Chapter Thirty-Six: The Simple Female Coach

  In the following time, Li Mengya explained the structure of Longwei and the situation of firearms and ammunition to Song Jian in detail.

  "Look, this is the ordinary 7.62mm bullet, also the standard bullet configured for our country's police-use standard handgun. The quality is slightly different due to different manufacturers, generally around 18 grams per round. Look, this is the grip, the magazine in the grip, this is the firing pin, and this is the barrel. This Dragon Well handgun of yours can change barrels of different calibers, from 5.56mm small caliber barrels to 11.2mm large caliber barrels, all can be used. The quality of large-caliber bullets is larger, accuracy is slightly lower, but energy is sufficient, and can easily penetrate a 2mm steel plate..."

  Although it was her first time using Longwei, Li Mengya had a deep understanding of Longwei. It was clear that she had heard of Longwei's great name before.

  Li Mengya's deft hands made a slight mistake, and a complete Dragon Gun was disassembled into various parts. After explaining the function of each component to Song Jian, Li Mengya waved her hand again, and the parts on the table miraculously transformed into a complete handgun.

  Song Jian looked at Li Mengya in surprise.

  Li Mengya picked up the three color-changing bullets beside her and said, "These three bullets are specially made by the National Weapons Manufacturing Bureau, exclusively for Dragon Might. Don't use them lightly, because once they're gone, you won't be able to buy them again. Hmm, these three bullets have a range of over 500 meters, can rotate stably in flight, and don't need to consider the influence of gravity on them. The bullet head is made of special materials that can easily penetrate the armor of armored vehicles or even light tanks, and contains high-explosive explosives that can easily destroy a small armored vehicle."

  Li Mengya finished speaking and handed over three bullets to Song Jian, entrusting him to take good care of them.

  "Today you'll practice disassembling and reassembling the rifle, get familiar with it. Tomorrow we'll officially start shooting training." Li Mengya's demeanor was just like that of an instructor.

  In fact, the ones who taught Li Mengya how to shoot were all the most elite special instructors in Hua Xia State. So when Li Mengya taught Song Jian, it was also very impressive, only the process accelerated several hundred times. For example, training gun sense, Li Mengya used a year's time to develop gun sense, while Song Jian took half an hour to develop gun sense.

  Song Jian played with Long Wei, carefully and meticulously disassembling it. In the process of disassembly, Song Jian clearly felt that his connection with Long Wei had deepened.

  "Oh dear, Meng Ya, practicing shooting here?" A fat man walked over with a flattering smile on his face.

  "Deputy Director." Li Mengya saw Pangzi and stood up, bowing slightly.

  Song Jian looked at the fat man and felt a sense of familiarity, only to recall that this fat man was the same fat director who had rushed to the scene when he was ambushed.

  "Sit, sit, now it's non-working hours, everyone is a friend, you can call me Ren Yingqiu or Yingqiu Ge, both are fine." Director Pang's face didn't turn red at all, probably after several years of struggling in the officialdom, his skin had become as thick as copper walls and iron walls.

  Song Jian glanced at Ren Yingqiu, who looked well-maintained but was also over 40 years old. Although people in their 40s could still be called "brother", when Song Jian heard the three words "Yingqiu Ge", he couldn't help but let out a snort and chuckled lightly.

  The voice was not loud, but Ren Yingqiu happened to hear it, and he glared at Song Jian with dissatisfaction.

  Li Mengya bowed her head and said softly: "Director Ren has promoted me. I...I still call Director Ren's good."

  Ren Yingqiu's mouth was pouting, but then he burst out laughing, his bulging belly shaking with the laughter. "Hey, Meng Ya, I heard your marksmanship is pretty good, how about we have a little competition?"

  Li Mengya waved her hand and said, "Director, I...I'm teaching this person."

  When Ren Yingqiu heard the three words, his old face suddenly turned bright red with excitement. His eyes involuntarily lingered on Li Mengya's plump chest for a moment. After a while, Ren Yingqiu finally came to his senses and quickly shifted his gaze to Song Jian, saying: "Hey, this young man looks somewhat familiar."

  Song Jianchao bowed to Ren Yingqiu with a twisted waist, saying: "Director Ren, last time I encountered an explosion on the highway, you rushed to the front line and saved me."

  "Ah...... I remember now." Ren Yingqiu nodded, "En en, hehe, although I've only been transferred to Suzhou Municipal Public Security Bureau for three months, I've actually saved people dozens of times, so it didn't come to me right away."

  "You're a noble with many things on your mind," Song Jian said as he continued to disassemble the handgun.

  Ren Yingqiu glanced at Song Jian's technique, curled his lip in disdain, and waved to a shooting range supervisor, saying: "Bring me a Glock 17, plus a box of bullets."

  The supervisor quickly went to handle the gun withdrawal procedures.

  Soon, the guns were brought over, and Ren Yingqiu deliberately walked to Song Jian and Li Mengya's side. With a "click", the two chubby palms disassembled the sleek Glock pistol into a pile of parts. Ren Yingqiu then waved his hand again, reassembling the pistol before quickly loading it with bullets.

  The Glock is the most widely used handgun in the world, with a high cost-effectiveness ratio. Although it's not very large in size, it can hold 17 rounds of ammunition at one time.

