"Master, what are you doing?"

Feeling the force on Mrs. Yang's fingers, Yang Xiaotao hurriedly spoke.

"There's not a lot of meat!"

Mrs. Yang said to himself, looked at Yang Xiaotao seriously, and finally asked.

"I can't see that you can have so much strength with these few catties of meat."

Yang Xiaotao was speechless, is this meat?

But he can't talk nonsense, because he has a lot of strength, he has taken a strong pill, and if he really wants to explain, he can only say that he is talented.

"Master, we work as fitters, and we can't do it if we don't have the strength."

Mrs. Yang nodded, he could see that Yang Xiaotao was energetic, and he was more energetic than ordinary people.

It's weird, but it's not taken seriously.

In that turbulent era, strange people came out one after another, and it was common for people to be killed with one punch.

Yang Xiaotao is only more powerful, and has not yet reached the magical realm.

"Your physical strength, if you didn't practice kung fu before, you would really be blind."

"But it's not easy to have this kind of strength. It is said that the poor are rich and martial, and the big guys have not been able to eat enough in the past few years, so they will practice martial arts. ”

Mrs. Yang sat on the side of the wooden pricket and took out a cigarette pouch and began to press the tobacco leaves, while Yang Xiaotao took out a lighter and lit it for him.

Mrs. Yang lit the cigarette, took two puffs, and then exhaled the smoke.

"If this is more than ten years ago, the master can also take you to the battlefield for a walk."

"See the blood, practice the courage."

What the master said was heroic, and Yang Xiaotao was also moved to hear it.

The people of this era were wounded by war, but they were not afraid of war.

Because they dare to fight

Even in the face of the US imperialism at that time, it was also said that it would fight, and it won the war, and it fought for 70 years of peace.

At this time, the backbone of the nation listened to the stubbornness, and anyone who rushed to shout must be prepared for a national war.

"That's it, your deeds back then, who doesn't know, it's the master of three earthen guns and turrets, which scared the two dogs to call grandpa."

"Haha"

"You kid, you heard it wrong."

Mrs. Yang knocked Yang Xiaotao's head with a cigarette pot, grinned, and then felt a little sad.

"In that turret, there are not only two dogs, but also five little devils. But our people have already arranged it, and their own people inside have opened the door. ”

"At that time, if it wasn't for the three earthen guns, your grandfather had a devil's 38 big cover in his hand, but there were only two bullets."

"When he rushed in, he fired a shot and hit a two-dog traitor. Then I rushed up with a bayonet, and the people behind rushed in. ”

Yang Xiaotao listened attentively, this is the legend.

"When I went up, I immediately ran into three little devils."

"That head is about as tall as a donkey, but it's stout and ruthless, and its arms are old."

"But I'm not afraid, I held a bayonet, dodged and stabbed into the left stomach, and smashed the butt of the gun on the head of the devil on the right with another side step."

"Here, though."

Mrs. Yang pointed to his left waist, "I was stabbed by that little devil, such a long wound." ”

A slap gesture.

"Master, you cow!"

Yang Xiaotao said sincerely, and he admired it in his heart.

"Heh, you young people, it's so good, I didn't need you to go to the battlefield when I was a child, and when I grow up, the war is over."

"That's great!"

Yang Xiaotao was silent, and Mrs. Yang also looked at the sky and fell into memories.

After a long time, Mrs. Yang finished eating the smoke pot, knocked it twice on the wood, slapped the ash out, and then shouted.

"No matter what time it is, having a good body is God's reward."

As he spoke, he stood up, put down the cigarette pouch, and then walked to the side and pulled out a wooden stick, almost two meters long.

"Baby, the master doesn't have any great skills, he just rolled around the battlefield a few times, and he was lucky to survive until now."

"I'll teach you this devil-killing skill today, I just hope that you won't use it one day."

Yang Xiaotao Huo Ran got up and looked at Mrs. Yang with a solemn face.

But Mrs. Yang rolled up his sleeves and tied his belt in, and the whole person held the wooden stick as if he was holding a spear, and his appearance changed.

