Sharpshooting Lessons

The Type 81 Automatic Rifle was nearly a meter long. The metal of its body was ice-cold, which gave a dignified feeling. A ten-centimeters-long bayonet was connected with it. Although it didn't look sharp, it could absolutely withstand the impact. In the doomsday, bayonets would be preferred to be used instead of bullets, as they were expensive.

"Excellent!" Jiang Liushi could not help but say. Even if he didn't like guns, but when he got the real gun, there was a special feeling. In particular, the Type 81 Automatic Rifle, it was the classic of classics. Actually, it could be regarded as a symbol of the Hua Xia soldiers.

"The safety is here?" Jiang Liushi pointed to the butt above the button.

"Yes, you are right. 0 means off, 1 means Semi-auto, and 2 means Automatic." Zhang Hai explained. It was obvious that Jiang Liushi hadn't used an Automatic Rifle before.

"I got it." Jiang Liushi opened the safety naturally, jumping directly out of the minibus.