After arriving at this long-lost village, we went straight to Yanzi's house.

Although it was not my intention and the fat man to come to see Daddy Swallow, but if you come, you will be safe, and you will come, and you still have to have basic enthusiasm.

So as soon as I entered the door, the fat man and I skillfully greeted Daddy Swallow, and the Fat Man was more enthusiastic than anyone else, taking the lead, handing over the gifts, and introducing the ghost to Daddy Swallow.

Unexpectedly, Daddy Swallow seems to have known the ghost for a long time, or it should be said that there is a meaning of not seeing the person and the prophet's name.

He warmly shook hands with the ghost and said, "You are Wang Zhongyi!" Our swallows have been explained, and I will prepare all the things you need for you. ”

This unexpected scene made me and the fat man stunned.

Before I could ask, I suddenly heard a familiar and hoarse voice from inside the room, "Are the two little brothers, Xiao Wu and Xiao Xu, here?" "The owner of the voice is none other than Uncle Zhang, who has been Uncle Shangguan's apprentice for a few months.

Uncle Zhang held a plate of fragrant hot dishes in each hand, and walked briskly from the house to the small courtyard, and then the fat man and I noticed that they had already prepared a table of local specialties waiting for us.

Seriously, I have long missed Uncle Zhang's homemade rice wine, which is slightly sweet in the mouth and strong after drinking.

After everyone sat down, Daddy Swallow was happy and said, "Oops! We are a poor and remote place, it has not been so lively for a long time, and thanks to you coming back to see me and Zhang Lao, otherwise it would be deserted all year round.

After all, now that Yanzi has gone to work at Xiao Xu's place, the house is empty. ”

"Uncle! Don't worry, I'll let the swallows come home to see you from time to time in the future! The fat man of the monkey spirit saw that the swallow father missed his daughter, and hurriedly made a verbal guarantee.

Father Swallow smiled awkwardly and said, "Oops! Look at my mouth, don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else, just complain, after all, the younger generation has her own ideas, and it's not wrong for her to go out and see the outside world. ”

Uncle Zhang also hurriedly spoke, "I said, let's dry up the wine at night, and we don't think about other things." ”

"That's right! Right! Right! Drink! Drink! Father Swallow hurriedly responded.

When Uncle Zhang was about to pour us wine, the ghost hurriedly stopped him and said, "We can't drink this, we drink beer." ”

As he spoke, he asked the swallow father on the side, "Uncle!" Are you all set? ”

Father Yan responded, "According to your request, three cases of beer are ready, and I will take them for you." ”

I couldn't help but ask curiously, "Lao Wang!" What are you doing all the weird stuff today? ”

The ghost smiled and responded, "You eat and drink well in the evening, and after the night you will not have a good life." ”

The fat man hurriedly asked, "What do you mean, Lao Wang?" ”

"Tomorrow starts! Pull you jungle training. ”

"What!?"

The fat man and I were amazed.

It's good that I didn't drink the wine, otherwise I would have to squirt it out.

Two years ago, in order to go to Mount Everest, the fat man and I also strengthened my physical fitness for a month, which made me tired, and the pain and hardship we will never forget.

What's more, it is a ghost from a special forces who wants to give us some kind of jungle training, which means that the real devil's day is coming.

I have never eaten pork and seen a pig run, although I have not personally experienced the extreme training of special forces, but I know a little bit, the torment is not something that ordinary people can insist on!

The fat man immediately put down the dishes and chopsticks, showed the ghost the muscles of his thick and strong arms, and rubbed his broad chest* and said, "Lao Wang! Look at my steel and iron body, do you think you still need to train? ”

Not to be outdone, I followed the fat man and said, "Lao Wang, you can also see my skills and wit, this is the result of the test, do you think I need extreme training?" ”

But no matter how I tried to tell the fat man apart, the ghost was determined and persevered.

He said, "There is no end to learning, not to mention what we do, if we don't tighten intensive training in normal times, the price we have to pay on the battlefield is tragic."

You say you don't need training, so I'll ask you, how well do you shoot? How to find water in the jungle, and how to distinguish whether the water source is drinkable or not? And when there is no water source in the desert, how to replenish the water that your body needs? In a special environment, how do we use gestures to communicate and how to arrange battle plans? You know that? ”

The ghost made me and the fat man dumb by asking two or three random questions, and I was even more ashamed of the first question.

