Return to the red age

When Wang Jiefang heard this, he wanted to say that it is really inappropriate for you to practice boxing at your age, but he couldn't refuse, so he nodded: "I can teach you, but I don't guarantee that you can all learn it. You are a bit old. .”

"Of course, thank you monitor."

"Thank you monitor."

"Then let's do Hong Quan." Wang Jiefang thought for a while and said. In fact, all the martial arts are masters of all disciplines. It's just a matter of whether you are good at it or not. Wang Jiefang himself is good at weapons, but it doesn't matter if he teaches boxing to these newcomers. question.

"First I have to stand on my horse, that's what I do."

"The most important thing is that the kung fu must be coordinated with breathing." Wang Jiefang began to demonstrate.

"It doesn't feel like anything difficult."

"It's very easy." These people didn't know how powerful Zama Step was, so they all started to learn it in a decent manner.

Wang Jiefang looked at the steps of his soldiers and was speechless. He quickly stood up and corrected: "Put your chest out."

"Tighten your belly."

"Squat down further."

Even the bangs were corrected by Wang Jiefang.

Within five minutes, someone shouted: "Squad leader, how long will it take?"

"Start with at least one stick of incense."

"Not here yet?"

"not yet."

"I can't stand it anymore, my legs are cramped."

At this time, the lights-out signal rang, and everyone quickly stood up. Bangs felt fine.

Wang Jiefang said as he was getting ready to take a rest: "You guys are getting older. I'll just teach you the routine tomorrow."

"Squad leader, you've learned how to beat each other, how many of them?" someone asked immediately.

"Kung Fu is actually about reacting quickly and learning how to deal with gangsters. Two or three are no problem. The more you think about it, the more you will become better. Among you, Comrade Liu Hai is the only one who still hopes to learn to be good, and Kung Fu must be practiced every day. If you don’t practice for half a year, you won’t have much strength anymore.”

"Comrade Liu Hai is not very old." Others said.

"This is one, and the other is that Liu Hai is very good at sports and his muscles are very flexible."

At this time, the lights went out and everyone stopped talking. Liu Hai was lying on the bed. He could learn Kung Fu and practice his reflexes. In fact, Liu Hai was not afraid of any danger. He was mainly afraid of exposing his secrets and causing trouble.

On the aircraft carrier, there are missiles, airplanes, pistols, various types of rifles, and micro submachine guns. If there is a real threat to Liu Hai's life, he will immediately make a show of disappearing for the opponent, and then come out with the equipment. Your own safety is the first priority. .

If he really caused trouble, Liu Hai probably would have to imitate a certain great writer from Hong Kong Island and run away. That great writer actually became famous in Hong Kong Island only because he was a gangster in the Mainland.

Of course, it is very simple for Liu Hai to run away. Find a place where there is no one, release the F35, and run around the world. No one in the world can detect a stealth fighter like the F35.

The exercise continued the next morning, and the team training continued after dinner. People who were exposed to the sun had their skin peeling off, but there was no sunscreen or anything like that.

At noon, everyone went to the big tree outside the dormitory again. They were tired all morning and took the time to rest and replenish their strength.

In the afternoon, we dug trenches, criss-crossing trenches. The platoon leader asked everyone to dig while explaining the trenches.

"Trench is the biggest support to protect one's life."

"The better the trenches are built, the stronger the defense will be."

The trenches at this time were not straight, but curved, with various firepower points, machine guns, and even mortars arranged.

I went back for dinner in the afternoon. During class, everyone was given a gun. Of course, there was no firing pin. Bangs was also given a gun, but it looked like it was imported from Lao Maozi in the past because it was old.

Let everyone get familiar with the disassembly, assembly, and aiming postures.

Finally, a brick was hung from a rope in front of the gun to practice stability.

Then the guns were brought back to everyone, as well as the armed slings, but they were filled with sand, and they would have to do morning exercises with weights tomorrow morning.

After the class, everyone followed the squad leader to practice boxing routines.

The next morning, everyone carried rifles and armed suspenders and went out for exercise, walking five kilometers back and forth, shouting slogans.

In the morning, we still trained in formation, and everyone was tanned by the sun. We rested at noon, and continued to dig trenches in the afternoon. This time they were for anti-shelling and air defense, with individual soldiers and several people.

At the end of the day, I was covered in dirt. At night, the instructor took a grenade and introduced the grenade, its structure, usage, and even how to make a trap for half an hour.

In the next half hour, I practiced aiming. It was okay at first, but within ten minutes I started sweating. I had to raise my hands steadily. This posture is similar to the Zama Step.

After the evening class, the squad leader taught everyone Hongquan routines. Everyone was in high spirits. The squad leader Wang Jiefang taught a routine and corrected it. Anyway, it only lasted about twenty minutes every night.

A week after Liu Hai entered here, live ammunition shooting started in the afternoon. Everyone brought their guns to the shooting range.

The platoon leader shouted loudly: "Third squad leader, get out of the queue."

"Arrived." The third squad leader immediately came out.

"Start," the platoon leader shouted.

"Yes." The third squad leader quickly started.

He first crawled on the ground and spent about ten minutes making an emergency personal pit. Then he took the gun, crawled on the ground, and started loading and shooting.

"Look carefully, everyone, this is a fusion of what you learned earlier." The platoon leader said on the side, and the rest of the people sat on the ground, pointing their guns upward. There was no order, and no guns were allowed to be fired. There was no order. Loading bullets is not allowed, the bullets are all at the platoon leader's side.

"Three points and one line, eyes, crosshair, and target."

"Third squad leader, shoot." the platoon leader shouted.

Biu! Biu! Biu!

The sound of this gun is nice, crisp, but deadly.

"Very good." The platoon leader held the binoculars and looked at the results on the target.

"Class one."

"arrive."

"Get out of the queue."

"Start." The platoon leader gave the order, and the squadron who had just stood up suddenly fell to the ground, and lines were already drawn on the ground.

The first group of people crawled to the ground and quickly dug individual soldier pits.

"not bad."

"Fire bullets." The platoon leader asked the three squad leaders to start firing bullets.

"Load." After the bullets were fired, the platoon leader gave the order.

"Listen to my command and come one by one." The platoon leader shouted again.

"No. 1, one round ready, fire." the platoon leader shouted loudly.

No. 1 was a little nervous, and the squad leader squatted aside to comfort the man, take aim, and pull the trigger.

Biu!

The platoon leader looked through the binoculars and shook his head.

"Missed the target." The platoon leader shouted two words.

The first squad leader corrected No. 1's shooting posture and gave instructions at the same time. After the first squad leader finished giving instructions, the platoon leader gave the order again: "Shoot."

"Missed the target." The platoon leader still shook his head.

Liu Hai clearly felt that everyone else around him breathed a sigh of relief. He couldn't be nervous about this thing. Of course, the shooting skills were all fed by bullets.

"Three points and one line, eyes, crosshair, target, adjust your breathing, calm yourself down." The platoon leader shouted loudly.

"No. 1, shoot." After the platoon leader finished speaking, he gave the order.