神枪手/e先生(赵金基译）

程思良

神枪手/e先生
　　
　　我们看到了两只野鸡，一只站在石头南边，一只站在石头北边，相距不过五米。我和局长说：“机会来了，我们同时开枪，我打南边那只，你打北边那只。”
　　四个人，两条枪，已经在山里转悠了两天多，现在有了目标。我很激动，总算可以在局长面前大显身手了，要知道复员前我可是军区的神枪手。局长端枪、瞄准……我打开保险、端枪、瞄准……周主任给我们喊口令：“一、二、三，放！”我们的枪几乎同时打响，我清楚地看到我瞄准的野鸡应声倒地。
　　硝烟还没有散尽，周主任已经奋不顾身地冲了出去。不一会儿，周主任手里拎了一只野鸡兴高采烈地跑了回来，上气不接下气地说：“局长的枪法真准！”
　　“我击准的？”局长疑惑地问。
　　“那当然，是北边那只。”周主任还在大口喘气，“野鸡真狡猾，枪一响就低头装死，听到脚步声，扑啦啦飞了！”
　　我没有击中，这怎么可能？这样的距离，别说野鸡，就是一只麻雀也逃不出我的准星。
　　“小陈，我的枪怎么了？”局长把枪扔给我。
　　我拉开枪膛，差一点儿笑出声来。局长也许过于激动，竟忘了打开保险。
　　“局长真是神枪手！”周主任晃着野鸡，赞叹着。
　　我附在局长的耳边小声说：“局长，下次射击前，要记得打开保险。”
　　“哈哈哈”，局长大笑起来。
　　
　　The Sharpshooter
　　
　　By Mr. E
　　
　　We saw two pheasants, one perching on the south of the rock, the other north of the rock, no more than five meters apart. I whispered to Director General, “Lucky us. Let’s shoot in unison. I’ll target the one on the south. The other is yours.”
　　Four of us, with two rifles, had been searching the valley over two days. The targets finally appeared. I was excited that I could show off my skill in the presence of Director General. After all I was known as a sharpshooter before retiring from army. Director General raised his rifle and aimed. I switched the bolt, raised my rifle and aimed. Director Zhou whispered the order, “One, two, three, fire!” Two shots thundered at almost the same time. I saw clearly that I’d got my target.
　　Hardly had the mist faded when Director Zhou volunteered to fetch the trophy. Shortly after, Director Zhou returned, apparently in high spirits, with a dead pheasant in his hand, and breathed a hard gasp, “Director General is a sharpshooter!”
　　“My trophy?” wondered Director General.
　　“No doubt. The one on the north of the rock.” Director Zhou continued his gasp, “The other one was tricky. At the shot it pretended to be dead. When I approached, it flapped away.”
　　I missed it? How could it be? For such a range I couldn’t have missed a sparrow, let alone a pheasant!
　　“Xiao Chen, what’s the matter with my rifle?” Director General handed it to me.
　　When I pulled out its chamber, my laughter almost escaped. Perhaps in his excessive excitement, Director General had forgotten to switch the bolt!
　　“Director General is really a sharpshooter!” Director Zhou shook the pheasant, singing highly.
　　I whispered to Director General’s ear, “Director General, when you shoot next time, remember to switch the bolt.”
　　“Ha-ha-ha-” Director General broke into a wild laugh.
　　

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