Although he said that he was not in a hurry, Liuyun had his own plans in his heart: a few months later, the white-eyed wolf who had healed his scars and forgot the pain made a comeback, and after being beaten for the second time, it stopped for two or three years, and then "relapsed the old disease"......

After returning to the dormitory, Liuyun took out his small notebook and pen from his bag and began to do preliminary calculations......

There are only two types of large-caliber machine gun cartridges available: the Type 54 12.7mm machine gun cartridge and the Type 56 14.5mm machine gun cartridge.

Although the Type 56 14.5mm machine gun is more ballistic, the recoil of the 14.5mm ammunition is also impressive: even with a high-performance brake, a single shot can dislocate the shooter's arm......

The 12.7mm machine gun cartridge is used on anti-materiel rifles, in addition to the smaller recoil, there are also ready-made references, such as Mi Guoguo's Barrett, who was blown to the gods.

However, the domestic 12.7mm bullet has a much better ammunition base than the 12.7mm ammunition used in the Barrett anti-materiel rifle: the domestic bullet is 9 mm longer than the American-made ammunition, and a longer bullet means better aerodynamics.

After determining the bullet, all that remains is to optimize the performance of the warhead, and then design the rifling and barrel according to the bullet......

Just when Liuyun was so busy that he was dizzy, the new roommate arrived......

"Hello! I am He Zhijun of the Jinling Military Region! ”

Liuyun was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly introduced himself: "Chuncheng Military Region, Liu Yun." ”

"Spring City Military Region?" He Zhijun, who looked honest, his eyes lit up, "Then you just came back from the battlefield not long ago, right?" ”

Liuyun nodded......

"Can you tell me about the battlefield?"

Before Liuyun could speak, someone pushed the door in again: "Hello, I'm from the Jinling Military Region, my name is Yan Lin!" ”

Liuyun stared at He Zhijun with a smile......

He Zhijun had to introduce himself and Liu Yun again.

Hearing that Liuyun was a "landlord", Yan Lin's eyes also lit up: "Comrade Liu Yun, can you introduce the situation on the battlefield?" ”

"Okay," Liuyun sighed, put away the small notebook, and sat on the edge of the bed, "Although we returned from a big victory, it is not that we have no losses at all, because with Su Xiu's support, the equipment of the white-eyed wolf is no worse than ours, their main force, ordinary soldiers are all equipped with AK47, that is, the prototype of the 56 submachine gun, and ......"

Liuyun spoke for more than an hour......

After a long time, He Zhijun came back to his senses and sighed: "So miserable? ”

"There is no worst, only worse!" Liuyun sighed and patted the bed under his buttocks, "The camp we are in now was originally supposed to be a heavy company, but now it has been revoked!" ”

"That's right," Liuyun looked up at He Zhijun and Yan Lin who were still reminiscing, "You guys hurry up and clean up, when everyone arrives, they don't know how to clean up us!" ”

"Two," He Zhijun glanced outside the door, turned around and whispered gossip, "I heard that the one in charge of training seems to be an old reconnaissance unit from Hu Jian's side......"

Listening to He Zhijun telling the "black history" of the Liangshan Brigade in a serious manner, Liuyun's stomach almost burst with laughter, but for the sake of the "class position", Liuyun could only hold back hard and not let himself laugh.

Just when Liuyun was about to take it anymore, Yan Lin came out to the rescue......

"Lao He, I'm hungry!"

He Zhijun stopped and glanced at Liuyun: "Comrade Liu Yun, please take us to the canteen!" ”

After the three of them left the dormitory, they found that many of the soldiers who had participated in the training had already arrived at the training base. During the meal, He Zhijun met two comrades-in-arms who were also from the Jinling Military Region, Gao Dazhuang and Mada.

After eating, Liuyun did not roll the road with the four-person group of the Jinling Military Region, but returned to the dormitory and continued to toss the anti-materiel rifles......

The next day, the last cadet of the four-person dormitory arrived: the railway, from the Capital Military District, a strong man with a smile on his face......

After receiving the equipment, the training camp began.

In charge of basic training was Li Jian's Siberian Tiger squadron. According to the usual practice, Li Jian gave all the trainees a dismount: a weight-bearing armed off-road ...... with unlimited mileage

The soldiers of the Chuncheng Military Region who had just come down from the battlefield were quite adaptable, but the soldiers of other military regions were a little uncomfortable: after running a few kilometers, the military uniforms on their bodies were soaked, and they were stuck to their bodies, how uncomfortable and uncomfortable they were; If you want to take off your clothes, you still have a large backpack of 20 kilograms on your back......

Liuyun and Yan Lin silently followed behind He Zhijun and the railway, secretly watching the two of them secretly compete.

Soon someone couldn't stand it anymore, sat down on the ground, and stared at the members of the Siberian Tiger squadron who were accompanying him: "I will be a commander in the future, there are armored vehicles and tanks, there is no need for this!" ”

Li Jian, who was running at the front of the team, heard the "provocation", the corners of his mouth raised, turned his head, and stared at the "eldest young master" with a smile: "Give you three choices, one, fight with my people, win, my people will backpack for you, two, you and my people change backpacks, if you don't choose either, I will allow you to withdraw from training!" ”

Hearing that there was an opportunity to challenge the instructor, the "eldest young master" was happy: "I'll choose the first one!" ”

Li Jian was also happy: he was worried about how to hack the monkey, and the rooster stuck his head on the board......

"Zhao Dabao, come on!"

Seeing that the instructor team sent a small man, the "eldest young master" showed a smug smile on his face: "Instructor, this is your choice!" ”

After speaking, the "eldest young master" put down his backpack and played a set of long punches......

Most of the students in the team were frightened by the "big young master" tiger and tiger routine, and their faces showed a look of hope.

Waiting for the "eldest young master" to finish the routine, Zhao Dabao took off his backpack, slowly walked to the other party, and asked with a smile: "Can you start?" ”

Seeing that the other party was not bluffed, the "eldest young master" leaned slightly to the side and stretched out his hand: "You let the horse come!" ”

As soon as the words of "Big Young Master" fell, Zhao Dabao had already rushed to him; Before the "young master" could make a move, Zhao Dabao's arm had already locked the other party's neck......

Silver-like pewter gun head, you can't count on it!

Everyone got up from the ground, slung their backpacks over their shoulders, and continued walking......

"Wait a minute, I'm not ready yet!"

"That's fine!" He was really ready to drive Li Jianle, and glanced back at Zhao Dabao, "Dabao, you are here waiting for this comrade-in-arms to be ready, and have a good fight with him!" ”

When he said "good", Li Jian deliberately raised his voice.

Liuyun glanced back at the "Great Young Master", sighed slightly, and then pulled Yan Lin up who was sitting on the ground......

Half an hour later, all the students saw the "big young master" who had been "contested" again: I don't know if the members of the Siberian Tigers were all under the impression of Liuyun, they all suffered from obsessive-compulsive disorder, and the bruises on the young master's face were all symmetrical......

The young master, who looks like a national treasure, caused the students to laugh......

The young master, who suffered a "great shame", called home that night, but in response to his father's scolding......

Only then did the young master know that the establishment of the training camp was at the division level, and the chief officer of the training camp was also at the level of a full teacher, one level higher than his own old man......

There is no revenge, but the training must continue......