Rebirth of Bayi Fishing and Hunting in the Northwest

Chapter 342: Militiamen are also soldiers, so we should not take them lightly

The next day, the militia assembled and the first thing they did was to go to the captain's house to get guns.

The guns were just brought back from the countryside. Several large green wooden boxes had their lids opened, with half a dozen or so guns placed inside. You could smell the gun oil, as they had all been cleaned and maintained before being put in.

"Li Long, yours. This time you are the squad leader, leading five or six charges..."

"I'd still go for five, six, and a half." Li Long waved his hand. "Five or six doesn't get me used to it."

"Squad leader, bring the five-six-charged rifle." Xu Chengjun waved his hand. "Take it first during training. It's for practicing tactics. When the navy is not here, you will be the squad leader of the squad in your settlement. Squad leader should act like a squad leader and bring the five-six-charged rifle! Remember to give him a five-six-charged rifle, an oil bottle, a gun cleaning cloth, a belt of bullets, and two spare magazines."

Well, Li Long had no choice. Since he was assigned to be the squad leader, he had to be obedient.

A team is called a militia company, but in fact it is a platoon. If they really want to form a company, they can actually recruit people, such as Li Jianguo, who is in his thirties.

But too many people is not good either. Now it is not like before. In the past, when everyone was a soldier, both the basic militia and the ordinary militia had to participate in training. The basic militia training required a long period of time off work. The ordinary militia also had to participate in military training.

At that time, it would definitely be no problem for a village to form a militia company - even the village where Li Long is now has a smaller population than a group in the city.

But now we need to develop the economy, so we can't just pull the whole village out for training. Think about it, according to the organization, a township is a militia battalion, and a county is at most a militia regiment. If each village really has a militia company, then a township with more than a dozen villages will definitely have a militia regiment. What should the county do? Set up a militia division?
It's unreasonable and unnecessary.

So there are three militia points in the team. Ten or eight young men are selected from each settlement to form a militia squad. There are three militia squads in a team, which is called a militia company, which is actually the size of a platoon.

Unlike later generations when militia groups were training and were issued uniform camouflage uniforms, at this time everyone wore their own clothes, which were varied and of course the colors were more similar, black, blue or brown, anyway, dark colors were the right color.

Each person also carries a bullet bag. This green bullet bag has been washed to a pale color and does not look quite green, which helps to unify the group.

A squad had three submachine guns, and the rest had five, six, and a half. Some people liked the weapons in their hands and couldn't let go of them, while some people felt that their weapons were not as good as others', so they exchanged them with others.

"Now that we have the guns, come and sign. After signing, the squad leader will lead us to find a place to practice disassembling the guns. You must be familiar with disassembling the guns, but you must not make the guns dirty. In the afternoon, we will gather at the Old Horse and find a flat ground to practice tactics."

Xu Chengjun is a veteran, and he said it's all a set of exercises: "Two hours in the morning and two hours in the afternoon every day. Mainly practice tactics and aiming. In the last few days, take half a day to practice grenade throwing. We will throw real grenades in the final assessment. Everyone, pay attention. Don't drop the grenade under your feet. If you blow yourself up, no one will care."

As he spoke, he mentioned everything that needed to be reminded and arranged. In fact, everyone knew that militia training was no longer the main task, otherwise the time for concentrated training would not have been changed from two or three months a year to half a month. Li Long knew that in a few years, let alone half a month, it would be good to find time to concentrate on training for ten days in the summer.

After all, there are fewer and fewer young people in the village. Some go to school, some work, and those on the roster are just on the roster. It is really difficult to gather them together.

"Class 2, follow me to the old horse room." Li Long signed, and after everyone in his group signed, he shouted, "Let's practice disassembling the gun first, and clean the gun by the way. I don't know who maintained this gun, the gun oil is so thick..."

Xu Chengjun was relieved when he heard what Li Long said. He was a veteran. He seemed unreliable before, but now he sounds so good.