The fat man said helplessly, "Wang!" This is our last supper! ”

I thought about it for a while, and felt that what the ghost said was not unreasonable, and it was not a bad thing to be professional if I wanted to do it, and it was not a bad thing to learn a little more special skills, so I said to the fat man, "If you come here, you can't avoid it, so you can meet it generously and defeat it, this is the spirit of our organization." ”

Early the next morning, the ghost woke me up and the fat man, brought all the equipment inside and out, and hiked into the bizarre primeval forest.

What he means is that the training is how to survive when people are in a desperate situation, and the training is willpower.

When it came to the mouth of this gloomy primeval forest where the fat man and I had lingering palpitations.

The fat man looked at the smoky, gloomy and bottomless forest, and said to the ghost, "Old Wang! Have you really thought it through? This place is so powerful, Ngawang and I have lingering palpitations! ”

The ghost is extremely calm, and it should be "responsible for the soldier's training in earnest." ”

Around ten o'clock in the morning, we pitched our tents around Linkou, because the ghost first taught us marksmanship.

So he didn't feel the need to go deep into the forest, and when we set up our tent, the ghost asked us to cover the tent with a piece of camouflage cloth full of holes and tattered camouflage.

Its purpose is to hide people's eyes and ears and interfere with the view of enemies or beasts.

The fat man did so and asked, "Lao Wang!" Do you special forces smear their faces with big flowers before each operation to hide their eyes? ”

"You can say that, but what we wipe is protected against heat induction." ”

It seems that the mysterious profession of special forces makes the fat man very curious, and his questions are one after another, and the ghost patiently answers them one by one.

After the tent was set up, the ghost took me and the fat man to find some thorny strip-shaped plants, and the three of us went back and forth several times to cut some each.

Then, as the ghost said, the plants were densely distributed on the tent, the purpose of which was to prevent wild beasts from sneaking up in the middle of the night.

The large beasts of the jungle often eat the loss of this thorny plant when chasing their prey, so they have been bitten by snakes for a while.

Even the beast had already sniffed out the smell in the tent, and it didn't dare to act rashly, because the protective layer outside was well arranged in advance.

This time, the ghost borrowed two bird guns from the previous Orion family in the village through the relationship that Swallow's father was the village chief.

It got its name because it can hit birds in the air.

It has a longer barrel, a smaller caliber, and fires round lead bullets of the same caliber, with a longer range, stronger penetration, and the addition of a crosshair and a gate, which the ghost values as a three-point-one-line aiming baseline.

The ghost explained that this was the most basic thing to aim at a firearm, but in the first lesson, the ghost just asked me and the fat man to practice lifting the gun, lifting heavy objects on the head of the gun, and keeping a position all the time, not moving.

When I raised the gun with the fat man, the fat man was fine at first, but after ten minutes his arm started shaking, which was very uncomfortable.

The fat man asked, "Lao Wang, how long is this going to be?" When are we going to start teaching shooting? You see that Ngawang and I are red, can we directly skip this basic teaching! ”

The ghost looked at me and the fat man sweating profusely, his hands trembling slightly, but he said unhurriedly, "If you don't practice martial arts, it's all empty." ”

When he said this, the man had already walked up to me, raised his arm, put it heavily on my shoulder, and then said, "I believe that Chief of Staff Wang, who practices martial arts, also understands this truth!" ”

My hands were shaking and my shoulders were numb, and when I was hit by a ghost like this, I felt like I was carrying a thousand pounds on my shoulders, and while screaming miserably, I said, "Commander Wang, hands and hands, heavy-heavy!" ”

The fat man couldn't help it anymore and asked, "I said!" Commander Wang, how long are we going to do this? My arm is almost gone. ”

The ghost smiled and said, "Come on, I'll finish this sentence, and you can finish it." ”

When the fat man heard this, he smiled, thinking that the pain was about to end.

But I don't think so, how can the fat man who has just arrived know the depth of the routine.

I used to experience martial arts in the years when I practiced martial arts in the martial arts school, every time we were stuck until our legs were weak and our spirits were almost broken, the coach began to say, "Hold on a little longer, I will simply say two points, and you can rest." ”

As a result, these two simple points were said for a full hour.

