Movie Variety Show: Starting from a New World

Chapter 443 Let’s go for training!

Ever since Zhao Cheng had the idea of ​​taking the children to use up their ammunition, the weekend had quickly arrived. Because of the single-day-off policy, Sunday was the only day off.

On Saturday night, Zhao Chengji announced that he would take the seven children, Wei Min, Wei Lai, Wei Ping, Wei Guo, Wei Cheng, Wei Yang and Wei Fu, to the mountains to practice shooting tomorrow.

The other children were all very happy, except Zhao Weiyang, who didn't want to go. He wanted to rest at home, saying that going to school was too tiring.

"Xiaojiu, as your father's child, how can you be so reluctant to go up the mountain to practice shooting? It will be the same if you come back and rest!" Zhao Cheng patiently persuaded his old daughter.

"Dad, but shooting is very tiring! And every time you take us to shoot, we have to walk a long way, which is even more tiring!" Xiaojiu pouted, looking reluctant.

"Then you can also treat it as a hunting activity! Don't you like the tiger skin in our house the most? If we encounter one, dad can help you hunt a tiger!" Zhao Cheng's tone was full of temptation.

He knew that this girl had been coveting his tiger skin for a long time. If it weren't for the fact that there was only this one, Zhao Cheng would have been taken to her room by the girl long ago.

"Really?" As soon as Zhao Cheng said this, Zhao Weiyang was no longer sleepy and asked his father excitedly.

"Of course it's true! If you come across it, Dad will definitely beat a tiger for you! What do you think?" Zhao Cheng stretched out his little finger.

Zhao Weiyang immediately extended his little finger and made a pinky promise with his father.

"Look at you, Xiaojiu is just a girl, and you want to take her to shoot guns. What's the matter? Do you want Xiaojiu to inherit your mantle later?" Tian Dan couldn't stand Zhao Cheng fooling Xiaojiu and couldn't help but say something sarcastic.

"Haha, Sister Dan, you are right. Look at how Wei Hong was trained by him. She even wrote to him some time ago saying that she had beaten up a few hooligans who whistled at him. Just imagine what will happen to his daughter if she can't get married in the future!" Pingping, the mother, didn't take it to heart at all and just laughed at her.

"What do you know? This little girl must be able to protect herself, otherwise what if she encounters a bad guy? I only have these two daughters, I would rather they remain unmarried and be raised at home than encounter bad guys and suffer!" Zhao Chengyi said righteously.

"Brother Cheng, you are no longer just guarding against bad guys. The eldest girl was in the hospital, punching and kicking those guys directly. You, the old girl, were no pushover at school either. You stood up for your younger sisters and beat the boys so hard that they ran away." Pingping continued to mock Zhao Cheng heartlessly.

Zhao Cheng's face darkened when he heard this. He didn't want his daughter to become like Zhao Laosan. So he quickly asked his daughter the reason.

Hearing that the fat boy in their class was relying on his strong body to bully his classmates, Zhao Weiyang couldn't stand it, so he helped his classmates beat up the fat boy.

Originally, the fat boy's parents wanted to ask Zhao Weiyang's parents for an explanation, but after hearing Zhao Cheng's work unit and name, they immediately went home and never mentioned looking for the parents again. Obviously, he also knew who Zhao Cheng was.

"My daughter has a sense of justice and is brave enough to do what is right! She deserves praise, so don't be jealous!" Zhao Cheng said to the other children with a smile.

The younger ones didn't understand, but who among the older ones didn't understand? They all went to the same school, so how could they not know what was going on? The fourth and fifth children had the most say. They were both in the fifth grade and of course knew what their ninth sister was like at school.

That night the little ones were so excited that they could hardly sleep, especially the fourth and fifth ones. They were excited about being able to go out and shoot guns, and to shoot guns at will. Before, they could only shoot a few shots when they had free time, but this time their father said they could shoot at will.

The next morning, Zhao Cheng set off with a huge backpack on his back. The younger ones also carried a backpack each, but it was full of food and drinks.

They first went to the station to take a bus to Changping, then took a horse carriage from Changping to a small village at the foot of the mountain. Then Zhao Cheng took the children to walk several kilometers into the mountains.

Because the vegetation on this side of the mountain was still lush, the few people did not walk fast. It was not until after nine o'clock in the morning that they arrived at a location selected by Zhao Cheng. This place was far away from the main road and the village.

Zhao Cheng took the children to rest for a while, then took out the rifles and started loading bullets for the children. They basically used Garand rifles with eight rounds in a magazine.

Zhao Chengguang loaded the rifles for the children and let them find a target to shoot at. Since this wasn't their first time, Zhao Cheng wasn't worried about them not knowing how to use them. Even the youngest, Tian Weifu, could deftly disassemble and assemble the rifle.

Soon, continuous gunfire rang out. If others heard it, they would think there was a war going on here.

While loading bullets, Zhao Cheng observed the shooting of several children. The fourth and fifth children were older, and the recoil of the Garand rifle was relatively small for them, so their shooting skills were more accurate.

The remaining few were obviously a little worse, but there was no off-target situation and they were still on target. Even the girl Xiaojiu did not miss the target.

Zhao Cheng looked at the shooting performance of the children and nodded with satisfaction, thinking that it was worth it for him to train them since they were young.

Soon it was noon, and Zhao Cheng asked them to rest for a while and eat something. In the afternoon, he planned to take them around to see if they could come across any prey.

"Fourth and fifth brothers, what do you think of this beautiful country's gun? Which one is better than the Type 38 and Mosin-Nagant rifles we used before?" Zhao Cheng suddenly asked while eating.

"Dad, I think the Japanese Type 38 rifle is better. It has less recoil and the bullets can hit the target farther and more accurately. The recoil of this Garand rifle is too strong. My shoulder hurts a little after firing for a while." The fourth child rubbed his shoulders with a grin while eating a pancake.

"But you don't have to pull the bolt all the time with this gun! It saves trouble and shoots faster! It would be great if the recoil could be reduced!" Lao Wu also said.

"Isn't father's Type 56 rifle what you said it was?" Old Seven suddenly said.

Several children turned their eyes to Zhao Cheng.

"Don't look at me. I didn't bring that with me today. I only brought Garand! When the Garand bullets are used up, I will find a chance to get you some Type 5 and Type 6 bullets! The few bullets I have are not enough for each of you to fire a whole magazine!" Zhao Cheng said, spreading his hands.

The children all lost their tempers at the same time. "Dad, can you find some guns suitable for girls? These guns are not good for me!" Xiaojiu Weiyang looked at Zhao Cheng expectantly.

"This is really gone, and it's no big deal for you to use these guns with your current strength, right? Don't look at your fourth brother as if it's so serious, there is not even a red mark on his shoulder!" Zhao Cheng directly exposed the fourth brother's lie.