Chapter 355: Shooting Range Practice
Early summer, SWAT team, compound.
Chen Shu got out of the car and stepped on the steaming cement floor, as if he had entered a heat wave.
After a morning of exposure to the sun, the cement floor was estimated to be 40 to 50 degrees. Under the scorching sun, Chen Shu wanted to fly into the cool office.
Going up to the third floor, opening the office, a cool breeze blew out of the room.
Chen Shu took a long breath, walked into the office and woke up Chen Chuan who was sleeping on the sofa.
"It's past ten o'clock, still sleeping?"
Chen Chuan, who was drunk, wiped his face, sat up and stretched, lit a cigarette casually, and complained: "It's not time for dinner yet, why did you wake me up?"
Chen Shu laughed: "You are openly sleeping in the office during working hours, and you still have reason? Don't cry if you are caught by the inspector later!"
"Anyway, I am a staff member of the Municipal Bureau, and I won't deduct your team's points. Why are you in a hurry? By the way, Li Da just came to see you." Chen Chuan pouted.
"Got it. By the way, we're going to the shooting range to shoot in the afternoon. Do you want to come with us? If you want to, go to the gun room and find a handy gun."
According to the gun-carrying regulations of the special police, generally one police officer is equipped with a fixed gun. Chen Chuan, who is casual by nature and no one can control him in the brigade, has not equipped himself with a gun until now, although he joined the special police brigade half a month earlier than Chen Shu.
Chen Chuan hurriedly threw away the cigarette butt and stood up, pulling Chen Shu and walking out while saying: "Come on, come on, this time you have to help me pick a good gun! I think, the previous inaccurate shooting was all about the gun."
"Stop, stop, stop."
Chen Shu pulled his arm out of Chen Chuan's arms and pushed him out: "Xu Mingliang is on duty today, let him choose. He is an old special police, better than me. I have to go to Li Da's office now."
After coaxing Chen Chuan away, Chen Shu walked quickly to the captain's office not far away.
Li Da, who was lying on the desk and reading the newspaper, saw Chen Shu coming in. He grabbed the newspaper on the table and stood up to greet him.
"Chen Shu, look at this newspaper, it's so well written!"
Who still reads newspapers now? Chen Shu took the newspaper and saw that the front-page headline was about their special police brigade.
"Since last year, the Zhengming District Public Security Bureau has focused on the changes in the public security situation, grasped the key contradictions, and focused on risk-oriented policing. With the special police brigade as the front and main battle, it has actively built the central urban area.
". Focusing on the Yangyi Street Patrol Brigade, the team has been closely linked. Through eight types of particularly serious police situations such as sudden, major, armed, and suicidal, it has simultaneously guided and intervened in the dark spots and difficulties of public security, and jointly rectified
". It has truly created a special police team that is particularly political, disciplined, hardworking, dedicated, and combat-ready."
Chen Shu put down the newspaper and waited with a smile.
As expected, Li Da talked about the scene of going to the special police detachment for a meeting in the morning with great joy. In the meeting, the leader of the detachment specifically mentioned that the Zhengming District Brigade actively cooperated with the streets to jointly build a patrol team, and said that the provincial headquarters had also seen their achievements and would send a deputy senior official with the directors to come for research soon.
For so many years, every time he went to the detachment for a meeting, Li Da was always caught and criticized. This time he finally got his revenge.
He was really happy.
After saying that, he didn't forget to pat Chen Shu's shoulder hard, and sighed for this noble man from the special police brigade.
"What noble man? I'm also a member of the brigade." Chen Shu smiled and said, "By the way, Li Da. I'm going to take my brothers to practice shooting in the afternoon. With this business achievement, our training results can't fall behind."
Li Da nodded like pounding garlic, with an expression that he was at your disposal for matters in the brigade. He, Li Da, was only responsible for going to meetings outside to pretend.
"Hey? Chen Shu, where are you going to shoot?"
Li Da suddenly came to his senses. There was no other place to practice shooting except for the gun hall in Dongzhou Police Academy for a few days when it was time for training every year.
Chen Shu smiled and said, "When I was in the detachment before, I found that they all went to the armed police to practice shooting. I guess the detachment leaders should have connections with them."
"Look, didn't Xu Mingliang from our first squadron stay in the detachment for more than ten years? He must have connections. So this time I asked Xu Mingliang to ask someone in the detachment for help. As a result, I found him as soon as I looked for him. "
Li Da cursed casually, "Stinky boy, you didn't tell me about it after staying for so many years! Let him participate in the next competition! No one's pleas will be of any use! ”
From the provincial SWAT team to the Dongzhou SWAT team, a large competition is arranged every year. There are many events, including high-tech robot bomb disposal, drone search and rescue, and traditional firearms and physical fitness competitions.
This is a competition within the SWAT system. Except for the firearms event, which can only be participated by police officers due to the gun license, other events are usually signed up by the auxiliary police in the brigade.
But because they are always the last, no one in the team is willing to take the initiative to participate in the competition.
Dongzhou Armed Police Detachment Training Base, open-air shooting range.
Since they had greeted the Armed Police Detachment in advance, Chen Shu and his team drove into the open-air shooting range in the training base smoothly.
This shooting range is quite large. Chen Shu roughly estimated that it is about two or three hundred meters long. At this distance, in addition to normal pistol shooting, there is room for training for submachine guns, rifles, and even sniper rifles.
At the end of the shooting range is a small hill about several dozen meters high. The target is placed under this hill, with its back against the mountain. This is also the position set to prevent safety accidents after stray bullets are accidentally fired.
Xu Mingliang skillfully directed everyone to park the car at a specific location, and then arranged Zhang Qing and others to go to the warehouse next to it to take out the shooting tools such as the target, target paper, hole paper and glue one by one.
The target is a handmade wooden frame, which is covered with scars from bullets. The target paper is a new half-body ring target. In the center of the chest, a fist-sized area is where the ten rings are located.
The hole paper and glue are used to stick the bullet holes on the target paper with hole paper after a round of shooting.
There are generally two ways of pistol training: one is 50-meter precision shooting, and the other is 15-meter rapid shooting.
In fact, for the police, this kind of 50-meter unlimited time precision shooting is useless and too unrealistic.
Who would stand fifty meters away and wait for the police to slowly aim at them?
If they have the time, they might as well ask someone to rush up and hit them in the head.
But the problem is that the precision shooting and rapid shooting are determined by the annual competition, so they still have to practice.
Chen Shu stood on the grass, watching the busy scene of the police, and felt a little itchy. He walked to Xu Mingliang and asked for some bullets, ready to practice with him later.
It has been eight years since the last time he used the Type 92 pistol.
He pressed the bullets into the magazine one by one, and stuffed them into the handle with a "click". Chen Shu took a deep breath, feeling the slight chill coming from the palm of his hand, and he couldn't help but feel a long-lost sense of satisfaction in his heart.