In addition to each of the two dots, there is a pause in between, a drink, and so on.

The ghost really used this routine, he first told us about the structure of the gun, and the principle, and then talked about the so-called realm of the unity of man and gun, which also took an hour and twenty minutes.

After a ten-minute break, it was time for the real shooting that I was most afraid of, and the fat man was most looking forward to, and the ghost hung up the empty beer bottle we drank last night as a shooting object, and also taught one-on-one.

The fat man has a talent for shooting, so he hit it with three shots, and I just couldn't hit it due to all kinds of psychological pressure.

It's really strange to say, where I usually set up a stall on the street to shoot balloons, it's all a dozen and a quasi, but when it comes to real guns, it's not like that.

The ghost explained, "That's because of the effect of distance and force, you have to regulate your breathing when shooting a real gun, don't underestimate this breath, it will affect the strength of your shot."

The gun should also pay attention to the force, it should be the index finger easily put on the board machine, and then adjust the breathing, and gently pull the board machine after aiming, not in a hurry. ”

At this point, he was silent for a moment, and then said, "I'll tell you a secret, I hold my breath every second before I shoot, you can try." ”

I tried it as the ghost said, looking for that subtle feeling, and before I could shoot, the ghost stopped me "Wang!" In fact, you should first learn to overcome the pressure in your heart, and not let it sway you, in fact, you should be a good seedling of a sniper, but you lack training and development. ”

I laughed at myself and said, "Don't kid me, I'm a sniper!" The stump is about the same. ”

The ghost said, "I'm not kidding! Uncle Wu's honor of becoming a ghost gun demon back then was because of his talent and hard work. ”

The fat man on the side saw the stitches and said, "I know this, one percent of talent and ninety-nine percent of diligence can be trained to become talented." ”

The ghost continued the fat man's words, "That's the truth, but the fact is that this one percent talent plays a crucial role, and with this one percent talent, others practice for a month, you practice for a day, or even an hour to open the distance." ”

At this point, he patted me on the shoulder, "Wang!" And I believe that you are the one who has this one percent of talent, I am not talking about it, nor is it comforting and encouraging, your talent is given to you by Uncle Wu, this is a talent inheritance. ”

"Talent is still genetic!?" The fat man was skeptical.

The ghost should be "Why not?" It is influenced by both genetics and environment, and since ancient times, many families of highly intelligent structures have emerged.

I'll give you a few examples, such as the Bach, Mozart, and Weber families, where there have been many musicians over the generations.

In addition, Zu Huanzhi, the son of Zu Chongzhi, a famous scientist in the Northern and Southern Dynasties of China, and Zu Hao, the grandson of Zu Hao, are both mechanical inventors, as well as famous astronomers and mathematicians. This familial clustering phenomenon of intelligence just illustrates the role of innate and acquired factors on talent and talent. ”

After speaking, the ghost said meaningfully to me, "Wang! Don't waste the talent that Uncle Wu inherited from you. ”

For the next two months, the ghost did nothing else but train me and the fat man to shoot every day.

A still object is followed by a moving object, then a person is shot, and finally a person is moved, and finally a person and object are moved.

And the most painful thing has to be said to be getting up early in the morning every day for hours of gun practice.

The Ghost knows that we don't have much time, and it is impossible to train us to be sharpshooters in a short period of time.

But at least we have to train to be a gunman who can move the real thing, and if we train according to the routine, it will definitely not work, so we have to carry out perverted intensive special training, and raise the gun every day in order to develop muscle memory, the ghost said, as a gunman, it is nonsense to hold the gun badly.

In the past two months, in addition to the boring lifting of guns and shooting, it is to teach me and the fat man how to save ourselves when we run out of ammunition and food in the field.

This includes a series of wilderness survival skills used by special forces, such as how to find drinking water, eat live creatures, hide themselves, and track and seek.

In the past two months, the fat man and I have really experienced what it is like to live like a savage.

Sometimes, when I stick a fish with a sharpened branch by the river, I am shocked to see the beard on my face when I see it in the reflection.

Once, when I went to fish with the fat man, the fat man muttered to himself "Oops!" when he was shining on himself at the water's edge. This is not like me anymore, every time I looked in the mirror before, I was not embarrassed by my handsomeness, but I didn't think that now I am scared by myself. ”