Traveling back to 1977

Chapter 87 Who can resist this temptation?
It was still dark, with only a sliver of dawn, but the road was still visible.

Chen Fan leaned on his dog-beating stick and walked briskly forward. When it was fully light, he finally arrived at Team 5 of Lujiawan.

Looking back at the empty, misty fields, Chen Fan chuckled.

If you walk back and forth like this twice a day, it should improve your physical condition quite a bit.

He turned around and continued walking forward. As he passed through the woods, some early-rising dogs ran up to him and wagged their tails.

After walking along the dirt path, I greeted the old man sitting at the door, and soon arrived at the entrance of the brigade office.

He originally thought that there wouldn't be many people in the brigade headquarters so early.

But before they even entered the courtyard, through the open gate, they saw Zhang Wenliang leading a dozen or so young men in practicing boxing.

They didn't shout or yell; instead, their expressions were serious and their lips were tightly closed. As they punched and kicked, they occasionally let out barely audible groans.

Moreover, everyone was very serious, ignoring Chen Fan standing at the door, and meticulously performing their moves.

His behavior was quite different from the image of the farmers I had seen before.

Xiao Liewen strolled around, holding a bamboo whip in his hand. If anyone's movements were not up to standard, he would lash them out with the whip.

Seeing the whip lashing at the person, Chen Fan couldn't help but shudder.

Xiao Liewen turned around and walked over with a hearty laugh, "Little Chen is here."

Chen Fan's lips twitched slightly. He used to call him Master Chen, but now that he's a broadcaster, he's become Little Chen.

A smile quickly spread across his face as he hurried forward, "Good morning, Captain Xiao."

Speaking of which, as a broadcaster, I am also a staff member of the brigade headquarters, and I still make a living under their command, so it's not wrong for me to be called Xiao Chen.

Xiao Liewen took a few steps closer and said with a smile, "Good morning, good morning. It's good that you're here so early. Today is the first day of broadcasting, so we need to get the equipment set up in advance so as not to affect the timely start of the broadcast."

Chen Fan: "Yes, yes."

As he walked in, he asked, "Are Brother Sanhu and the others training here?"

Xiao Liewen glanced at the group of people, then turned back and laughed, "You can't be without music or practice. Training can't be delayed for even a day. How can you be a good militiaman and protect your country if you don't hone your skills?"

Chen Fan's face stiffened. Are the requirements for militia members really this high now?
Seeing that he was watching the militiamen train, Xiao Liewen rolled his eyes and carefully examined him, then had an idea in mind.

He took two steps closer and said with a smile, "Little Chen, want to join the army?"

Chen Fan turned around, blinked, and exclaimed, "Huh?...Ah!"

Xiao Liewen clicked his tongue, "What a pity, the militia also requires political vetting, you can't join."

Chen Fan stared at him blankly. "Then why did you ask?"

Xiao Liewen thought for a moment and then said, "However, if you are interested, you can also train with them and join them during field training. You can be considered an unofficial member."

Non-staff member?

The militia is already an offshoot of the regular army, why are you giving me an offshoot of an offshoot?
Am I an alien?

Chen Fan silently complained in his heart, and was just about to refuse when he heard Xiao Liewen continue speaking.
"Don't underestimate the non-military personnel. Although they are not formally part of the militia, they are not restricted by their posts. They can shoot whenever they want, fire cannons whenever they want, and if they want, they can even push a cannon to fish. They don't have to patrol with them. Isn't that great?"

The next second, Chen Fan swallowed his refusal and grinned shamelessly, "Can it even fire a gun?"

Xiao Liewen glanced at him, deliberately putting on a stern face, and said, "What kind of joke is this? What kind of militia can't fire guns? Mr. Li said it himself: 700 million people, 700 million soldiers. Our militia must be able to work and train at the same time, so that everyone can step up in critical moments and drive away any invaders. If we don't hone our skills in peacetime, how will we stand up when something really happens?"

Chen Fan knew, of course, that the militia didn't need to fight, at least not the militia in the interior, who had no chance of directly confronting the enemy.

But there are also opportunities to fire shots and set off cannons!
What man wouldn't enjoy this?
Without hesitation, he immediately replied, "Okay, then I'll be an unofficial soldier!" As long as I can fire a gun, aliens are actually pretty good.

Xiao Liewen nodded vigorously, "Yes, well done."

After a pause, he added, "Okay, from now on, you should come earlier in the morning. They start at 6 o'clock, so you should arrive at 6 o'clock and do your morning exercise with Sanhuzi and the others."

When conducting militia training, they can also practice shooting and artillery drills together.

However, there's a small request: in your spare time, you need to ensure the normal operation of the communications radio and troubleshoot any minor malfunctions.

Upon hearing this, Chen Fan was stunned into silence.

So this is your plan? To make me a free technician?

I knew there was no such thing as a free lunch!

Xiao Liewen patted him on the shoulder and smiled like a kind old farmer, "Young man, you have spirit, that's good. If you perform well, you can also participate in the awards during the militia competition."

Chen Fanqiang asked with a smile, "What kind of prizes are there?"

Xiao Liewen thought for a moment, "Last year it was a 90% new 56.5-inch pistol, and the year before that it was a fancy-looking pistol."

Chen Fan asked curiously, "What are '56.5' and 'flower-mouthed pistol'?"

Xiao Liewen's expression stiffened slightly as he glanced at him sideways. "You don't even know this?"

Chen Fan shook his head as if he had done something wrong, "Never heard of it."

Xiao Liewen chuckled inwardly. Good that you haven't heard of it; it's easier to fool someone if they haven't heard of it.

He immediately said in a friendly tone, "The Type 56 is the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle. This rifle is the main weapon of our main force. It is very effective. Every soldier wants to have his own Type 56."

The Browning pistol is a foreign pistol. Many officers in the Blue Army used to favor it, and during the Northern War, quite a few were captured from the Americans. It was much more practical than the large and expensive Mauser C96.

He silently added to himself, "It just doesn't shoot as far as the Mauser C96. The Mauser C96 has an effective range of 75 meters, and if you attach the stock, it can shoot over 100 meters. The farthest range of the Mauser C96 is only 50 meters, which is far too much!"
Upon hearing the explanation, Chen Fan suddenly realized that they were the Type 56 rifle and Browning pistol, both classic firearms.

His eyes darted around, and he asked curiously, "Using this as a prize means giving it to an individual?"

Xiao Liewen nodded, "Yes, it's sent to an individual."

He paused for a moment, then grinned and said, "As long as you don't leave the militia, you keep your gun yourself until you leave. After all, you're no longer a militia member, so you can't just take a gun whenever you want, right?"

Chen Fan's eyes sparkled as he silently calculated that even if he could only keep it for a short time, it would be fine. This was a real gun; who could resist such temptation?!
He couldn't anyway.

Xiao Liewen suddenly raised his hand to look at his watch. "Oh, it's almost 7 o'clock. Hurry up and get ready to work."

Chen Fan snapped out of his daze and quickly walked inside, saying, "Oh, oh."

Xiao Liewen stood with his hands behind his back, a smug smile on his face.

Hmph, I knew there wasn't a man who didn't love guns.

You'd better give it your all!
What if Chen Fan really wins the militia competition?
As I just said, guns can only be issued to militia members for safekeeping. He doesn't have any militia membership, so how can he be in charge of keeping guns?!

Just then, Chen Fan's voice suddenly came from inside, "Captain Xiao, the door is locked, I can't get in."

Xiao Liewen glared at him, turned around and shouted, "Everyone, practice properly, no slacking off!"

Then he took off running inside, shouting, "Coming, coming!"

(End of this chapter)