Chapter 2924
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Some of the soldiers were too tired and fell asleep with their rifles in their arms. However, they were rudely kicked awake by their comrades. When they found out what was going on, they picked up their luggage and ran over with their comrades.
When the rest of the participants from the other countries saw this, they did not understand what was going on. They looked at each other in confusion.
"What are they doing? What are they trying to do? "
"I'm not sure, but they are all running towards the Chinese camp."
"Are they on good terms? They do seem very friendly. I'm curious what the American soldiers are trying to do. "
The low voices did not reach Ye Chien's ears. When the American commander, who was communicating with Xia Jinyuan, learned about the request made by his soldiers and the Chinese female soldiers generously expressed that there was no problem with it, his eyes flashed with obvious surprise. He smiled at Xia Jinyuan and said, "I can't believe it either. This should be considered a military secret."
"Just like changing magazines with one hand, it was originally a military secret of your country. Later on, it became a must-learn skill for the special forces of all countries. It also became a must-learn skill for us commandos."
As he spoke, the commander swung the rifle on his back to his chest and finished changing magazines with one hand in front of Xia Jinyuan. It was obvious that he had practiced it a lot.
Xia Jinyuan laughed. Changing the magazine with one hand was invented by a soldier in our army during a self-defense counterattack. It only took two to three seconds to change the old and new magazines. It was much faster than the regular method. It was a very practical tactical move.
Later on, it spread and became a must-learn move for the frontline combat troops. Decades later, it was still practical.
Changing magazines with one hand, holding the gun with the right hand, taking out the magazine with the left hand, and then using the new magazine with the left hand, the new magazine would be pushed forward. The empty magazine would be pushed forward, and the empty magazine would fall. At the same time, the new magazine would be reloaded.
Ye Chien did this move more amazingly than any other male soldier. It could be said to be perfect.
If he learned these movements, he could indeed learn them, and he would even surpass his master.
However, it would be difficult to reach Ye Chien's speed.
Just like how she could shoot accurately with a raised gun, the soldiers of the Snowfield Brigade went back to the base and practiced countless times. In the end, they were all defeated.
It was impossible to master it.
Talent was such a strange thing.
Therefore, even though Ye Chien had promised to demonstrate it to the soldiers, they had to learn it first.
Xia Jinyuan, whose face was covered in paint, picked up the old magazine that Commander Mei threw out. He made a "please" gesture and said, "You can watch it together."
They weren't afraid of being learned. They were so open that even the special forces from other countries wanted to come over and take a look.
So what if he looked? He wasn't afraid of being seen.
Ye Chien and her comrades all thought the same way.
She reenacted the mistake she made before firing the rifle, removed the magazine, took out a bullet, hit the bolt with force, and changed the holster … The Special Forces soldiers of various countries watching her couldn't help holding their breaths when they saw her actions that were faster than ordinary people's.
She was too fast, too fast. She was so fast that they couldn't even see her movements clearly. Some of them only blinked a few times before Ye Chien was done.
The American soldier who was counting the time was dumbfounded when he heard the sound of the magazine being loaded.
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"How long?" The American commander asked the soldier who was keeping time.
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