Next to the training ground of the 11th Division, Division Commander Peng Shan, Deputy Division Commander Ye Peigao, and Chief of Staff Peng Zhancun have been watching the battle, of course, they can also see that the Lin Army on the field is a practitioner, but they are not worried, in the army, this level of soldiers can not affect the overall situation, he can fight five, but he can not always fight ten, the next wheel battle is still long, they are looking forward to how the 62nd Regiment will solve this Lin Army on the field.

"Feng Yi, the marksmanship is very accurate, but this is a white-knuckle battle, what kind of excitement did he come up to?"

Seeing Feng Yi on the field, Peng Shan frowned and asked.

"Hey, he's good, it seems that the Central Military Academy's evaluation of him is very objective."

Seeing that Feng Yi easily defused Lin Jun's attack, Peng Shan sat up straight, he now liked this officer a little.

"Come on, come on"

The stabbing in the field has been carried out for several rounds, and Feng Ye has been on the defensive, only occasionally using the defense to counterattack, and has not taken the initiative; Watching the two of them start to circle in place, the surrounding brothers rang out with earth-shattering cheers.

"It's annoying"

Feng Yi frowned, this group of people is not a big deal to see the excitement, Lin Jun's breathing on the opposite side has increased significantly, maybe it is the few rounds just now that he has not much physical exertion, and he is not in a hurry to attack now.

"Tread"

Feng Ye scolded lightly, stepped forward, and the wooden gun in his hand randomly burst out of power and stabbed out.

"Bang"

This time, Feng Ye didn't stay strong, because he knew that the person on the other side was also a master, and if it was a tentative attack, it would just be a waste of strength.

The wooden guns of the two sides intersected, making a dull sound, thanks to the solidity of the wooden guns, the wooden guns in Lin Jun's hands swung away, looking at the butt of the gun that Feng Yi followed closely, Lin Jun's footsteps crossed and flashed sharply to the left.

"Ride"

Feng Yi, who changed his footsteps, did not stop, his hands exchanged positions, his left hand was in front, his right hand was behind, and the butt of the wooden gun followed closely and smashed towards the dodging Lin Jun.

"I lost"

Facing the butt of the wooden gun that stayed at the front door, Lin Jun kicked and breathed, put down the wooden gun, and calmly admitted defeat.

"You're strong, you're attacking, you're simple and effective; Dare to ask what kind of boxing method Brother Tai is practicing"

Lin Jun asked with his fists clenched.

"Southern fist, iron fist."

Feng Yi nodded, withdrew the wooden gun and replied.

"Next time I have a chance, I'll ask for advice."

After Lin Jun finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the outside of the training ground.

"Next"

The gendarmes faithfully carried out their duties, and asked the 65th Regiment to send the next man to continue the stabbing fight.

"How many do you think he can solve?"

Peng Shan pointed to Feng Yi in the field and asked Ye Peigao.

"At least five, he's resting longer."

Ye Peigao replied with an uncertain tone.

"But the battle he had just fought, and his physical strength was no less than that of the lieutenant; Look."

Peng Shan smiled and continued to stare at the field.

"When"

"You lost"

"Knock"

"I throw in the towel"

There was a constant sound in the field, and the soldiers from the 65th Regiment kept being put to the ground by Feng Jie, or being pointed at the chest and abdomen by wooden guns, and these veterans admitted defeat one by one and left the competition venue dejectedly.

"The first few"

Yin Zuogan asked.

"The fifth"

Zhang Youfa replied.

"It is estimated that Cao Jinlun is going to send a master, tell Feng Yi, if you can't do it, admit defeat, don't hold on, it's not cost-effective to get injured."

Yin Zuogan nodded, very satisfied with Feng Yi's performance.

"Shaolin lay disciples, please give advice to the chief"

A high-ranking soldier came up, did not hold a wooden gun, clasped his hands into fists, and saluted Feng Yi.

"Soldier, this is a bayonet training ground, not a competition ground in the rivers and lakes, pick up your rifle."

Feng Yi frowned, and was reluctant to accept the move, obviously, there were still many hidden masters in the sixty-fifth regiment, if they came up to fight with him one by one, I am afraid that he would not be able to get a few of them.

"Yes, sir; But the gun has no eyes, and I am afraid that I will hurt the commander by mistake. ”

After the senior soldier stood upright, he expressed his concerns.

"This is allowed to hurt people, and I can only blame myself for being injured, come on"

Feng Yi nodded and clenched the wooden gun in his hand.

"Yikes"

The senior soldier who came up shouted, took the gun with one hand, completely used it as a stick, and smashed it towards Feng Yi.

"Bang"

Feng Yi raised his gun with both hands to block, it was still a defensive action, but it became an upper defense.

"Look, stare into the eyes of the enemy, stand still, don't care how he comes, let's go with one move."

"Knock, knock, knock"

The dull sound of wooden sticks intersecting sounded, and Feng Ye kept moving backwards, resisting the attack of this superior soldier.

"Huhuhuhu"

After more than a dozen rounds, the superior soldier stopped, his mouth kept panting, the officer in front of him was impermeable in defense, and his pace was skillful, and he would find another opportunity to attack.

"Look, when the enemy is weak, that's when it's time for us to attack."

"Thorn"

"When"

"Smash"

"Jump away"

"Re-stab"

"When"

"Watch out for the sun, don't let the light blind your eyes"

"Knock"

Taking advantage of his back to the sun, Feng Yi's wooden spear stabbed the senior soldier's abdomen, making a dull sound, perhaps because of too much physical exertion, or perhaps because of the dazzling sunset, although the senior soldier blocked it, there was still no way to stop the wooden spear from stabbing in the abdomen.

"Ahh

This time the force was not light, and the senior soldier fell to the ground in pain, the eyes and nose on his face were squeezed together, the corners of his mouth were cracked, and he wailed in pain.

"Lift it down, next"

The gendarmes beckoned, and two medics came up, put the senior soldier on a stretcher, and quickly carried him away.

"Division commander, do you want to limit the number of masters and veterans in each regiment, if this continues, I'm afraid all the wounded will be veterans."

Peng Zhancun worriedly suggested to Peng Shan.

"No, I think it's good, Feng Ye is good, he's teaching his brothers in the company how to fight bayonets, continue"

Peng Shan waved his hand, not intending to stop it.

"Feng Yi, you can't do it, if you can't do it, come down quickly."

At the entrance of the sixty-second regiment, Zhang Youfa shouted anxiously.

"No problem, I can still fight ten."

Feng Yi waved his hand and adjusted his breathing, the stabbing just now consumed some of his remaining physical strength, but he didn't believe it, there were so many masters in the sixty-fifth regiment.

Moreover, Feng Ye also had a thought, even if he was a master, it would be more important for the soldiers of the Third Company to see clearly how to use the movements they had learned.

"The second battalion and one company of the sixty-fifth regiment, please give the commander advice."

Another second lieutenant came up, and the remaining places in the first battalion were exhausted, and now the two regiments were finally back on the same starting line.

"This ensign is good, and he should be a master; Let the 61st Regiment and the 60th Regiment also start like this, I'm afraid it will be able to finish the fight after dark, but the collective stabbing can't be done. ”

Peng Shan asked Ye Peigao to go to the other side of the organization.

"Is there still no limit," Ye Peigao asked.

"Well, it's best for their masters and veterans to exhaust their physical strength in the solo stab, so that the quality of the supplementary soldiers can be tested when the collective stabbing is due; Compared with group stabs, the chance of being injured by a single stab is much smaller, and the injury will be much lighter. ”

Peng Shan nodded, saying that there was no need for restrictions, just come.