The sun shone through the thin layer of clouds and onto the ground, bringing endless warmth to the world.
In the auxiliary police special training camp, Xiao Luo and the others were standing in two rows, straddling each other. Yan Wang and Feng Zixiao stood at the front of the line. The former was wearing sunglasses and a stern face, while the latter was looking at the special training team members in front of him with a gentle gaze.
"Damn it, they're always like this!" Liu Tieguo muttered softly.
Xiao Luo smiled and nodded. He agreed wholeheartedly, "Indeed."
"What are you muttering about over there? Repeat it loudly! "Yan Wang looked over and questioned them sternly.
Liu Tieguo was slightly taken aback. He puffed up his chest and raised his head. "Sir, I just said that Instructor Yan and Instructor Feng are very handsome!"
"Xiao Luo, what about you?"
"Sir, I replied that they are very handsome!" Xiao Luo said against his conscience.
"Don't think that I won't punish you just because you spoke the truth. Go, run five laps and come back," Yan Wang ordered sternly.
Liu Tieguo wanted to cry, but no tears came out. He shouldn't have said such a thing. He frowned and looked at Xiao Luo, meaning that he was sorry for dragging him down. Then, he started running around the huge track and field.
Xiao Luo didn't mind. Running five laps was nothing to him.
The other auxiliary police trainees couldn't help but laugh secretly. They felt that Liu Tieguo and Xiao Luo deserved it.
Yan Wang ordered again, "Everyone, turn right. Five laps of physical training. Run!"
The auxiliary police trainees were shocked. They were puzzled. Why did they have to run as well?
"What are you waiting for? How are you going to start today's training if you don't move your muscles? Run, or I'll kick you!" Yan Wang yelled with a gloomy face.
The group of people had no choice but to run unwillingly.
After they left, Yan Wang took out his phone from his pocket and took a picture of himself on the screen. He rubbed the stubble on his chin and muttered to himself, "Damn it, how did I become more handsome? Won't I always look like this?"
Feng Zixiao, who was beside him, almost fainted.
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When a row of firearms was delivered, the auxiliary police trainees were all excited and excited. Both men and women were curious and looking forward to this kind of lethal hot weapon.
Of course, Gu Qianxue and Xiao Luo were not among them.
Gu Qianxue had been exposed to firearms a long time ago because of her sister, Gu Qianlin. On the other hand, Xiao Luo had the constitution of the Mercenary King. Not only did he have the strength of the Mercenary King, but he also knew firearms like the back of his hand. It could be said that he was as familiar with firearms as his own hands.
"You can probably guess what we're going to learn today. That's right, firearms."
Yan Wang's voice rang out loud and clear. "When you're on duty, you'll be given a gun. If you don't even know how to use a gun, you'll be a laughingstock."
He picked up a black pistol, glanced at the auxiliary police trainees, and asked, "Does anyone know what gun this is?"
Everyone looked at each other, but no one could answer. After all, they all wanted a stable and decent job. They didn't know much about firearms.
"Type 92 pistol. The frame is made of polymer material. The magazine capacity is 15 9mm bullets and 20 5.8mm bullets. The effective range is 50 meters," Gu Qianxue said faintly.
Yan Wang looked at her with appreciation and nodded. "Yes, this is the Type 92 pistol. It was developed in 1987. In 1994, it was officially approved and handed over to the industrial department for research and development. In 2000, the design of the 5.8mm pistol and its bullets was finalized. Most of the police in our country use this gun."
He put down the Type 92 pistol and changed to a gun with a slightly shorter barrel. He looked directly at Xiao Luo and asked, "Xiao Luo, do you know what this gun is called?"
Xiao Luo shook his head. "Sir, I don't know!"
He really didn't know. The constitution of the Mercenary King gave him the knowledge of the famous guns abroad. Like the guns of Hua, they didn't have a name in his eyes. Anyway, they were the same when used.
"Hmph, ignorant and incompetent."
Yan Wang reprimanded him, and then looked at Gu Qianxue. "Gu Qianxue, you tell us."
Gu Qianxue glanced at the gun and said expressionlessly, "Type 77 pistol. It uses a free-fire automatic. Inertia lock. The firing pin moves parallel to the firing mechanism. The safety mechanism has a manual safety and a positional safety. The magazine capacity is nine rounds. The effective range is 50 meters."
Everyone was secretly shocked. They thought that Gu Qianxue was too awesome. Not only did she know the type of each pistol, but she could also describe their structure and characteristics. She was like a Baidu encyclopedia.
"Did you hear that clearly? Yes, this is the Type 77 pistol. Like the Type 92 pistol, it is the most common police gun in our country. "
Yan Wang put down the gun and walked to a pile of submachine guns. "Now that we are done talking about these two types of pistols, let's talk about this Type 79 light submachine gun. It was designed in 1979 and went into production in 1983. Its firing rate is as high as 1,000 rounds per minute. What does that mean? It means that it can fire 1,000 rounds per minute. "
"Wouldn't that be enough to turn someone into a meat sieve?"
"Yes, 1,000 rounds per minute. That's terrifying."
"The lethality is unimaginable."
Everyone couldn't help but gasp. It was hard to believe that a weapon that they had only seen on TV could be seen so closely in real life.
Yan Wang was very satisfied that he was able to intimidate this group of special trainees. He looked at Xiao Luo and asked seriously, "Xiao Luo, tell us about the other parameters of this submachine gun."
"Sir, I don't know," Xiao Luo replied.
"Hmph, you are illiterate and ignorant. Can you be a little more mature?" Yan Wang reprimanded him like a teacher from ancient times.
Xiao Luo was speechless. He was sure that Yan Wang hated him because he was scared by his punch in the gym that day. Otherwise, he wouldn't have embarrassed him like this.
Liu Tieguo expressed his sympathy.
"Gu Qianxue, you do it!" Yan Wang glanced at Gu Qianxue.
"Type 79 Lucky Submachine Gun, 7.62mm caliber, 1.75kg empty weight, 20 rounds capacity, effective range of 200 meters." Gu Qianxue clearly stated the information she knew.
"Look, look, you can't even compare to a girl. Xiao Luo, you disappoint me," Yan Wang said unrelentingly.
Xiao Luo didn't say anything. Anyway, it didn't hurt or itch. You can say whatever you want.
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After introducing the gun, Yan Wang threw out another important question. "What if the enemy points a gun at you at close range?"
Liu Tieguo immediately raised his hand excitedly. "I know, I know. If the enemy points a gun at us, we have to quickly block the muzzle with our fingers. That way, the bullet won't be able to be fired. It will even explode in the barrel and hurt the enemy."
Everyone couldn't help but laugh. If that was possible, pigs would have learned how to fly.
Feng Zixiao was also amused. He couldn't maintain his serious expression and laughed out loud.
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