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Zhang Zhun nodded with satisfaction, walked up to Yang Zixuan, and asked in a deep voice, "What about you?" ”

Yang Zixuan gritted his teeth and replied: "I hate the government!" ”

Zhang Zhun asked, "Why?" ”

Yang Zixuan replied: "It's that the government and the court don't care about our life or death, and they still occupy all our fields!" Our family used to have thirty acres of land, but now we don't have any at all! I want to take back the land that belongs to me! ”

Yang Junjie said: "None of us have land at home! If we had land, would we still be hungry? ”

The others shouted in unison, "That's it! If we had land, would we still be hungry? We want land! We want to get back the land that belongs to us! ”

"Good!"

"Now, imagine your enemy standing in front of you, and stab him with all his might! Remember! Use all the strength of your body to explode all the anger you have buried in your hearts! ”

Zhang Zhun shouted decisively.

"Watch my movements!"

"Follow me through every move!"

"Listen to me!"

"Ready!"

"Thorn!"

Eight people stabbed the bamboo spear out with a brush.

"Thorn Left!"

"Thorn right!"

"Stab!"

Zhang Zhun taught the assassination actions one by one.

The People's Liberation Army has condensed the essentials of assassination for decades, and of course Zhang Zhun can't finish it in one morning, so he can only teach some of the most basic movements and then order them to practice repeatedly. The simpler the action, the more practical it is, but the more effort it takes to practice well.

Tiger heads, these military households, are obviously not used to such drastic movements, and they are already sweating profusely and panting for a while. Lacking food and clothing, their physical fitness cannot be compared with modern people. The bamboo spear they stabbed out, from the perspective of strength, really disappointed Zhang Zhun.

Despite this, Zhang Zhun still enjoyed the process very much, as if he had returned to the era when he was in the army, it was really a happy time. The sense of accomplishment of training recruits who are ignorant and don't know anything into tigers on land and dragons in the sea is self-evident.

"Take a break!"

Seeing that everyone has practiced almost, Zhang Zhun nodded and said.

Their rest time is Zhang Zhun's performance time. He found a few shallow bays with fish, threw stones down, and then the bamboo spear quickly stabbed down, and one by one the big fish were stabbed up. There is no marine pollution, no overfishing, and the fish resources in the Yellow Sea are really unprecedentedly abundant, and he does not have to worry about no harvest at all.

In a sense, it is also a good way for him to recover. His body is good, better than the physical condition of his previous life, with thick hands and feet, and a burly figure, but it will take time to be able to use it completely freely.

In the eyes of the eight "recruits", Zhang Zhun's every move is simply amazing. They used fishing nets, and they also had to try their luck to catch the nets inside, never thinking that such a flexible fish could be stabbed with a shot and then easily lifted. Every time they think about this, they can't wait to become a "sharpshooter" like Zhang Zhun.

After a while, Zhang Zhun completed the task. Eight people each have two large yellow croaker, and the weight of each one is more than five catties. After getting the fish, the eight of them were extremely excited, and they all said that after they finished eating, they would immediately go to Red Rock Beach to practice hard.

"Let's go!"

Zhang Zhun nodded.

The eight of them went in a hurry.

Zhang Zhun nodded thoughtfully in the back, and said to himself: "The son can be taught." ”

Huo Ran shook the bamboo gun and practiced it by himself.

He wants to get his body back to its best condition as soon as possible.

In troubled times, force is not omnipotent, but without force, it can't!

At the end of the training, of course Zhang Zhun can't lose himself, anyway, there are many fish in the water, don't be in vain. He casually tied three more big yellow croakers, carried them in his hands, and returned to the shantytown of Yangjiatun.

After Yang Yinghan witnessed Zhang Zhun's magical ability, he was no longer surprised, took the three fish, and prepared lunch. In fact, the silver carp that Zhang Zhun found last night has not yet started to eat, and this fish alone is enough for them to eat for a day.

"That'...... Let your dad call the shots and see whose home to give it to, right? ”

Zhang Zhun said briskly.

Yang Yinghan really went to ask Yang Kaide, and then according to his father's wishes, he gave the fish to the surrounding neighbors, and got a piece of thanks. She herself feels very sweet in her heart, because the neighbors always associate her with Zhang Zhun.

Now the neighbors of Yangjiatun really regard Zhang Zhun as a martial artist, and the fish in the sea are obedient, as long as Zhang Zhun makes a move, these fish will obediently go up. If you take a javelin casually, you can get nearly a hundred fish back every day, isn't this what Wuqu Xing is?

Yangjiatun, and even the entire Fushan Institute, have never had such a powerful person. In the past, there were also people from the Smelling Fragrance Sect who came here, making gods and ghosts, and it seemed that they were doing something serious, but the military families did not get the benefits of the actual surname, and they had to pay for incense and fire, so they slowly stopped believing it.