Experienced gunners all know that guns need to be boxed and not used for a long time. When maintaining the gun, they usually dip a lot of gun oil on the gun cloth. This is because they are afraid that the gun oil will be insufficient in the dry environment of the northwest, and eventually the gun body and barrel will rust due to weather changes. It is better to have more than less.

But if you want to use the gun after unpacking it, the excess gun oil will affect its usage and you will have to wipe it again.

Li Long took nine people from his class to the Lao Ma Hao. Tao Daqiang was in another class, and Yang Yongqiang from his class was there, but the others were also familiar with each other, as they lived in the same settlement and often saw each other. They were not strangers and laughed and joked with each other.

When they arrived at the Lao Ma Hao, Li Long took the man to his room, moved the coffee table away, found some old newspapers and spread them out, then said:
"Don't look down on anyone. Sit on the ground. Each of you have a newspaper. Take the gun apart by yourself. Put it apart and put it back together. Do it several times. You may be tested on this later. I don't ask you to take first place, but just don't embarrass yourself in the last sentence."

The disassembly and assembly of weapons is the most basic operation in firearms training. Now that the gun has been issued, it will be kept by you for half a month. At this time, the barrel is very loose. If there are bullets, some people will secretly go to the wild to shoot a few rounds, go hunting for fun or something.

Li Long saw the others starting to move, so he put the oil bottle aside and started to disassemble the gun.

In other words, decomposition and combination.

Turn on the safety, remove the magazine, pull out the catch, remove the receiver cover, remove the recoil spring, pull out the bolt and recoil mechanism, turn the sight wheel, and remove the upper handguard...

The fifth and sixth charge that Li Long got was a flat thorn, the kind with "green military uniform, red epaulettes, the strongest land soldier on the face of the earth". He pressed it down to make it separate from the barrel, and then shook his hand, and the flat thorn would pop into place handsomely.

The submachine gun has a short body, and I always feel that it is not as powerful as the 5.65-mm submachine gun without bullets.

Of course, everyone has their own strengths.

After disassembling the gun and putting it in place, Li Long tore off a piece of gun cleaning cloth and began to wipe the oil off each component.

Seeing some young men fighting, Li Long would just shout to stop them. It is normal for young people to be energetic, as long as they don't violate any major rules, that's normal.

In the morning, everyone was tired after just one hour of disassembly and assembly. Li Long did not force everyone to practice more. The disassembly and assembly were almost the same, and they were disassembled one by one. Those who were proficient went home directly, and those who were not proficient disassembled a few more times here. The training was relatively flexible, as long as it was guaranteed that when Xu Chengjun was assessed, the people in his class would have no problems with disassembly and assembly.

After all, he is a militiaman with a gun in his hand. If there is a problem with the disassembly and assembly, it would be a real slap in the face.

After lunch, there is tactical training in the afternoon.

Everyone was wearing thick clothes. Those who had participated in the training knew the situation. This meant that they had to lie down and stand up repeatedly in the snow and run. It was quite hot when running, but when others were running, you had to watch them, and then it would be cold. When Li Long gathered the class at the Lao Ma Hao and brought them over, Xu Chengjun had not arrived yet, and the people from the other two classes were scattered to three or five people.

They were all chatting there.

There are also some veteran soldiers who know how to lie down and stand up with a gun, pass through the security zone with a gun, and crawl a few meters, but they are not very good at any of them.

You can't do anything to such a person. You say he is disobedient, but he can do whatever you say. You say he is obedient, but every movement he makes seems a little uncoordinated.

To be honest, when I saw the old soldiers doing these tactical moves, they were really coordinated and had a lot of beauty. But some people can forcefully make something beautiful look awkward.

Just like the same clothes and the same body shape, some people look extremely generous in them, while some people look shabby in them no matter how they wear them - Chen Xiaoer, I'm not talking about you.

When Xu Chengjun came over in green military uniform and armed, there were still two people who had not arrived. He first gathered everyone together and announced the content of today's training.

Sure enough, he lay down and stood up with a gun.

After that, he gave everyone a neat demonstration.

After the demonstration was over, the two men came over with guns.

