Dewey knew very well that even if the bayonet repeatedly made him forget his military identity, the hidden dragon was essentially a troop, and obeying orders would always come first.

He had to stop training first, go back to his room to wash up and go to bed.

Lying on the bed, Dewey kept recalling the disassembly and assembly of various firearms, rehearsing them over and over again in his mind, until the second half of the night before falling asleep.

He felt that he hadn't slept for long, and he was woken up by a knock on the door, and it turned out that the mule on duty had come to call him to participate in the morning exercise.

Dewey washed his face with cool water, cheered himself up, and went to the morning exercise with the others.

After the morning exercise, before the meal was served, Dewey went into the conference room again and continued to practice hard. For a whole day, except for eating and dealing with the three urgents, his hands never stopped.

"58 seconds!"

The shepherd pressed the stopwatch and said happily to Dewey: "Okay, Xian'er, it really took two days to master these firearms, and you deserve to be the champion of the competition." ”

Dewey shook his head with a wry smile, he had exhausted all his strength, but it was still a long way from the shepherd, but at least he had fulfilled the requirements of the bayonet - disassembling any firearm within a minute.

The shepherd saw his thoughts and said with a smile: "Don't be in a hurry to speed up, this thing can't come in a hurry, you have to practice slowly." ”

Dewey also understood that if you want to increase your speed again, you can only practice consistently, increase your speed little by little, and there are no shortcuts other than this.

"I know, thank you for the past two days, it's delayed for you to fight the king." Dewey said.

"What's polite, play less a day or two and can't lack meat. Xian'er, you wait here first, I'll report to the bayonet and let him evaluate you. The shepherd said.

The shepherd soon went and returned, followed by the rest of the fourth team, and as soon as they entered, they began to gossip.

"That's right, Xian'er, I'm proficient so quickly."

"Come on, Xian'er, compare with me and see which of us is faster."

", mule, can you get a face, how long have you been practicing, how long has Xian'er been practicing."

"Xian'er, don't answer him, this kid just holds grudges and never misses a chance to retaliate......"

The bayonet interrupted them with a smile: "Okay, okay, don't make trouble, now let Xian'er show us." ”

Dewey also adapted to the group of teasing, especially the mules, and ignored his words, picked up a gun and began to disassemble it.

I saw his hands flying rapidly, and the parts fell off the table with his fingers, and soon the whole rifle became a pile of parts.

Immediately afterward, he picked up the parts one by one, quickly and accurately installed them in their original positions, and finally reassembled them into guns.

Crash!

Dewey pulled the bolt and said, "Disassembly is complete." ”

"57.29 seconds!"

The shepherd quickly reported his results and said, "Half a second better than just now." ”

The bayonet nodded and said: "It's really good, it's already very good to have this speed after just two days of practice." ”

"Well, I have the style I had back then, but it's still a little bit missing." The mule compares its thumb and forefinger to leave a tiny gap.

"How many were you?" Dewey couldn't help but ask.

"57.25 seconds, that's 0.04 faster than you!"

The mule chuckled triumphantly, and everyone else turned away with an expression on which I didn't recognize him.

Although Dewey was not angry with the mule just now, he still had some thoughts about the competition, but he didn't expect to try his best, but it only improved by half a second, which was 0.04 worse than the speed of the mule at that time.

Although this gap is negligible, it is always unhappy to be crushed by a mule.

"It's okay, this is the first one, and I have it behind me."

Dewey was aroused by his competitive spirit, and immediately picked up another gun and quickly disassembled it.

Crash!

"57.93 seconds!"

"Oh, Xian'er, you've regressed again!"

"Come again!"

"57.28 seconds!"

"Haha, that's not enough!"

"Come again!"

……

One rifle after another was disassembled and reloaded in Dewey's hands, but it never exceeded the mule's 57.25 seconds.

However, Dewey never gave up and tried his best to increase his speed.

"57.26 seconds!"

As the shepherd told the time for the last time, Dewey shook his head with a wry smile and said, "It seems that I still haven't been able to surpass you." ”

"Xian'er, don't you still have AK47, why don't you dismantle it?" The bayonet asked.

"Forget it, like the Type 56, although it has also been retired in China, there are still some of our brigades as courtesy guns, and I don't play less." Dewey explained.

"Again." said the bayonet.

"Okay."

The domestic Type 56 is a copy of the AK47, and although Dewey is not as proficient in it as the Type 95, it is definitely not comparable to other firearms.

"45.01 seconds!"

After listening to the shepherd's announcement, everyone applauded together, and several people gave Dewey a thumbs up.

Dewey was a little surprised, he was actually two seconds faster than his speed in China, and he actually played extraordinarily today.

"Mule, why don't you speak?" The old donkey asked with a malicious smile.

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." The mule said.

