When the members of the Provisional Executive Committee were having a headache in the war room of the Green Paint District about how to deal with the whimsical actions of the French, Huo Yuanjia had already taken off his uniform, changed into a suit, and came to the gate of the primary school in Thirty Mile Fort to wait for his son to get out of school. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although he has a police badge from the Department of Homeland Security and can freely enter and exit the school with strict customs, at this time he still chooses to wait for his children to get out of school at the school gate like other parents, and it is time to enjoy life like an ordinary person after work.

Almost all of the people who can come to this school to study are those children who work for the aborigines, so Huo Yuanjia's short-haired suit is not very abrupt here. Although most of the people around are women, children and old people who are dressed in a "Qing Dynasty", they all have a strange look at Huo Yuanjia's Western-style dress, most likely because their family members also look like this.

When the school bell rang, the students walked out of the school gate in a neat queue holding hands in pairs, and then bowed goodbye to the teachers who saw them off at the school gate, and then scattered like happy birds to run to their families.

Huo Yuanjia saw that it was the girl from the Li family who walked out of the school gate holding hands with her son, and she looked very handsome. After he came back from Tianjin, he heard his daughter-in-law nagging, saying that his son was very close to this girl. His daughter-in-law still muttered that if this girl's life was too hard, she would have killed her biological mother and the whole village that took her in, but she could have ordered this doll for her son.

As the old saying goes, paper can't contain fire, and what Zhang Zuolin did in the north finally spread privately in Thirty Mile Fort. However, those who have been distorted by the concept of feudal etiquette and religion have not put too much responsibility for this matter on the head of the king of the Northeast. On the contrary, the most innocent little girl in this matter was named "disaster star" and "hard man" by them.

Huo Yuanjia always scoffed at Mrs. Huo's hearsay arguments, he was a person in Wang He's entrainment, and he was brainwashed on weekdays, well, it should be said that he was influenced by modern thought more frequently. He didn't really believe in the concept of what kind of life is hard Kefu, and now as an agent of the Department of Homeland Security, he feels even more ridiculous.

After receiving his son, Huo Yuanjia led him back home. Mrs. Huo is a diligent person, and the two of them will have a table of good dishes waiting for them when they enter the door.

"This kid is not young, when will you pass on his family's kung fu?" Mrs. Huo said to Huo Yuanjia. The Huo family is not a big family, but there is no rule of sleeping without eating.

"Why do you study that well, there is a physical education class in the school, and it is always enough to keep fit, and it is serious to study well." Huo Yuanjia said.

In the past, in the Huo family, the child began to practice the basic subjects of these martial arts such as Zama Bu when he reached his son's age, so as to lay the foundation for practicing their Huo family's Lost Trace Boxing in the future, but this would make Huo Yuanjia already have other ideas about his son's future. Their Huo family used to practice boxing on behalf of their generation because they had no other way out in the future except to make a living by taking darts, but now the situation is different, his son learned the most advanced knowledge of the Great Song Dynasty in the school, and there is a way out in the future.

Of course, there was part of the reason why Huo Yuanjia didn't plan to teach his son Lost Trace Boxing, and he felt that traditional martial arts were no longer useful. In Wang He's words, it is already a little out of step with the times, and it will eventually become a physical exercise, rather than a skill used to fight.

This idea became stronger after Huo Yuanjia practiced CQB (indoor close combat) skills, and for a long time, those practitioners who are proficient in traditional martial arts have believed that when fighting against people who use firearms, as long as they seize the opportunity to get close, then foreign guns will not be easy to use, and the people who use guns will only have to be slaughtered.

However, those Da Song chiefs who are proficient in CQB technology told Huo Yuanjia at the beginning of training with a slap in the face that when they meet alone, a master of traditional martial arts may still have a little chance to turn the tables. But in the case of two or more people cooperating with each other, the person who plays CQB with a gun can teach those masters to be a man in minutes.

However, in recent training, Huo Yuanjia found that the Lost Trace Fist he practiced could be combined with the CQB techniques taught by the Great Song Commanders, especially in the case of solo combat. In the extremely close contact battle, Huo Yuanjia combined several tactical actions designed by his own family heirloom to make up for the shortcomings of firearms in extreme situations such as handing over and encountering the enemy.

For this reason, the commanders of the Great Song Dynasty also gave this series of tactical moves he designed the name of "Huo-style" tactical moves, which made Huo Yuanjia very encouraged. That's the name that will be written in the Tactical Manual! In the future, whether it is the S.W.A.T team, the paratroopers, or the Navy SEALs, they will practice the movements he designed, and after a hundred years, those who will later be remembered by the elite for these technical moves in the tactical manual.

"Dad, I don't want to practice martial arts, I want to be an engineer, and I want to learn to build airplanes in the future!" The son said to Huo Yuanjia after hearing his mother's words.

"Nonsense, how can being a craftsman be compared to having an official body." Mrs. Huo's brain is still the same as that of the Qing Dynasty.

"Woman's view! This Da Song has technical officials! Huo Yuanjia couldn't help but reply to his daughter-in-law.

After his son, who was supported by Huo Yuanjia, finished eating, he happily held his textbook to review the homework of the professor in today's exam. In order to solve the problem of their own shortage of manpower, the school adopts a cramming education method, intending to get a group of qualified skilled workers in a short period of time, so the children have a lot of homework every day. The children of the natives may not be very smart, but they are more hard-working than these 21st century greenhouse babies, so much so that there are often tired teachers in schools, but the ducks are at ease.

The son went to review his homework, and Huo Yuanjia also took out a CQB tactical combat drawing book he had drawn and studied it. He always felt that the "Hellfire tactics" taught by the instructors were a little inappropriate, although this tactic had been tried and tested repeatedly in the last battle between Tianjin Wei and the Russians, Huo Yuanjia still felt that it was because the opponent was too weak. This set of tactics is not perfect, at least for the team he leads, it is still very flawed, and it definitely does not achieve the effect of "the first 30 seconds, like being covered by the big brother of Jesus" in the instructor's mouth.