gnovel Chapter 0039: Pilot Project
Chapter 0039: Pilot Project
"You've got something up your sleeve," Gao Cheng said with a chuckle, pointing at Zheng Yingqi. "Today we're going to empty your belly of secrets. You tell me what you want to write, and I'll submit a report to the regimental headquarters to start a pilot program!"
Gao Cheng had been interested for a while, and after Zheng Yingqi said so much today, he decided to write a report directly. This could be considered an experiment. Whether it would be effective or not, he would leave it to the exercise to test and time to judge. But doing nothing would not be in line with Gao Cheng's personality.
Zheng Yingqi was overjoyed. Nothing is more exciting than having one's suggestions valued—if there is one, it is the achievement of many ideals.
Zheng Yingqi said that Gao Cheng had quickly written several scattered notes, but these notes all needed to be organized, so this task naturally fell to Gao Cheng. Only when Zheng Yingqi had completely exhausted his writing did Gao Cheng stop his slightly sore hands and ask Zheng Yingqi:
"So what kind of gun do you think would be suitable?"
Zheng Yingqi couldn't help but think of several guns from a popular game, like the SKS and the Mini—of course, that was nonsense.
"An 85 sniper rifle?" Zheng Yingqi asked weakly, and Gao Cheng almost burst out laughing.
Zheng Yingqi laughed at himself. It was nothing more than poverty!
Looking at the current equipment of our army, if we were to conduct a pilot program, the weapon that the marksmen could be equipped with would still be the Type 85 sniper rifle. Although the Type 88 sniper rifle has been developed, it will probably be some time before it is deployed. Moreover, Zheng Yingqi always felt that the 7.62 caliber Type 85 sniper rifle was more reliable than the Type 88 sniper rifle. At least the larger caliber would give it more kinetic energy than the 5.8 caliber, right?
"Why do I feel like this is just a disguised way of increasing the number of snipers in the company?" Gao Cheng muttered with a wry smile. Zheng Yingqi shrugged and said, "Company Commander, the key is that the training for snipers and marksmen is different. Marksmen mainly operate with the squad. Although they are similar to snipers, they are definitely not trained like snipers. In fact, our current snipers are already biased towards marksmen, but some aspects of training still favor snipers, and their numbers are too small."
"After we increase the number of marksmen, we can appropriately add or remove some training subjects, and the training difficulty will definitely be less than that of snipers. However, since we are still feeling our way across the river, we need to continuously improve our training."
Gao Cheng nodded, agreeing with that. Ultimately, the results would be the judge. Putting down his pen and stretching his wrists, he said, "If we're going to have precision marksman training, are you going to participate?"
"I'll definitely be there!" Zheng Yingqi answered without hesitation. He was indeed a talented marksman and was definitely cut out to be a marksman. In fact, Zheng Yingqi also longed to be a sniper, but to be honest, given the current situation of the Seventh Company (including military intelligence), real snipers were probably only found in special forces. Snipers like Cheng Cai were just an upgraded version of sharpshooters.
"By the way, what kind of sniper do you imagine?" Gao Cheng asked curiously.
After thinking for a while, Zheng Yingqi said:
"For a single shot, they can endure loneliness, maintaining a single position for days and nights in ambush; they can snipe at long and extremely long distances. They possess extremely high individual combat capabilities, are equipped with advanced technological gear, have dedicated observers for support, have exceptional wilderness survival skills, possess strong analytical and anti-camouflage abilities, have outstanding psychological fortitude, know how to use makeup, are fluent in multiple languages, are proficient in using various weapons, are familiar with weapon parameters, and can fulfill various combat roles..."
Gao Cheng listened, his expression turning to one of utter astonishment, but in the end he spat, "Are you talking in your sleep? Is this still a sniper?"
Most importantly, he's good at picking up girls!
Is this how urban military king novels are written...?
Zheng Yingqi chuckled: "Company Commander, don't be so sure. I reckon special forces train people in this way. Of course, such soldiers are extremely rare, but one of them can truly be worth an entire army!"
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That night, Gao Cheng reviewed his meticulously completed manuscript, put it down, and took a leisurely sip of tea. Then, he couldn't help but think of Zheng Yingqi's mention of the "sniper," and after a long pause, he said bitterly, "That guy's toxic!"
