Xiao Si's nose was not a nose, and his face was not a face, but he was stopped by Yang Tianfeng reaching out.

Small, the tiger is not powerful, you and I are a sick cat!

Yang Tianfeng waved his hand with a smile and said, "Bring a training uniform for Director Song, my hands are heavy, don't hurt him." ”

The two of them were on the same page, and no one could persuade them anymore, so they had to watch the two of them walk into the field, and the training of the troops was suspended. The soldiers didn't care about that, there was a lot of excitement to see, how interesting, and they sat in a big circle around the playground.

Yang Tianfeng moved his arms, legs and feet, and he had obviously grown stronger in the past few days, so he just used this stinky boy who didn't know the height of the sky to practice his hands and move his muscles and bones.

took the wooden gun stained with white ash, Song Qingpu put on a posture and stared at him; Yang Tianfeng was not to be outdone, and brushed the ground to make the action of preparing to use the gun flawless.

This is also famous, sending the gun out with a "bang", ready to move at one time, and glaring at each other, will make the enemy shudder. Moreover, it can defend tightly, facilitate offense, and mentally threaten the enemy.

Song Qingpu stared at Yang Tianfeng closely, although he was not convinced, but Yang Tianfeng's clean and neat movements just now still had some influence on him, and he was a lot more cautious.

The corners of Yang Tianfeng's mouth turned up, as if he was sneering, and as if he was disdainful. He started suddenly, his right foot quickly moved to his left heel, and while his right foot landed on the ground, he quickly and bravely stabbed at Song Qingpu.

This is an ordinary step stab, but Yang Tianfeng is ruthless and fast, and because there is no action to draw the gun, it is even more difficult to guard. The so-called pistol is to pull the back of the gun and then stab, which is equivalent to telling the enemy, I am going to stab you, the other party is prepared, of course, it is not easy for you to stab.

Song Qingpu didn't expect Yang Tianfeng to fight when he said it, the momentum was like thunder, the distance between him and Yang Tianfeng was less than the appropriate length of the stab, but after Yang Tianfeng took a big step, the gun was already in front of his chest. didn't have time to think about it, Song Qingpu used his gun to pull back in a panic, and at the same time wanted to take a step back, pull away a little distance, and then counterattack.

Ouch, Song Qingpu tried to swing Yang Tianfeng's weapon away, but he didn't expect to use much strength in a hurry. And Yang Tianfeng's wooden spear didn't move at all as if it was cast in iron, and before he had time to react, the wooden spear had already stabbed heavily in his chest. Although he was wearing a stab-proof suit, it was still very painful after being hit by a wooden stick, and Song Qingpu took two steps back and knelt on the ground in pain.

Hey, Song Shuhua saw that her brother was at a loss, so she screamed softly in distress and wanted to step forward. Yao Zongfa stretched out his hand to hold her, and whispered coldly: "I don't know how thick the sky is, let him suffer a little." It is better to be wounded in the hands of one's own than in the hands of the enemy. ”

"I'm sorry, my hands are heavy, does it hurt?" Yang Tianfeng put away his gun and asked lightly.

Song Qingpu slowly sat on the ground, his heart felt like he had been knocked over the five-flavor bottle, and he had any taste.

The soldiers watching the battle shouted at this time: "Okay! "Awesome!" "A captain is a captain!"

"I wasn't ready just now, so I don't count." Song Qingpu gritted his teeth, got up, grabbed the gun in his hand, gasped, and glared at Yang Tianfeng again.

brush, Yang Tianfeng didn't talk nonsense, and put on a preparatory posture again. If you don't accept it, you will be beaten, your hair has not grown, and there is no actual combat drill, you are still tender!

This time, Song Qingpu completely put away his contempt, concentrated on it, and guarded the door tightly.

Yang Tianfeng still took the initiative to attack, deceived the left and stabbed the right, and almost succeeded; Another trick stabbed down, and Song Qingpu barely jumped away like a monkey. Hehe, stinky boy, it's useless to just hide. Yang Tianfeng used the stabbing method, which was a strong attack and wound method used when the enemy was heavily defended.

After more than a month of crazy workouts, coupled with Yang Tianfeng's youth and good nutritional foundation, the speed of his progress is amazing.

A left stab, Yang Tianfeng wound the gun from under the pistol to the left side of the pistol, slammed Song Qingpu's gun to the left with the combined force of both hands, and then quickly turned the gun and stabbed down.

Well, Song Qingpu snorted, and was stabbed hard in the thigh, shaking in pain, and standing unsteadily.

Yang Tianfeng did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but threw the wooden gun to the soldier next to him, took two steps forward, supported Song Qingpu, and asked with concern: "Panic, panic, what does Director Song think, it doesn't matter, right?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay." Song Qingpu's legs hurt very much, and his heart was even more uncomfortable, but he still understood a little in his heart that if he lost the battle, he would not lose anyone, if he jumped like thunder and spoke viciously to each other, it would be even more despised.

"Keep training." Yang Tianfeng turned around and shouted, and helped Song Qingpu out of the field.

Song Shuhua was the first to catch up, her face full of concern and distress.

Song Qingpu hurriedly squeezed out a smile to comfort the old sister and said, "Sister, I'm fine, nothing at all." As he spoke, he pushed Yang Tianfeng away and took two steps on the ground in pain.

"You, it's really-" Song Shuhua stopped talking, turned her head to Yang Tianfeng and smiled, "Thank you Captain Yang for your mercy." My brother is young and ignorant, don't be surprised. ”

"How can it!" Yang Tianfeng smiled very tolerantly: "Young people, if you are not convinced, then you can make progress." I like Brother Song's temper very much, unlike those soldiers under me, who see me one by one like mice and cats, and they don't dare to practice with me. ”

Zhao Yurou looked at Yang Tianfeng, then at Song Qingpu, wanted to laugh and held back. You're a few years older than others, and you're old-fashioned in teaching others.

"There are no weak soldiers under the strong generals, and Captain Yang is strong, and the soldiers brought out will definitely not be bad." Yao Zongfa said with a smile: "Now we can rest assured, if the devils come again, let Captain Yang beat them." ”

"It is the responsibility of a soldier to protect the territory and the people." Yang Tianfeng replied very decently.

"Yes, yes!" Yao Zongfa gave a few more words of encouragement before leading many officials to leave.

The unexpected episode did not disrupt Yang Tianfeng's plans, and he stayed in the barracks to continue training the soldiers. Assassination is not just a technique, but a spirit that is a combination of blood, guts, and courage. How can the troops, who do not dare to meet the enemy's bayonets, suppress the crazy "bushido" of the devils.

In addition to eating and sleeping, the recruits practiced tactical maneuvers and assassination the most. Only after careful and repeated practice can one subconsciously complete a series of actions such as shooting, stabbing, and anti-stabbing in the face of the enemy.

When the narrow road meets, the brave wins. In hand-to-knuckle combat, it is often impossible for a fighter to give too much thought to his tactical moves, and all that flashes through their minds is how to take out the opponent as quickly as possible and how to survive themselves.

Another day, Yang Tianfeng looked at the sun in the west, took off his training uniform, changed into a military uniform, and left the barracks with a few entourage.