(The gun names in this novel, with the exception of a few, were named randomly. If one cannot be searched on, it is highly likely that it was randomly named. Even if it coincidentally bears the same name with a real gun, we highly suggest not to compare its authenticity.)
There were two types of training guns.
One was the most commonly seen one in the camp, the representative of all pistols, M-75.
The other was a rifle, Flying Flower HN-9.
M-75 had medium recoil and was one of the less deadly types. New recruits usually used it in their initial phases of training.
The Flying Flower HN-9 was a rifle, with above average power and a high recoil. Soldiers stationed at guard posts were usually armed with this gun.
Almost everyone would have to train with these two basic models of gun sooner or later.
Recruits of advanced training camp, however, start their pistol training earlier than others.
The training guns were almost all the same.
They were all armed with dummy rounds or rubber bullets.
Drill Sergeant Ying Huan found a girl who looked more rational to teach Gu Qingjiu the basics of guns.
He probably felt the weird animosity amongst the girls.
The girl who received the drill sergeant’s instructions took her job seriously as she explained the basics to Gu Qingjiu.
“We train with pistols. Other than knowing how to shoot, you need to know how to assemble the gun. Else, you won’t know how to use the clip when all you’ve used all your bullets up.”
The girl explained as she held an M-75 in her hands to demonstrate how to use it. Her fingers were so nimble that the gun looked like an obedient child in her hands. It disassembled quite easily.
Within a short while, the girl had split the pistol into portions, even the bullets were removed.
Her nimble motions confused Gu Qingjiu but she couldn’t look away.
Seeing Gu Qingjiu’s interested and impressed expression, the girl smiled. “With regards to knowledge about the assembly and dismantling of guns, we will get individual lessons for it. I’ve been here for a year. All these are not anything much, just basics.”
Gu Qingjiu looked up and smiled.
In a blink of an eye, the girl reassembled the gun again.
“I’m just doing a demonstration because an instructor will teach you the basics instead. You don’t have to be anxious. For now, you need to learn how to shoot.”
“You heard the drill sergeant. You have to hit the fifth circle on a ten meter target. You can use your eyes to estimate the distance. Please don’t think that this is like those dramas 6n TV where everyone is an insanely good shooter.”
“In fact, even if it was only a few meters, there are only a few who can hit vital spots. Take the bullseye for example, we have people who have trained for a year but still cannot hit the bullseye of an unmoving target which is just ten meters away. The worst one can miss eight out of ten times. What’s more to say when they change into moving targets.”
Upon hearing that, it startled Gu Qingjiu. “One year?”
A year didn’t guarantee that one could accurately hit the bullseye.
The harsh truth of the training shocked her.
“Because not everyone is a sharpshooter.” She smiled. “Besides, our training module is different from our comrades from the sniper division. We have other aspects to train, but shooting is not our focal point.
“As with many other abilities, shooting is only reliant on two things. One is talent and the other is the willingness to work hard. Hence why I said to not believe what dramas show you.”