Chapter 418: Rectifying Military Discipline and Punishing the Stubborn
Chapter 418: Rectifying Military Discipline and Punishing the Stubborn
Linhe Township, Hebei Border Region, Western Hebei. The weather was sunny. In the afternoon.
The special column is stationed in the courtyard of a soldier's dormitory. More than a dozen soldiers gathered in a circle, eager to see how their deputy company commander would knock Deputy Commander Meng Dakui to the ground and be embarrassed to admit defeat. They wanted to see what was going on with Deputy Commander Meng's martial arts?
The big old black man standing in the circle with his eyes wide open and waved two hammer-like fists and pounced fiercely towards Meng Dakui, punching and kicking fiercely in a gust of storm.
Meng Dakui didn't expect that Da Lao Hei's movements would be so fast and ferocious, it was simply dazzling and unavoidable. Meng Dakui retreated again and again, turned around in a circle to dodge, and used his right hand to push and block the big old black who slammed into front of him and smashed down the heavy punch that was powerful and heavy, as if it had a thousand powers, and then raised his leg to dodge the big shovel-like foot kicked by the big old black. Meng Dakui couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he didn't expect the power of the big old black fist to be so great, if this punch hit the head of an ordinary person, it would definitely immediately faint and fall unconscious. At the same time, Meng Dakui couldn't help but smile in his heart, he knew the number and the bottom in his heart. As the saying goes, as soon as an expert makes a move, he knows if there is one. Meng Dakui began to learn martial arts at the age of seven in the Fangjia Weiyuan Martial Arts Hall, and studied under several martial arts masters with extraordinary family learning and attainments from the three generations of the Fang family. When he was eighteen or nineteen years old, he followed his master Fang Jiren to visit the folk martial arts masters from the north of the Yangtze River to the three northeastern provinces. More than ten years have passed, and he has practiced a strong martial arts with solid basic skills. At this moment, in Meng Dakui's eyes, Da Lao Hei, who has no martial arts routines and moves, is just a reckless and stupid man who is arrogant and fighting on the street. Just a seven or eight-year-old boy like him can fight twice, and it only takes three punches and two kicks to knock him to the ground. However, Meng Dakui couldn't bear it, he really didn't want to knock Da Lao Hei to the ground in front of so many soldiers, how to say that he was also the deputy company commander, so he should give him some dignity and face. However, Meng Dakui thought again, if he didn't fight at this moment, he couldn't do it, he had to fight, and he had to knock Da Lao Hei to the ground and beat him convincingly. It is just right to take advantage of today's opportunity to rectify military discipline and punish the tame and stubborn old blacks. Let him and his subordinates, the bandit-born soldiers, know and understand that the special column is an army that protects the common people and is the people's soldiers. In the special column, it is not possible to do without the firm conviction of resisting Japan and saving the country and the people, it is impossible to do without steely discipline, it is impossible to resolutely obey orders and prohibitions, it is impossible to do without a strong body and strong martial arts, and it is impossible to just rely on brute strength to mess around and eat.
"Wait! Wait a minute! Meng Dakui loudly stopped the big old black who was kicking wildly.
"What's the matter? Deputy commander, are you scared, don't you dare to fight? Throwing in the towel? The big old black put away his fists and feet, panting, and asked rather smugly and mockingly.
"What? Afraid of you? Hey, that's a joke. Deputy company commander, do we have to have a talk? What does it mean to win or lose? Meng Dakui asked.
"Okay. Meng Dakui, aren't you the deputy commander? You say it, you can do whatever you want. I don't know the depths of the cow panting, the big old black said with a nonchalant face.
"Deputy Company Commander, do you have to compete with me today?"
"Yes! Lao Tzu doesn't accept you, you have to win or lose today. ”
"Oh? Well, well. Deputy company commander, whoever is knocked to the ground loses. If I lose, I will be a soldier in the company, and you will be the deputy commander; If you lose, you'll have to listen to me. What do you think? Do you think this will work? ”
"Okay. Meng Dakui, this is what you said, you have to talk and count, everyone can hear it, everyone is on the scene to testify. The big old black looked around at the surrounding warriors and said loudly and angrily.