Whenever he has free time, he thinks about whether he can train soldiers like the ones Zheng Yingqi described, and then he can't help but sigh—nonsense, even if the entire budget of the 7th Company were used, it probably wouldn't be enough for soldiers like that…
It took a great deal of effort for Gao Cheng to banish this "soldier" thought from his mind, and then he reviewed the report once more—
A proposal to strengthen the long-range strike capabilities of squads.
The commander of the 535th Regiment was Gao Cheng's father's soldier—but that didn't mean Gao Cheng could do whatever he wanted. The army had its own ironclad rules; whatever he wanted to do, he had to get approval from his superiors, and to persuade his superiors, he needed a complete written report.
After reviewing the manuscript again, Gao Cheng began copying it.
After copying it and checking to make sure there were no typos, Gao Cheng began to write his signature.
First signatory: Zheng Yingqi.
Second signatory: Gao Cheng.
After filling in his name, Gao Cheng put the manuscript away, muttering to himself, "This kid's got talent..."
The next day, Gao Cheng took the manuscript to the regimental headquarters.
In the regimental commander's office, Gao Cheng entered after shouting that his report had been approved. Wang Qingrui, who was busy at work, looked up and saw Gao Cheng. He continued writing on the document and asked in fluent Sichuan dialect:
"What are you doing here?"
Takashiro stood at attention and said, "Reporting to the regimental commander, I have a preliminary idea that I'd like to try out within the company."
"Hey? You've got an idea again? Here, have a seat."
Gao Cheng didn't stand on ceremony. After putting down his manuscript, he poured himself some water and drank it. After finishing his own documents, Wang Qingrui picked up the documents Gao Cheng had placed on the table and said, "You've got a lot of ideas, kid. You set up a pilot program in basic training and got it approved by the army group. Now you're doing another one. Are you trying to get approved by the army group too?"
"Uncle Wang, am I that kind of person? I'm a down-to-earth person, I don't just look at the moon in the sky! You take a look first, and then we can talk." Gao Cheng said with a smirk. Wang Qingrui shook his head with a smile. This rascal.
As he read on, Wang Qingrui became attracted to the idea in the manuscript—the firepower of the squad can never be too heavy.
"A marksman? Possessing precision strikes at medium to long range, ideally continuous precision fire at medium to long range?"
Wang Qingrui looked at the line of text and asked, "What does it mean?"
"The ideal equipment would be to modify a regular assault rifle into a precision marksman rifle, capable of continuous fire and possessing extremely high accuracy. Of course, in the current situation, we can only temporarily use the Type 85 sniper rifle, but we can consider modifying the Type 81 rifle and adding a scope—of course, that's wishful thinking right now, so I think we should first use the Type 85 sniper rifle and the high-precision Type 81 rifle in the pilot class, and then replace them with the new equipment when conditions permit in the future," Gao Cheng explained.
Wang Qingrui read very slowly. He first read it all over, and then reread it. For any entries that he had doubts about, he asked Gao Cheng about them one by one. Gao Cheng also tried his best to answer the commander's questions with concise and clear answers.
The question-and-answer session lasted a full hour before it ended. Wang Qingrui remarked, "Very insightful, but its effectiveness still needs to be tested. I see you're the second signatory; the first signatory is... Zheng Yingqi? There's no such person among the officers of the 7th Company!"
"He's a new recruit, quite talented, a real gem!" Gao Cheng didn't hold back his praise. He knew Gao Cheng and Wang Qingrui very well. A soldier who could earn such praise from Gao Cheng must be just as the evaluation said—how could someone who could earn such praise from the proud Gao Cheng not be talented?
Wang Qingrui laughed and said, "No wonder you were so eager to go to the recruit training camp; it turns out you've snatched up all the good recruits!"
Gao Cheng chuckled.
"I'll discuss it at the meeting. You wait for further instructions!" Wang Qingrui concluded. Gao Cheng immediately stood at attention and saluted, "Thank you, Commander!"
"Uncle Wang, if there's nothing else, I'll be going now."
"I knew you wouldn't come here unless you had something to say. Come on! You're always causing trouble for me!" the leader said with a smile, but to be fair, it would be better if there were more of these kinds of things!