Type 21 heavy machine gun

  Yuan Jing has found her own career these days and is busy with joy. When Mrs. Zhang returned, she was noisy and knew about it, but just like others, she only took a look at the excitement. When Luo Yi came to find her, she was teaching a group of children who were dragging their noses to recognize words. Under the soldiers' repeated urging, she left some homework for the children and reluctantly returned to the barracks.

  "Yuan Jing, come and take a look at this good thing." Luo Yi said mysteriously.

  "What good things can you have? Hurry up and take them out, don't delay my lesson for the kids." Yuan Jing didn't give any face at all, and lazily replied.

  Luo Yi opened a trunk: "Look at this, isn't it good stuff."

  Yuan Jing leaned over to take a look and couldn't help but get excited: "Wow, textbooks, chalk, and a triangle board... this is great, our school is finally legitimate!"

  Luo Yi pretended to scold angrily: "Cut it out, just now you looked like I owed you a lot of money. You ate so many of my pheasants for free and didn't even give me a good face."

  Yuan Jing knew that Luo Yi was not serious, so she smiled slyly and said: "Okay, okay, I apologize to you. Thanks for having a good heart towards the kids." This girl, who just a few days ago pretended to be a heroine, now that she's familiar with Luo Yi, has revealed her true nature, which is no different from ordinary girls.

  Luo Yi said: "Just saying thanks is not enough. You have to help me with some work, and then these materials will be yours to distribute."

  "What's wrong with you? You're doing something good and yet you still want to negotiate conditions?"

  "Help me pack this thing up." Luo Yi opened the box containing the heavy machine gun to let Yuan Jing see.

  Yuan Jing's eyes widened, her face suddenly flushed bright red, just like a greedy child seeing a box of chocolates, excited to the point of almost jumping up: "Wow, heavy machine gun! Where did it come from?"

  "Will you install this?"

  "Of course!"

  "Then, can you help me pack it up?"

  "Stop talking and come help!" Yuan Jing replied bluntly. After finishing, she directed Lu Shuangyong and others to move the parts of the heavy machine gun from the box, carefully placing them on the ground. Lu Shuangyong had already put his sleeping mat on the ground, afraid of damaging a part. In fact, this kind of heavy machine gun was designed for harsh battlefield environments, so it's not afraid of such minor bumps.

  Yuan Jing was considered an intellectual in the Red Army, so she had participated in some advanced military training and learned how to disassemble, assemble and perform simple maintenance on heavy machine guns. Although the Red Army wasn't luxurious enough to equip each company with heavy machine guns, it was necessary for some grassroots commanders to master some techniques, just in case they captured these equipment on the battlefield and could use them immediately. Under Yuan Jing's guidance, a Maxim heavy machine gun appeared before everyone with great fanfare.

  "Really new......" Yuan Jing stroked the blued steel on the gun, praising without stopping, "Luo Yi, do you know that our whole regiment only has one heavy machine gun, and it was even captured from Baidogzi, an old piece of junk. If we had such a new machine gun, how many fewer people would have died in battle?"

  "Will it work?" Luo Yi asked.

  "What's the point of even saying it? Where's the bulletproof vest?"

  Luo Yi was startled: "You don't want to try it out here, do you? Shuang Yong, let's go, carry this thing and head to the shooting range on the west side of town."

  Lu Shuangyong called over a few soldiers, and they carried heavy machine guns and ammunition boxes to the shooting range. The soldiers were no less interested in the heavy machine gun than Yuan Jing, carrying so many things on their shoulders and running along the way. Yuan Jing had already forgotten about her students who were lagging behind in class, excitedly following everyone. Along the way, she kept talking to Luo Yi about her limited experience with heavy machine guns in the past, repeating herself several times, just like a Red Army version of Shanglin Auntie. Luo Yi wasn't very interested in her story, but he did learn one thing: Yuan Jing had never actually fired a heavy machine gun before.

  Upon arrival at the shooting range, Lu Shuangyong ordered a sweep of the area. The soldiers ran back and forth several times to confirm that there were no civilians watching from nearby, then set up the heavy machine guns.

  The shooting range is a product of Luo Yi's large-scale camp construction plan, located in a mountain ditch about two kilometers outside Zhu Shan Town. It is surrounded by fences and equipped with various targets for different purposes, as well as trenches for the target spotters to hide in. Everything was designed according to standard specifications. In his previous life, Luo Yi often played with guns at the armed police's shooting range, so he had some concept of how a shooting range should be built. The targets were made by the town's carpenters, as Zhu Shan Town was not wealthy but had an abundance of wood.