  Loaded the bullets, Ren Yingqiu shook his head at Song Jian and sighed: "Oh my, young people these days, their foundation is really poor. You know, a handgun is an extension of a gunner's arm, your disassembly speed... tsk, it's a bit slow, youngster."

  As she spoke, Ren Yingqiu walked up to the nearest shooting port, put on her goggles and ear protection, and started firing at the distant target.

  Bang!

  Bang!

  Bang!

  Every seven or eight seconds, Ren Yingqiu fired a shot. Soon, all seventeen bullets were used up.

  Ren Yingqiu waved his hand and said, "Count the number of targets hit."

  Very soon, the referee came running over and said: "Five 10s, four 9.5s, five 8s, and all the rest within 6s."

  This result is already quite good.

  Ren Yingqiu sighed and shook his head, saying: "Alas, I'm old, can't do it anymore."

  Song Jian just smiled and didn't say a word.

  Li Mengya obviously didn't understand Ren Yingqiu's meaning and thought he was really heartbroken, so she quickly comforted him: "It's okay, Director, maybe it's because you haven't held a gun for too long. As long as you practice again, your level will definitely be much better than now."

  After hearing this, Ren Yingqiu's face turned green for a moment. He nodded and said, "I'll go over there to rest for a bit."

  After finishing speaking, Ren Yingqiu walked over with a face full of anger.

  Song Jian burst out laughing.

  Li Mengya looked at Song Jian with a strange expression, "What are you smiling about?"

  Song Jian was disassembling and reassembling his firearms while saying, "Earlier that fatty said 'I'm old, I'm not good enough', actually he was showing off to us two. And you, you actually comforted him, ah, now the fatty will hate you to death, the chance to flatter him has been missed by you."

  "What?...... Is that so?" Li Mengya was stunned for a moment.

  Song Jian just smiled, and after disassembling it a few more times, Song Jian felt that his sense of Dragon Might had increased significantly. He begged: "Officer Li, let's start live-fire training today, my time is very tight."

  Li Mengya saw Song Jian, although the disassembly speed was still very slow, but at least he was familiar with the structure of the gun, nodded and said: "Okay, let's start training now."

  Song Jian held up Longwei with one arm and didn't wear protective gear. He walked into the shooting range and aimed at a distant target.

  "The best time to fire is when the aiming line is slightly shaking within the aiming area, and after holding your breath for 1-2 seconds. At this moment, the shooter's mood is calmer, the action is most coordinated, and the shaking is also minimal." Li Mengya said while helping Song Jian correct his movements, and at the same time demonstrating with her mouth the relationship between breathing and shooting.

  "The correct shooting technique is to form a aiming line, pre-press the trigger, enter the aiming area and increase the pressure on the trigger, complete the firing in the stable period. When pressing the trigger, the finger's pressure should be slowly increased, cannot use explosive force; The pressure should be evenly increased until firing, cannot be suddenly small or large; The direction of pressure should be correct, the finger pressure and the tiger mouth form a combined force, cannot push left or right, or lift up and down, also cannot press with index finger alone, other fingers should also exert force at the same time, even more so, cannot press with index finger, while relaxing other fingers..."

  Li Mengya was very familiar with these basic skills, she said as she lifted her arm, her palm grasping Song Jian's fingers to demonstrate.

  At this time, the two people were face to face, tightly pressed together. Li Mengya was explaining very seriously, so much so that she didn't notice that her large chest had completely stuck to Song Jian's body and was constantly rubbing and squeezing with each breath.

  Song Jian's face turned red, forcing himself to shift his thoughts, listening carefully to the explanation, understanding the key points.

  Li Mengya's small mouth kept spitting out key phrases, constantly correcting Song Jian's mistakes, completely unaware that the biggest problem was Song Jian's resistance to wave after wave of soft and gentle chest waves.

  At this time, Ren Yingqiu in the rest area had already turned pale. To be honest, Ren Yingqiu was a successful person, only 41 years old and had become a deputy director. One more step forward would make him a department-level cadre, which was truly powerful. Moreover, apart from being a bit fat, Ren Yingqiu's appearance was still very handsome and mature. This also made Ren Yingqiu never lack beautiful admirers.

  Three months ago, when Ren Yingqiu had just been transferred to this Suzhou Municipal Public Security Bureau, he set his sights on Li Mengya, a gentle and beautiful woman from Jiangnan Water Town. At that time, Li Mengya was new to the job and would blush whenever she spoke a few words. Ren Yingqiu's heart skipped a beat for this shy and tender Li Mengya.

  Li Mengya was just too shy, and even serious jokes couldn't be made, and Li Mengya seemed a bit too simple, and didn't want money or power, so that Ren Yingqiu had no way to make a move.

  Ren Yingqiu had planned to take advantage of this shooting competition to get closer to Li Mengya, after all Ren Yingqiu was once the runner-up in the police handgun shooting, but unexpectedly on the first day, he was rejected by Li Mengya and lost face.

  At this moment, seeing Li Mengya wearing a short police uniform, tightly attached to Song Jian's chest, Ren Yingqiu's heart surged with a flame. He let out a cold hum, drank the Red Bull in his hand, and gestured to the supervisor before leaving in a huff.

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