Kirilenko arranged for his men to send the two girls back, and Feng Yu sat down with him for breakfast.
Muffins, sausages, bread, jam, fruits, black tea. The Soviet Union's breakfast was very sumptuous. Feng Yu tried his best to eat the food in front of him.
"Feng, didn't you say that you are envious of soldiers? They can use guns whenever they want during breakfast. I'll take you to the shooting range to play today. Do you still have the energy? "Kirilenko raised his eyebrows and asked.
Feng Yu's eyes brighten up. Of course, he was interested. Most men like to shoot guns. Other than hunting rifles, Feng Yu had never touched any other guns in his life.
As for energy, Feng Yu did not sleep well last night and did not do any physical activity. Last night, Elena used her towel to seduce Feng Yu again. Feng Yu ran over and picked up the towel to wrap it around her.
Although Elena had a slim figure and long legs, she had a big weakness. Maybe it was because she was dancing, or she was still underdeveloped. She had no breasts!
This also made Feng Yu realize that Elena was still a child. Although he was not a saint, he would not do anything to a child. He would feel guilty if he did that!
If Elena was 18 years old, Feng Yu does not know if he can control himself.
To stop Elena from doing anything stupid, Feng Yu asked her what her leader had promised her and why Feng Yu had to sleep with her.
Elena told a lie. She changed the opportunity to lead a dance to the Russian Dance Troupe instead of the leader's promise. She wept and wept about her mother's loneliness, appearing very helpless and pitiful.
In the end, Feng Yu could not control himself and agreed to help Elena. He promised to ask his friend to transfer Elena to another job. Elena smiled and said that other than her body, there was nothing else she could do.
Feng Yu quickly waved his hand. Forget it. If you can't sleep, then we can chat. But don't think about other things. He also advised Elena to take care of her body, which was not something that could be traded.
Elena told Feng Yu about the happy days when she was learning to dance. She also told him about the living standards of the people in the Soviet Union. Feng Yu listened attentively. This would help him understand the current Soviet Union better.
The two chatted until midnight. Elena went back to her bedroom and fell asleep on the soft bed. Feng Yu could only sleep on the sofa. He didn't have a good night's rest. How could he not have dark circles under his eyes?
However, now that he heard that he could go and shoot, he was instantly energized!
"Brother Ki, it's a deal. What guns can we play with?"
"Other than heavy machine guns, which are a little troublesome, normal pistols and rifles are not a problem. I can also give you a light machine gun to play with. By the way, are you interested in grenades? "
Feng Yu quickly waved his hand: "I don't care about grenades. Guns are good enough."
He heard that soldiers who went to war for the first time would die in the hands of their own people. One of the unluckiest cases was when their own people threw a grenade into their own camp.
Feng Yu had never played this game before. What if he got nervous, or his hands slipped, and he got KO'd?
Feng Yu was satisfied with Kirilenko's arrangement. He did not know that this was Kirilenko's arrangement. Kirilenko was only doing this to earn Feng Yu's favor.
After breakfast, a car came to pick them up. Feng Yu was impressed by Kirilenko's ability to get things done. If Kirilenko knew that Feng Yu was ungrateful to him, he would cry in the toilet.
Feng Yu took a nap in the car, and the driver woke him up. They had arrived. Feng Yu looked at his watch. It was slightly more than an hour, and the distance was not too far.
Kirilenko had thought that they would need to reach the sparsely populated military district, and it would take at least 2 hours. He did not expect it to be so fast.
After alighting from the car, Feng Yu saw Kirilenko in his military uniform. He greeted Kirilenko and brought him to change into his camouflage uniform.
"Feng, this is Instructor Lev. He will give you some simple instructions." Kirilenko introduced an instructor to Feng Yu, and he went to the side to assemble the guns. Feng Yu could tell that Kirilenko was familiar with guns.
Lev told Feng Yu not to point his gun at other people, and if he saw any signs, he should lower his gun and stop shooting. After that, Lev brought Feng Yu to pick a gun.
Is this the real Black Star? The type 54 Police pistol is an imitation of it. Oh, it should be called TT-33 in the Soviet Union. This pistol is beautiful, too. Hold it. This, this, and this are all beautiful.
When Feng Yu was choosing his first pistol, he had difficulty choosing! There are so many types of military pistols in the Soviet Union, and all of them are beautiful. Feng Yu wants to try all of them.
"Can I try all of them?"
Lev: "… …"
Try all of them? There are more than a dozen types of pistols here. If you fire one magazine for each of them, you will not even be able to hold your spoon during dinner.
"Mr Feng, I suggest you pick two. Don't you want to try other firearms? There are rifles over there. "
After hearing the instructor's reminder, Feng Yu understood and chose a TT-33 and a Makarov pistol. This pistol was an imitation in China and was called Type 59 pistol.
When it comes to rifles, Feng Yu's first choice is the AK-47. AK-47 is one of the most important rifles in the world. Even before Feng Yu's rebirth, AK-47 was still famous. But most of the AK-47 was used by terrorists, and most of them were made in the Soviet Union.
The second rifle, Instructor Lev recommended to Feng Yu the Mosin rifle. This rifle can be equipped with a scope, and it is the most common rifle used by military officers and their families. It is also suitable for beginners.
As for the machine gun, Instructor Lev suggested to Feng Yu not to pick first. He wants to see if Feng Yu still has the strength in his arms after firing all the bullets from these 4 types of guns.
Damn, are you looking down on me? It's only 4 types of guns, and I can only fire one magazine for each gun. How can I not have the strength? Although I am not as strong as a bull, I am still a man!
"Feng, are you done picking? Let's go to the indoor shooting range and try the pistols?" Kirilenko asked like a boss. He seems to be very confident in his shooting skills.
"Ok. Do you want to have a competition?" Feng Yu regretted after saying this. Damn! I should just think about it in my heart and not say it out loud.
Kirilenko looked at Feng Yu suspiciously: "You want to compete with me in shooting? Fine. I will give you a handicap of 2 bullets. Get me two decent pistols, Lev. "
Damn! This is too insulting. These 2 pistols have a capacity of 8 bullets, and you still want me to give you a handicap of 2 bullets? With Feng Yu's temper, he will definitely … … accept it!
"Hmph! This is what you said. Don't think that you will disgrace the Soviet Union if you lose!" Feng Yu took the opportunity to raise the stakes to a higher level. Who asked you to keep bragging about your marksmanship? Let's see who will be disgraced later!
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