"Are you fucking deaf?" Xu Chengjun didn't give the two men any face. "If you're still late on the battlefield, I'll shoot you with one shot! No one says anything about you being lazy at ordinary times, but now that we're in military training, you're still doing this. Do you think militiamen are not soldiers? I tell you, since you've joined this team, you have to treat yourselves as soldiers! Go, run five laps around the old horse number!
Anyone who dares to stop during the race will have to run faster! I tell you, this is considered a first offense, and you will be punished physically! If you do it again next time, I will directly deduct your work points!"

Xu Chengjun's reprimand of the two militiamen not only made the two militiamen feel the seriousness of the matter, but also made others understand that although the militia training this time was short, the requirements would not be lowered.

Li Long looked at Xu Chengjun, who was usually cheerful and cheerful, but now became so majestic. He began to understand why there were so many people in the team who were older and more prestigious than him, but in the end he was made the team leader and village director.

Sometimes, being a leader requires not only fairness, but also some dominance, or a tough and ruthless mentality.

Otherwise, we won’t be able to control those hooligans.

Li Long clearly felt that after Xu Chengjun got angry, the attitudes of those old foxes became much more serious.

Maybe they are also afraid of having their work points deducted - for the old hands, they are not afraid of running. If they can't run fast, can they run slower?

But deducting work points is a different matter. The work points earned by the family have been made public. If some are deducted because of not training well, it would be strange if I don’t get scolded by my family when I go back.

After the training became formalized, Xu Chengjun first let all the platoon members go through it one by one, pointed out everyone's mistakes, and then had each squad leader take them aside to train individually.

After training for more than half an hour, the atmosphere became lively again during the break.

The two late guys didn't say much the whole time. I don't know if they felt embarrassed or they hadn't recovered from the scolding from the captain.

The first day of training went smoothly. The sun was up, there was no wind, and the snow was thick, so I didn't feel any pain when I lay on my side. The second day's training was different. The sky was overcast, and the northwest wind was blowing hard, but the training had to continue. According to Xu Chengjun, the commune stipulated that training should be conducted during this period, and the officers of the township armed forces department would go to each village to watch. If you take a break at this time and are caught by the township people, wouldn't you be caught red-handed? At that time, the discomfort would probably not last for a short time.

Anyway, when Li Long returned to the Lao Ma Hao after training, his face was numb, and he rubbed it with snow for a long time before it recovered. On the third day, someone said that his face was burning. After asking, I found out that he didn't rub it with snow after returning home, but directly roasted it by the fire, and he didn't expect it to burn.

Another careless person.

While Li Long was training with peace of mind, Li Jianguo took a few people to Shicheng to sell fish every day.

After the first day, in the following days, Li Long could see them going early every day, with each truck carrying more than twenty bags of fish. On the third day, they started pulling the fish out of the house - the bags of fish placed outside had been emptied.

There are a lot of fish in the two rooms, plus there are some in the big yard in the county. It is definitely impossible to sell them all in a short time.

Li Jianguo would settle Li Long's account every day after he came back, and each time it was about 500 or 600 yuan. After Li Long got the money, he also gave his brother 50 yuan each time. According to him, this was the management fee.

Li Jianguo didn't want it at first, but Li Long gave it to him forcefully, so he just took it.

On the seventh day of the militia training, they began to practice aiming. During this period, the township's armed minister and his staff really came to inspect, which made everyone know that what Xu Chengjun said was true. Seeing these militiamen training seriously in the snow in the winter, they were also very satisfied.

Shooting training without live ammunition is actually the most boring. Especially in the snow. It's okay on cloudy days, but on sunny days, looking at the target a hundred meters away, the vignetting is very serious.

Li Long lay there wanting to sleep, but his body was cold - if he hadn't been wearing the fur coat and fur pants made temporarily by his sister-in-law, his lower body might have been frozen stiff by now.

Even so, it's still uncomfortable.

Just hold on for two more days. After two more days, we will have to fight with live ammunition. (End of this chapter)

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