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"This is a common Type 54." Arrow picked up the pistol, his hands moving swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, the pistol was disassembled into several parts.
"The most important thing about learning firearms is to first understand the structure of the gun. Let me introduce it to you," Arrow said.
"Teacher Li, can we start with the Desert Eagle?" Zhang Yang looked at the parts and glanced at the beautiful Desert Eagle.
"This one is a large caliber, weighing two kilograms, with an incredible recoil. I've seen your skills, but wanting to use a Desert Eagle on your first time handling a gun? I estimate that if you aim at the target, you might end up shooting down the chandelier," Arrow said without looking at Zhang Yang. "Take it step by step. Let's start with this one."
Zhang Yang's gaze shifted from the Desert Eagle back to Arrow as he listened to the introduction while watching Arrow's hands. On Arrow's hands, there were calluses that had been polished and treated. This was mainly to maintain a similar tactile feel to normal skin after handling, but the color had changed slightly, still noticeable.
Calluses are marks of hard training, and treatment is done to maintain precise sensitivity.
After about half an hour, disassembling and reassembling a Type 54 was no longer difficult for Zhang Yang. Arrow then began introducing other types of firearms. The principles of handguns are similar; once you understand one, you can grasp others quickly. Soon, Zhang Yang could easily disassemble and reassemble several main types of guns.
Finally, it was time for the Desert Eagle, and Zhang Yang was about to take action when Arrow suddenly said, "No need to try this one; we will start shooting now." After glancing at Zhang Yang and pausing for a moment, he added, "I'll give you two minutes to play around with it."
Zhang Yang picked up the Desert Eagle, admiring its silver body and exquisite craftsmanship. The weight felt substantial in his hands, showcasing its mechanical power even more. He found it hard to put down until Arrow called out several times before he snapped back to reality.
Inside the Firearms Training Room, there was a 20-meter target range. Arrow took out two Type 54 pistols. "This gun has a simple yet sturdy structure; it uses 7.62mm bullets and is best for shooting in confined spaces. However, it has a short range and poor accuracy, but it's sufficient for a 20-meter target," Arrow explained as he handed the pistol to Zhang Yang while detailing shooting techniques and various important points to note.
Zhang Yang didn't rush; after feeling it out for a moment, he finally fired. The first shot scored a 3-ring.
"Not bad," Arrow commented from the side.
"Wow, 3-ring? Teacher Li, are you making fun of me?" Zhang Yang tilted his head.
"This gun has right-hand twist rifling, but from the sound of your shot earlier, there seems to be an issue with the rifling. Based on where your 3-ring hit is off at 20 meters, if the rifling were fine, you should have scored at least an 8-ring. For your first time, isn't that still pretty good?" Arrow said as he drew some lines on a piece of paper and quickly sketched out a diagram of the rifling structure before pointing out a specific area.
Disassembling the gun for inspection confirmed that there was indeed an issue where Arrow had pointed; the rifling showed clear damage.
"Teacher Li, or should I say Li Gun God? You didn't plan this ahead of time and set me up with this faulty gun just to mess with me?" Zhang Yang laughed.
"Is that interesting? You clearly have no doubts about my professional standards," Arrow replied expressionlessly as he handed over another gun. "Try again."
This time, Zhang Yang hit a 9-ring. After finding his rhythm, Zhang Yang struck while the iron was hot. After 30 shots, he was consistently hitting 9.5 rings or above.
"How do you aim?" Arrow was going crazy; was this his first time handling a gun?
"Three points in a line. Honestly, I feel it's quite similar to shooting a crossbow, and the speed of a crossbow bolt is much slower than a bullet. The bullet's trajectory is also much lower than that of a crossbow bolt, so after a few shots, you can get the hang of it. As long as your hand is steady at the moment you pull the trigger, without shaking, and there’s no wind indoors, aiming isn't that hard, right?" Zhang Yang summarized.
"Damn it, you even know how to measure wind speed! If I hadn't seen you take your first shot, I would never believe this is your first time handling a gun," Arrow waved his hand dismissively. "Forget practicing at 20 meters; let’s go outdoors and practice at 50 meters. I bet you'll be ready to practice with a rifle by tomorrow."
At the 50-meter target, switching to a different type of gun, he only needed to adapt to 5 shots before hitting 9.5 rings or above again. By the end of ten shots, every one was a perfect 10.
"With handguns like this, I see you've grasped the technical essentials. The rest depends on your continuous practice. Let’s have dinner and rest; tomorrow we’ll move on to rifles," Arrow said expressionlessly as he left, feeling ecstatic inside. In just half a day, hitting 10 rings consistently at 50 meters with a handgun—was this even human?
"What a monster," Arrow sighed to himself. "I thought I was talented when I learned to shoot back in the day, but this kid's level is something I couldn't achieve!"
With rifles, he spent the entire morning again finishing with perfect 10s. Arrow was already unfazed and casually remarked, "Time for lunch; this afternoon we’ll learn light machine guns."
During lunch, Zhang Yang ran into Qi Shen and Liang Ming.
"This morning we did weighted swimming; our swimming skills are good, so we came back early," Liang Ming said while devouring his food and asked Zhang Yang, "Did you enjoy shooting?"
"He just started learning; it should be like playing with himself—how could that not be enjoyable? You’re dead!" Qi Shen picked up a banana and squeezed it hard; the fruit inside shot out, and then he opened his mouth to catch the falling fruit.
"Awesome! This kind of performance deserves money; when I was young, watching monkey shows like this cost five cents for ten acts!" Liang Ming clapped his hands.
"Damn it! You two are finding joy in hardship; why so excited?" Zhang Yang shook his head.
"If you're not excited, you're eliminated—that's our motto," Liang Ming replied. "But let's talk about you; how was shooting?"
"Deafening! The noise is too much."
"You can't shoot without some noise; otherwise, it wouldn't be fun," Liang Ming continued teasing him.
"I have started practicing with the rifle now, and tomorrow it's the light machine gun."
"What?" Qi Shen spat out a grain of rice from his nostrils and immediately began to cough violently. "Damn it, what is your best score on the 20-meter pistol target?"
"My best scores for the 20-meter and 50-meter pistols, as well as the rifle, are all 10." As soon as Zhang Yang finished speaking, he saw Qi Shen and Liang Ming pick up their trays and run to the next table. "Hey, what are you two doing?"
"We must have seen a ghost just now!" Qi Shen and Liang Ming made a gesture of 'heavenly spirit, earthly spirit' at another dining table.
"Your uncle..." Zhang Yang cursed.
The afternoon light machine gun practice was just a repeat of the previous process: prone shooting at a 200-meter target with 100 rounds fired, scoring 10 on the last 50 shots. Standing and shooting, scoring above 9 was easy. Arrow had stopped paying attention to Zhang Yang's scores and only focused on explaining technical points. After finishing, he left Zhang Yang to practice on his own.
In just five days, Zhang Yang had learned and practiced various firearms shooting techniques and had passed the technical requirements.
"Alright, you've grasped the essentials of these firearms. From now on, it's mainly about you practicing slowly and accumulating insights to develop your own style. If you get the chance, I believe that within a year, you'll surpass my current level," Arrow said seriously.
"Originally, there was one type of gun I didn't want to teach you, and since you are in a short-term special training program and haven't handled firearms before, I thought you wouldn't have the opportunity to learn. But now, I think it's very necessary for you to try what true shooting is like."
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