I grabbed Liu Yong's wrist with my backhand, and then used my anti-knuckle technique to put his elbow on my shoulder, in the shape of a cross lever, so that he had to stand on tiptoe and follow me forward, losing his center of gravity. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Immediately afterwards, I pressed my waist and abdomen hard, dragging his arms forward and back, and at the same time, my buttocks suddenly pressed against his waist and hips, and my hind feet lifted, and I shouted: "Go!"

Liu Yong's five-year-old and three-thick body drew a graceful arc on my head, and then he was slammed to the ground.

This is the over-the-shoulder fall that Liu Yong just demonstrated, which I slightly modified and used on his body.

Originally, with Liu Yong's skills and reflexes, he couldn't be hit at all, but I added an anti-joint skill in the process, which is the key, and he was yin by me because he didn't look down on me.

"Mr. Liu, I don't know if my over-the-shoulder fall just now is standard. I said very politely to Liu Yong lying on the ground, without the slightest pride, full of curiosity, I performed very sincerely.

Liu Yong is the absolute authority on combat among us, and when I say this, no matter how thick his skin is, he can't attack, because his face has to find a place to rest.

So he stood up and bared his teeth and yelled at the others: "Su Bei's movements just now are very standard, and they are full of explosiveness. That anti-joint technique...... Just the right time!"

Luo Yamei and Lan Cannon covered their mouths, and were amused by Liu Yong's play, and An Zidui, who was not smiling, also blushed.

Liu had the courage to grit his teeth and look at me, eager to eat me raw.

I threw him a bullish and lightning look, I just wanted to tell him that I can't be bullied in northern Jiangsu.

However, this Liu Yong is definitely a tendon, and after three hours of combat training, he used me as a target to demonstrate at least 80 different wrestling methods.

I was badly wrestled, the over-the-shoulder throw had drained all my strength, and I never managed to launch a decent attack on Liu Yong after that.

In this way, at nine o'clock, Liu Yong was really tired, and under my resolute and unyielding eyes, he shouted and disbanded.

You can imagine that he is tired of beating people, so what do you say I have to beat?

After a short break, Luo Yamei took a notebook and began to train us on the basics of the Internet, cracking website passwords and other computer methods.

In the middle of the field, except for Lan Cannon's left dodge and dodge to the spitting star like a machine gun bullet, An Zidui and Liu Yong and I all fell asleep.

I don't know what they think, I really want to hear it, because the Internet is so amazing to me, but my eyelids are not angry, and I droop hard.

It is no exaggeration to say that if a matchstick is placed between my upper and lower eyelids, it is estimated that I will have to be like Zhang Fei in the Three Kingdoms, I can fall asleep with my eyes open.

I finally stayed up until noon, and Luoya finally finished training her subjects, and I was the first to rush into the cafeteria as the food delivery car drove into the base.

After lunch, I slept soundly, and this sleep was the only one I have slept soundly in the past ten years.

Sleep peacefully, sleep rightly!

At two o'clock in the afternoon, recuperating in spirits, An Zidui began to train in firearms, and as a good sniper, I was undoubtedly deeply attracted by what he said.

Don't look at it, I've never touched a gun before, but when I was in prison, I used to go to the library corner to find some books on firearms.

Every time Zhang Qingyun came to see me, he would bring me a plastic bag full of "Jungle War" magazine, almost every issue, and he knew that I liked guns and didn't take it seriously, so he used this way to make up for my regrets.

Seeing that I was listening very carefully and wanted to interact with me to liven up the atmosphere, he asked me a very professional question.

"Subei, do you know why the same sniper rifle, the same sniper, under the same air humidity, wind speed and wind direction, and a distance, pull the trigger at the same time, the accuracy of shooting will be different?"

"Mental quality?" I replied tentatively.

An Zidui was obviously surprised, but then nodded at me and continued.

"Su Bei is right, that is, psychological quality, when people deal with the same thing at different points in time, their psychology will inevitably change.

Whether it's a pistol, an assault rifle, or a sniper rifle, it's our mental quality that dominates the accuracy of these firearms, and first of all, you have to keep a calm mind about what is happening in front of you......"

Then, An Zidui kept asking me questions about my professional knowledge of firearms.

I followed what I saw in the book, combined with my own understanding, and the answer was fluent.

At four o'clock, after An Zidu's firearms training was over, he sat down next to me and asked me, "Subei, you used to be a soldier?"

I grinned, "Almost, if I hadn't stabbed that bastard, maybe I'd still be shooting in the army now." “

An Zidui nodded thoughtfully, and then immediately asked, "Then how did you answer the questions I asked?"

"Hey, it looks like it's in the book. I'd love to play with it. ”

"Then you've never touched a gun?" An Zidui looked at me with a look of disbelief on her face.

I shook my head and sighed, "Well, I don't have that life." “

"You're definitely a sniper, and I've never seen anything about firearms to this extent with your knowledge from books!" Suddenly he whispered in my ear: "If you're not tired, I'll take you to the back mountain at night to shoot two shots?"

"Really?"

"That must be really, the bullet tube is enough for your scourge!"