Only Zhang Zhun is a real guy, so they can't believe it. You've eaten all the fish in your stomach, and even the most skeptical people don't dare to say that you're not eating real fish, right? Unconsciously, Zhang Zhun has become a leader in everyone's minds. Otherwise, why is the imperial court so taboo about these messy folk legends?

At noon, it was still fish head soup, dried vegetable rice, stewed fish pieces, well, there was one more fried fish, which was left over from last night. It's not that Yang Yinghan doesn't want to steam, it's mainly that the fish that Zhang Zhun got back are very big and can't be steamed. Zhang Zhun didn't want to make small fish, the taste of the steamed small fish was good, but the splash of the small fish was not obvious, and the target was small, in case it was not hit, it would be a waste of an opportunity.

After lunch, Zhang Zhun came to Red Rock Beach and found that Yang Qianqiang, Yang Zhiyuan, Hao Linyong, Zou Mingjia and other eight people were already waiting on the beach, each holding a sharp bamboo gun in their hands. Energetic and energetic.

No two words, start practicing immediately.

Eight people are just about the same as the recruit class, and training them is really handy for Zhang Zhun, who has been a non-commissioned officer for eight years. He broke down the essentials of assassination one by one and taught them them, and at the same time let the two practice against each other to strengthen their confrontation ability as soon as possible.

After two days of thinking, Zhang Zhun decided to make the assassination the focus of the key and strengthen it on everyone. Stabbing before, stabbing back, stabbing left, stabbing right, stabbing up, stabbing down, this is the most basic action, even if the tiger chases behind, you must be extremely proficient.

In addition to the most basic movements mentioned above, there are also forehand stabs, backhand stabs, jumping stabs, ground stabs, turning stabs, rolling stabs, Aquila stabs, cockroach stabs, frog jumping stabs, and sprints...... These actions were all studied by Zhang Zhun and his comrades-in-arms when he was in the army. At that time, they used mainly triangular thorns.

Although there were many types of firearms in the Ming Dynasty and their power was not weak, they did not completely replace cold weapons. In fact, the role of firearms is mainly reflected in artillery. Ordinary firearms or something, strictly elegant, are not as practical as cold weapons. Even the powerful three-eyed gun, after three shots, is used as a mace.

Zhang Zhun has no way to get firearms for the time being, so he can only start with cold weapons. In fact, he didn't even have a real cold weapon. Moreover, there are many kinds of these cold weapons, swords, guns, swords, halberds, everything, and if each weapon has to be taught, firstly, he himself does not understand, and secondly, it is difficult for them to learn. Therefore, Zhang Zhun decided to use only one weapon and teach only one killing technique.

That is:

Stab!

Fierce stab!

No chopping, no smashing, only thorns!

In short, no matter what enemy you encounter, you will always stab!

Long-distance combat uses bamboo guns, bamboo guns, javelins, and other weapons that are good at piercing.

In close-quarters combat, a triangular spike is used.

For this reason, in addition to the bamboo gun, Zhang Zhun also prepared at least two three-edged thorns for everyone. These triangular thorns are made of sturdy Camellia oleifera wood, which is diamond-shaped and has three blood grooves. After testing, the mandarin duck jacket equipped by the Ming army, as well as the general leather armor, could not block the thrust of the three-edged thorn. As long as you pierce the triangular thorn into the enemy's body, even if the enemy does not die, he will immediately lose his combat effectiveness.

By any measure, the Triangular Spike is a weapon that looks dull and dull, but is actually extremely powerful. In modern warfare, soldiers' sabers are required to meet a variety of functions such as cutting, and the three-edged spurs, which only have a simple piercing function, have gradually withdrawn from the stage of history because they cannot meet the requirements of the times. However, in the Ming Dynasty, in the hands of Zhang Zhun, it just played its role to the fullest.

Because, what Zhang Zhun needs is its only function:

Puncture!

Unstoppable piercing!

From a purely piercing point of view, there is no weapon more specialized than the triangular spine.

Due to the great streamlining of various killing techniques and the spending of all energy on practicing assassination, the assassination level of the eight people has improved very quickly. The assassination of the bamboo spear is a bit boring to practice, and it is the twenty-four basic movements that are repeated over and over again. However, the practice of triangular thorns is much more interesting.

The practice of triangular stabbing is completely hand-to-hand combat. Despite the invention of firearms, the Ming army had mastered the way in which artillery first began to attack, and then cavalry and infantry followed in turn. However, for the vast majority of the time, melee is still the most common form of combat. You come and go, swords, guns, swords, swords, swords, and shadows, flesh and blood flying. A real win is only a win if you win in a dogfight.

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