you touched a gun before? "

"The first time."

Ye Feng laughs and touches his nose: "it may be a gift."

God, you big head!

Nie Qingwu thought that this guy was probably broken up by mistake, so he said, "since you are so talented, you can give me the disassembled gun and put it back together again. I don't want you to be able to reach the speed of Liu Feng. As long as you can finish splicing in three minutes, I will let you class four be the first to touch the gun. "

"Three minutes? Drillmaster Nie, do you look down on people

Ye Feng disdained to curl his mouth, and then looked at a face eager to look forward to gentle, LAN ling'er and others, and said with a smile: "if my speed can exceed his time, can you give us an hour to shoot target time."

"No problem, deal!"

Nie Qingwu agreed without blinking.

It's easy to dismantle and rob, but if you want to put the removed things back, it's troublesome.

A little bit of deviation and error can lead to complete failure of splicing.

The first time you touch a gun, you can disassemble it. It's not easy, but it's not without precedent.

But the first time she touched the gun, she could put the disassembled gun on again. She had never seen anyone who could do it.

Whoa! Whoa!

Ye Feng laughs and grabs the parts on the ground with both hands. His hands are like butterflies flying in the flowers. With the speed that makes Nie Qingwu dumbfounded, he quickly reassembles the gun.

From the beginning to the end, less than 20 seconds, that speed, see the sharpshooter Liu Feng opened his mouth, shame.

"Drillmaster Nie, you should count your words..."

Ye Feng grabs the gun to aim, and then looks at Nie Qingwu with a smile.

Although it is really difficult to assemble a gun, he has remembered the position of each part of the gun when he disassembled it just now.

The so-called assembly is just to put something into the frame of memory. What's the difficulty.

"You..."

Nie Qingwu has been completely shocked by Ye Feng's speed of assembling guns.

At such an amazing speed, it's hard to say that we can break down the banner of the pacesetters with the arms of the whole army.

After staring at Ye Feng for a long time, she murmured: "what are you doing? Is it really the first time to touch a gun? "