I heard a muffled sound from my ears, and the soldiers who knew the Type 92 pistol knew immediately.

This is the muffled sound of the striker hitting the rubber bottom fire, and it won't surprise them.

What really surprised them was that this was clearly a coach bullet that could not be fired without gunpowder! But the moment the trigger was pulled, the gun in Wang Zhenguo's hand still showed a slight head-raising action!

Without gunpowder, it cannot be fired. If it cannot be fired, it will naturally not produce recoil when the gun bullet is fired!

But even without recoil interference at all, Wang Zhenguo still had a movement that seemed to have recoil! If he wanted to blame the recoil of the Type 92 pistol itself, it would be unreasonable...

"How is it? What else is there to say now?"

Jiang Teng walked up to pat the fake bullet and made Wang Zhenguo stunned in the spot and said softly.

"Cleaning the gun!"

"yes!"

Wang Zhenguo came back to his senses, and while clearing the gun, he also realized what had just happened to him...

Why?

Why is this happening?!

As a member of the Black Panther Commando, I am not counted as a pitiful live-fire training in the grassroots company. In the past two years after entering the Black Panther, I have definitely shot a lot of bullets...

Why are you not used to gunfire?!

"You have seen Wang Zhenguo's performance just now! Time is limited, so you won't let you test it one by one. Besides, this kind of test can only be effective when you are unprepared for the first time."

Looking at the shocked look of the soldiers, Jiang Teng slowly spoke out the reason.

"I said before that the root cause of this phenomenon is the stress response in our body. You have heard of the stress response, but you may not know the specific one, so I will explain it."

"The so-called stress response refers to the increase in the concentration of corticotropin in the blood caused by the hypothalamus when the body is suddenly stimulated, and the corticotropin concentration in the blood is increased, and the corticotropin is secreted in large quantities and causes a series of systemic reactions to resist the stimulation."

"Since the stress response is controlled by hormones to directly direct the muscles to complete the movements, it is often not easily controlled without passing through the brain. Just like when it is cold, you will tremble all over, trying to use the friction between the muscles to generate heat to resist the stimulation of low temperatures."

"The same is true for gun nodding. The huge gunshot, or the feeling of the instant recoil hitting your arm when the bullet strikes, are all a sudden stimulation to the body. In addition, you did not pay attention to this part before and ignored it. It is normal to retain this bad habit in this way!"

"It's like correcting the hand shape and fingering of your trigger before. I will help you correct this habit and make you truly adapt to it! Turn the shot into something as normal as you walk, drink water, and eat!"

"Report!"

As soon as Jiang Teng finished speaking, a soldier immediately raised questions.

"Plane leader, you said just now that the stress response is not under our control. Can this be really trained?"

"Yes! What I just said is that it is not so easy to be controlled, not completely uncontrollable!"

Jiang Teng nodded confidently.

According to the textbook, the chief officer must maintain confidence in order to convey a psychological hint of firm belief to the soldiers! If a team of chief officers hesitate, how can you make your soldiers trust you and convince your orders?

"You have all practiced the overwork? Many people should have unconsciously reached out to support their bodies in advance when they fell forward, or took steps to support their bodies. This is also a kind of stress reaction. Since you can practice all the overwork, it doesn't matter that this problem cannot be practiced well!"

Yes! It’s overwhelming!

When many soldiers heard Jiang Teng’s examples and analogies, they lit up their eyes.

I also have less fear of this seemingly incredible problem...

"Okay, the theoretical stuff is over, now you can get some real stuff! Wang Zhenguo!"

"arrive!"

After subconsciously standing attentively, Wang Zhenguo, who was proud and proud, immediately lost his expression management...

"Jiang Pai, I've just finished torture me. Why don't you change to a different demonstration..."

"Don't talk nonsense, do good things to the end, and send Buddha to the west. You will be the only one, go to the shooting ground!"

"yes!"

Even though he was worried about social death, Jiang Teng's military order had been issued, so he no longer had any room for bargaining. Wang Zhenguo restrained his wry smile and stood seriously in front of the shooting line.

"It's still the same, no turning back, do you understand?"

Jiang Teng slowly walked behind Wang Zhenguo, and said as he took out the pistol from his thigh holster in his hand, and then inserted the gun in his hand into the holster...

The raccoon changes to the prince?!

The soldiers looked at Jiang Teng's actions and for some reason, they suddenly felt like they wanted to laugh.

Poor Zhenguo seems to be fooled by Platoon Commander Jiang again...

"clear!"

"Click~"

As soon as Wang Zhenguo finished speaking, he heard the sound of a pistol loading from behind him. The sound of the sleeve rubbing against the gun. For him, he was so familiar with it...

"Come on, be careful, this gun is overloaded. Wait and follow my orders!"

"yes!"

Just like during the first shooting, Wang Zhenguo took over the gun from Jiang Teng's hand with his hands behind his back. He watched Wang Zhenguo be careful and kept pointing the gun, for fear of accidentally hitting his comrades.

Some of the unkind warriors almost laughed out loud...

After all, they could see Jiang Teng's actions clearly. The gun in Jiang Teng's hand was simply not bullets!

In other words, this is a very empty gun!

"Come on, listen to my command, aim! The gap in sight is flat!"

Wang Zhenguo honestly raised his pistol and began to aim in accordance with Jiang Teng's request.

"Remember the training of the empty gun pulling trigger that you asked you to practice before! After practicing the movements for so long, you should get used to them. Don't do anything except those movements!"

Jiang Teng stood behind Wang Zhenguo in a whisper, guiding the warriors' movements.

That's right, Jiang Teng's tone was particularly gentle at this moment. All this came from the night before Squad Leader Hu left. Comrade Hu found Jiang Teng and quietly took out a peerless secret book in his arms on a dark and windy night...

Cough, I'm here to talk to the stage. The old squad leader escaped a notebook, which records how he taught and how he got along with the soldiers when he was the squad leader for the first time.

The core of Lao Hu’s notes is only one meaning, sir, times have changed!

The tough and tough commander of the King of Hell in the past is no longer popular! Facing younger and younger soldiers, blindly being tough will only stimulate their rebelliousness and resistance, and will not be of any benefit to dealing with warrior relationships and organizing training!

So, Jiang Teng had to silently throw the King of Hell template in the corner...

"Continue to keep the sight gap flat! On this basis, pre-press the trigger evenly!"

"emission!"

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PS: I accidentally bumped into the line again these two days, and my mentality of changing the article was a little affected. I haven't thanked the book friends who supported this book for a long time. I owe more than ten chapters for the large reward, let alone the scattered ones.
Chapter completed!