"Old donkey, you are too uninteresting, don't you know why the mule doesn't speak? Because Xian'er dismantled this gun faster than him! Wei Laoshi said.

The mule said angrily: "Nima is wet! You actually expose my old bottom, you look at my ......"

"I won't write it down for you!" Everyone added together.

The mule pointed his fingers at them one by one, gritted his teeth, and said, "None of you can run!" ”

"Am I faster than a mule?" Dewey reacted and asked with some disbelief.

"Okay, Xian'er, you remember. I don't think it's enough to hit my face once, I want to hit me twice, I have to write it down for you. The mule shouted.

"I said, mule, do you still have a face? I don't want to say you, your 57.25 seconds was your fastest time at the time, and that SCAR had this speed, which other one was so fast? Half of Xian'er's guns are dismantled faster than you, so your face has already been broken, okay? The bayonet said with a smile.

Dewey had just been competing with the mule, and he was stressing 57.25 seconds next to him, and he even forgot about the different speeds of disassembling and assembling different firearms.

"Bayonet!"

The mule made a sad look and said, "Don't you understand my painstaking efforts when others misunderstand me?" I am here to stimulate Xian'er's fighting spirit, but you expose my old bottom, you let me down too much! ”

Immediately afterwards, he showed a fierce face like a Sichuan opera changing face, and said: "Bayonet, I'll ask you a question, and you will ......"

"No need to ask," the bayonet interrupted him directly, "loved." ”

The mule wanted to ask him if he was afraid of his little book, but he didn't expect to get such an answer, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

The old donkey exclaimed beside him: ", what an affectionate confession, what a blind eye." ”

"Together, together!" The shepherds followed and coaxed.

"You, you, and you, no one can escape, I'll write it all down to you when I turn back!" The mule was angry and ruined.

"Yes, it must be written!"

The others fell into the well, but only the stones did not come in.

Dewey shook his head vigorously, the teasing of these guys was hopeless.

When the gizzling finally stopped, Dewey had time to ask, "Bayonet, will you start shooting tomorrow?" ”

After getting familiar with the construction of the firearm, the next step is to shoot live ammunition, so that you can master the performance of the firearm.

Unexpectedly, the bayonet shook his head and said, "It's still early to shoot, and we will continue to disassemble and assemble tomorrow." ”

"I know I'm not fast enough to disassemble and assemble, but I think I should hurry up and master the gun so that I can better complete the task, and as for disassembly and assembly, I won't stop practicing." Dewey said.

"Don't worry, because you just arrived, we have a month of special training, and we will not be on a mission for the time being, and your special training has just begun." said the bayonet.

"Okay, then I'll continue to practice disassembly and assembly, how far do I need to practice before I can start firing live ammunition?" Dewey asked.

Without live firing, it is impossible to truly master the performance of these firearms, and there will be an extra risk in future combat missions.

"It's to continue to practice disassembly and assembly, but we have to change the way we play." said the bayonet.

"What do you mean?" Dewey asked.

"Now you take all the guns apart, mix the parts together, and you put them together." said the bayonet.

Dewey frowned.

If yesterday let the shepherd drill be a dismount for himself, now this request is a bit excessive.

"Bayonets, there is no need for this, it is impossible to have a situation in reality where many models of firearm parts are mixed together." Dewey said.

Hearing Dewey's questioning, the bayonet was not angry and said, "Xian'er, you don't have much time for special training. I know you want to get a quick grasp of the performance of a firearm, but I'm going to tell you that it's useless to improve performance without fully mastering the construction of a gun. ”

"You have to know now that you are not in the kind of peaceful environment at home, where you can join the war anytime and anywhere, where it is not a drill and a competition, but a real life-and-death struggle. If you can't know weapons as well as your own hands, you can't get the most out of them. ”

He picked up the AK47 in his hand, pulled the bolt and pulled the trigger, and the rifle clicked softly.

"This gun should be the one you know best, can you tell what's wrong with it now?" The bayonet asked.

"This, you have to test shoot to know." Dewey said.

"I don't need to test fire, I can tell you right now that when you pull the bolt, you can feel that the reentry spring of this gun is slightly twisted, and the rate of fire will be reduced as a result, about 20 rounds per minute or so. In addition, it can be heard from the sound of air strikes, and its bolt is severely worn, and there is a possibility that it will be empty. The bayonet said.

Dewey's eyes widened.

He believed that in front of so many people, the bayonet would never lie, that is, he could judge the problem with this gun with just two simple operations.

"Bayonet, how did you do it?" Dewey couldn't help but ask.

"There is no him, but he is familiar with his hands, and he will naturally practice more. The special training content I arranged for you, each of us has practiced, as long as you complete all of them, although it is not up to my level, it will definitely save your life in battle. The bayonet said earnestly.

"I know, from now on, no matter how you arrange the bayonet, I will obey it unconditionally." Dewey said.