Disappointed and helpless, Zhou Qiwei looked at the old man who didn't know the height of the sky and the depth, and shook his head again and again. He knew that he couldn't stop it now. simply asked Deputy Commander Meng to ruthlessly deal with this free and careless thorn in the head. Zhou Qiwei sighed in his heart again: Alas, the old man is black, you will suffer a lot and lose face.
"Let's look at the tricks!" The big old black tiger descended the mountain, and the hungry tiger pounced like a food, and his right fist like a hammer slammed into Meng Dakui's face.
Meng Dakui, who was standing still, saw the figure of Da Lao Hei rushing towards him, and at the moment when his fist was about to hit his face, he quickly dodged sideways and dodged the heavy punch, and at the moment when he staggered with Da Lao Hei, Meng Dakui lightly and covertly stretched out his right foot and tightly hooked Da Lao Hei's right foot, and when Da Lao Hei's fist hit the air and his body pounced on Meng Dakui, Meng Dakui waved his right palm like lightning and slapped it heavily on the back of Da Lao Hei's spine. Da Lao Hei suddenly lost his center of gravity, his feet left the ground, his body flew into the air and fell to the ground, and he fell to the ground. Da Lao Hei immediately felt a fishy heat in his throat and eyes, a dull pain in his heart and nausea, as if he was about to vomit blood. The big old black rolled over and staggered to his feet, staggered and struck with his right fist. Meng Dakui, who was standing in front of his left foot and behind his right foot, tilted his head slightly, raised his right hand and tightly grabbed the right fist that locked the big old black and pulled it outward, and at the same time the left foot retreated sharply and turned around and squatted slightly, pulling the big old black to his back, with the help of the forward momentum of the big old black, he quickly got up and straightened his back, released the right hand that was tightly grasping and pulling the right wrist of the big old black with all his strength, and threw the big old black out of the air with a simple "big back crotch" in a wrestling technique. Meng Dakui's movements are dexterous and fast, and he can do it in one go, that is, the kung fu of a blink of an eye and a fart.
The big old black, who fell heavily to the ground with gold stars in his eyes, roared angrily and angrily:
"Brethren! It's all for Lao Tzu to go on! Knock Meng Dakui down and knock him over! ”
The dozen or so soldiers who stood in a circle and watched intently were stunned for a moment when they heard Da Lao Hei's order, and then swarmed up with their fists and surrounded Meng Dakui, kicking and kicking all in a disorderly manner. Punch fiercely to the door and heart, and kick fiercely to the crotch and knees. Meng Dakui was not in a hurry, tossing and turning, punching and kicking and pushing for a while, and then launched a quick and rapid counterattack. There was a burst of punches and kicks, and after more than ten minutes, more than a dozen fighters were knocked to the ground, and they didn't dare to stand up and fight again, and they finally completely understood in their hearts how high Meng Dakui's martial arts were.
"Ahh A bunch of rubbish! A bunch of useless foodies! You two still dare to come out and mess around? Aren't you afraid of being embarrassed? Meng Dakui sneered loudly.
The big old black and a dozen soldiers who fell to the ground were all frowning and ashamed.
Zhou Qiwei, who was watching the battle, could see that more than a dozen soldiers used all their strength to surround Meng Dakui, and used all their ruthless and black moves. And although Meng Dakui's counterattack was powerful and punched to the flesh, it was left room and proportionate, and no move hit the vital parts of the soldiers' bodies, only skin and flesh pain. If a lethal technique and footwork are used, then Da Lao Hei and these dozen or so soldiers will either be killed or injured, and the consequences will be very disastrous.
"Stand up for me! Assemble and follow me to the training ground! I'm going to show you what real martial arts are. How does it take to become a qualified fighter for a special column? What kind of skills do you have to defeat the Japanese devils? ”
Da Lao Hei, who had pain in his waist, legs and arms, and more than a dozen soldiers trembled, panicked, staggered, and staggered behind Meng Dakui and Zhou Qiwei to the training ground. They don't know how Meng Dakui will carry out more severe humiliation, revenge and punishment?