  Mounting the heavy machine gun and loading the ammunition belt, Yuan Jinghuan lay on the ground with joy, hugging the gun with both hands, asking Luo Yi:

  "Can I hit it?"

  Luo Yi waved his hand like those imposing commanders in movies: "Fire!"

  Yuan Jing pulled the trigger, and the heavy machine gun suddenly roared to life, startling everyone. A burst of bullets flew towards a target hundreds of meters away, and as they watched intently, they saw that the target didn't move an inch, but the small trees and grass around it were hit by the bullets, sending branches and leaves flying everywhere.

  "Can you shoot?" Luo Yi asked gloomily.

  "This gun... is too shaky." Yuan Jing released the trigger, saying with a sad face. The recoil of the heavy machine gun was very large, and with Yuan Jing's small arms and legs, it was really uncontrollable.

  Luo Yi heard this, leaned over beside her, stretched out his hand and grasped Yuan Jing's hand on the machine gun, helping her control it. Yuan Jing took a deep breath, opened fire again, and this time the machine gun no longer jumped around wildly. After a burst of "da-da-da" sounds, the target in front was first shot into several pieces, then fell to the ground like it had been cut down at the waist.

  "We did it!" Yuan Jing cheered, and when she wanted to clap her hands, she only then discovered that Luo Yi's hand was still holding hers with ill intentions and refused to let go. Her face turned red as she struggled to pull her hand out of Luo Yi's grasp, then glared at him reproachfully and whispered, "What are you doing, taking advantage of me?"

  "Uh, no intention... cough, no intention." Luo Yi explained in a low voice.

  Yuan Jing glanced around, fortunately, the people around him were still immersed in the joy of a successful test shot, and no one noticed their little movements.

  Lu Shuangyong stepped forward: "Let me try!"

  Yuan Jing knew that this thing was not her own toy, and she didn't want to occupy it, so she gave up the position. Lu Shuangyong lay down in Yuan Jing's original position, and Yuan Jing squatted beside him, directing him. The soldiers on the opposite side had already replaced the target with a new one. Lu Shuangyong was excited and pulled the trigger, missing the first few shots, but after adjusting slightly, he accurately hit the target. To say that Lu Shuangyong's military quality was indeed better than Yuan Jing's, and his strength was greater. Operating heavy machine guns like this was originally half physical labor.

  "I'll give it a try too!"

  "I want to try too!"

  "Let me play with it for a bit."

  The soldiers who followed one by one to apply, Lu Shuangyong sternly said: "Is this for playing? This gun is fired with dozens of bullets. Do you think everyone wants to play, are there so many bullets to shoot?"

  Luo Yi smiled and said, "Shuang Yong, let them all play for a bit, 30 rounds per person. After they're done, don't make any more trouble. Later we'll choose the machine gunner and use 3,000 rounds of ammunition to practice."

  Lu Shuangyong knew that Luo Yi had always been a spendthrift, so when he heard him say this, he waved his hand and let the soldiers try out the guns. Yuan Jing stayed by the machine gun, teaching each person how to fire it, one after another, without any sign of impatience. Lu Shuangyong walked over to Luo Yi's side and said to him: "Luozi, who else would you choose as a machine gunner? It has to be me."

  Luo Yi burst out laughing: "You're no longer a deputy battalion commander? Now you're a machine gunner?"

  "It's enough for you to be the company commander, I don't need to be the deputy company commander, it's better to be a machine gunner. In the past, we fought several battles with the National Army, and their heavy machine guns made me jealous, the bullets were like hailstones. One sweep and a row of people fell... However, at that time, I really hated their machine gunners, many brothers fell there."

  Luo Yi stuck his mouth to Lu Shuangyong's ear and said, "Whether you become a machine gunner or not, I still have to choose. We got two heavy machine guns this time! Can one person manage two?"

  "Two of them?" Lu Shuangyong exclaimed in a low voice, "Luo Zi, you really have skills. Shouldn't we hurry up and recruit soldiers then?"

  "We're recruiting, and we're recruiting right now. First step is to recruit 50 people, and then immediately start intensive training. Also, the original brothers need to be re-trained, including physical strength, shooting, and hand-to-hand combat. This time, I've asked Mrs. Zhang to bring back 4 Czech-style guns and 30,000 rounds of ammunition. Once the ammo is used up, we'll go buy more right away, and we also need to keep increasing our arsenal. As soon as we start mining here, those turtle egg bastards from all over will come to rob us, and if we don't have some fighting power, we'll just be slaughtered."