When I heard this, my heart blossomed, and I nodded happily.

He was definitely my first friend in the 49th group, and the first person I felt warm.

Next, the Lan artillery intelligence special training, the content is rich and colorful, including perfect camouflage, character simulation, intelligence information transmission and interception, and so on.

Lan Cannon spoke very vividly, he could use the paintbrush and chalk makeup in his hand to transform himself into another person in less than three minutes, and he had different personalities and different voices.

He was also able to trick Team Leader Liang out of his office by striking stones on the ground to make irregular movements.

This is kung fu, this is the ability, watching the wonderful performance of Lan Cannon, the two-hour training flies by.

And I did learn a lot from it, but they were too informative and I still need to digest them slowly.

I knew very well that this was a necessary process, and I was glad that my brain cells did not die with my past, and now they are active, like a sponge greedily absorbing the water around them.

If Team Leader Liang gave me a chance to live again, then the training of these colleagues filled my blank sheet of paper.

As the days went by, I was so fulfilled that I didn't have time to think about anything else and devote myself to these demanding trainings.

A week later, I was able to eat eggs and beef for breakfast in the cafeteria.

A month later, Liu Yong no longer dared to use me as a target to demonstrate to others.

A year later, I became the plague god here, and everyone who saw me subconsciously avoided me.

Because I would get up at three o'clock and run 40 kilometers with a weight on the weight of Team Leader Liang with a hard face.

I will use the computer to secretly cut into the network system of the Bucktooth Girl, peek at her chat history with the wild men, and then save the screenshots as the capital to blackmail her.

An Zidui's pride in firearms was also hurt by me, the old 85 sniper rifle, at a distance of 1200 meters, I can shoot a movable living body standing up, which is more accurate than his kneeling shooting.

I would also put myself in the form of Lan Cannon in the middle of the night, pry open the lock of Lan Cannon's room, sneak up to his bedside, and scare him into crying wolf.

There is also Liu Yong, who was completely convinced by me during the combat combat training two months ago, and I still remember the scene when Liu Yong was beaten.

I grabbed him by the neck and pinned him to the ground.

"Grass, I'll take it, don't fight it!"

An electric cannon slammed up.

"Oh my grass, Subei, you really want to kill me!"

Another electric cannon.

"I was wrong, Brother Bei, I'm really convinced, don't fight. ”

Or an electric cannon.

“……”

Until he was beaten by me and foamed at the mouth.

But I admire his ability to resist hits, just these few electric cannons, if you want to replace me, I guess I can be knocked out and woken up back and forth.

The next day, they should eat and drink, and they should not delay at all.

And I also have a nickname of my own, which they gave me after discussion.

Su old monster!

That's right, it's this disgusting nickname to describe my genius against the sky, and because of this, all training classes have been stopped, because they don't want to be trained to death by me.

Honestly, I would like to thank them for their unreserved teaching, which made my year even more wonderful and fulfilling than the first 28 years combined.

During this year, every time I paid a salary, I would go to meet Zhang Qingyun.

It's just that every time he asks me about my work, I will make up countless lock-picking episodes to deceive him.

It makes me feel bad.

Zhang Qingyun helped me receive the salary that the detention center gave me, and whenever he stuffed a lot of money into my hands, I would say to him: "I don't need to spend money on food and housing now, you can help my eldest brother save it, and you will give it to me when the time comes." “

Actually, I want him to have a better life, and don't keep fighting with his daughter-in-law because of the two money.

As for the 49th group of the Security Department, I saved more than 10,000 yuan of salary every month into a passbook, which is the money I saved for my wife.

One night in late November, the snow was fluttering in the air like goose feathers.

It's still the Sakura Restaurant, or the table by the window, and the dishes on the table are still pot wrapped pork and Mao's braised pork.

Zhang Qingyun was slightly drunk, and I was also drunk.

"By the way, big brother, next Saturday, will you go to Yan Yan's wedding? ”

The name Yan Yan is really a long time lost for me, I have never forgotten the relationship with her, it has always been buried in my heart, I also mustered up the courage to go to her, but I have not come to see me once in ten years of prison, what face do I have to face her?

Now that she is about to get married, although I no longer have any illusions about her, when I hear the news, my heart still twitches, and I can't tell you the pain, as if a hand was pinching it

"With whom?" I asked, holding back the sore pain in my nose and feigning calm.

"Just that bastard in your fifth class, bullied me, and later asked you to beat up that guy named Xin. ”

"Yu Xin?" Thinking of this name, I inadvertently showed a trace of disdain on my face.

"Yes, yes, it's him!" Zhang Qingyun seemed to see that I was a little embarrassed by this Yu Xin in my heart, and hurriedly said: "Big brother, if it's inconvenient for you to go, I'll go over and help you go with me." ”

I drank three glasses of wine in a row, then stuffed a whole piece of pot-wrapped meat into my mouth, chewed it one by one, and said indistinctly: "Let's see, if I don't have the kung fu at that time, I'll call you." ”

On the way back to the base, I was pondering, Yan Yan, why did you just marry such a king and eight calves.

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