The expression is serious, and there is a murderous aura circling around him, making people look as cold as a stone, and there is no emotion.

Yang Xiaotao took a deep breath and walked to the side to look carefully.

"The master has been on a trip to the battlefield, and he can't learn anything else. Just one move, Thrust! ”

As he spoke, Mrs. Yang lunged, lowered his waist, left hand in front of his right hand and right hand back, the wooden stick was slightly upturned, and his eyes were staring ahead.

This action is like going deep into his bones, without deliberate adjustment, and it looks like this.

"Kill!"

The low roar was like flat-bottomed thunder, and Yang Xiaotao's heart on the side was shaken, and his whole body was shaken.

Then I saw the long stick stabbed out and retracted violently, and in less than 1 second before and after, Mrs. Yang still maintained his original posture.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't blink his eyes just now, he really thought he hadn't moved just now.

Mrs. Yang stabbed this shot and then stood up slowly, his body gradually relaxed, and he exhaled a breath of turbidity.

Obviously, it was a bit of a struggle just now

"Old, old."

Mrs. Yang threw the long stick to Yang Xiaotao, "You can try it." ”

Yang Xiaotao nodded, took the long stick, and learned the posture of Mrs. Yang, with his legs bent, his left foot in front, his right foot horizontally in a T-shape, his right hand held at the back end, and his eyes looking straight ahead.

"Keep your center of gravity low, don't pinch your right hand too tightly, rely on it to be flexible."

Mrs. Yang took out a piece of firewood from the side, pointed at Yang Xiaotao, and corrected his posture.

"Yes, that's it."

"The feet don't move, the hands don't move. Look at the right time and move your hands and feet together. ”

"The force is leaning on the waist, don't lean back in front of you, lean forward."

As Mrs. Yang spoke, Yang Xiaotao also followed Mrs. Yang's example and began to stab.

"Kill!"

With a shout, the stick was handed out and quickly withdrawn.

"Be louder, haven't you eaten enough?"

Yang Xiaotao's face turned red and roared again.

"Kill~~"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

A roar sounded, Yang Shishi and Yang Dazhuang and others who came to the door didn't feel anything when they saw it, they had also received the guidance of Mrs. Yang, and even the militia of Yangjia Village would carry out regular training.

So watching Yang Xiaotao practice, he also watched from the sidelines, giving opinions from time to time.

After a while, there was someone opposite Yang Xiaotao, and Yang Shishi was holding a wooden stick to practice with him.

"When you get out of the gun, you have to keep going, don't think about anything, especially don't think about the next move, the more you think, the slower the gun!"

Yang Shi is obviously trained, and he performed well as soon as he came up, and the two confronted each other, and it was Yang Shi who took the initiative.

"Don't go back!"

Mrs. Yang suddenly became stern, and Yang Xiaotao only felt a pain in his calf and was beaten with a stick.

Don't dare to move back again.

"To fight the bayonet is to fight for momentum, to move forward, to meet on a narrow road, and dare to go up."

"If you take a step back, your morale will be lost by one point, and the enemy's morale will be increased by three points, where else can you retreat?"

Yang Xiaotao nodded and remembered it in his heart.

These are all experiences from battlefield fighting, concise and to the point, and to the point.

Subsequently, Yang Xiaotao and Yang Shi practiced for a while, and Mrs. Yang on the side continued to point out and correct, and his understanding and application of the spur became more and more proficient.

"Xiao Tao, your strength is extraordinary, so you remember, you are not allowed to use all your strength until you have to."

"Seven points of strength for the gun, three points for the hand."

"Your seven points are bigger than ordinary people's full blows."

When Yang Xiaotao was sitting on the side resting, Mrs. Yang came over and said, obviously this is for Yang Xiaotao to come to Xiaozao alone.

Maybe it's because of his good talent, maybe it's related to the military training in his previous life, he only practiced for an hour, and the person who accompanied him to practice changed from Yang Shi to Yang Dazhuang.

Now Yang Shi is not Yang Xiaotao's opponent at all, especially under the flexibility of Yang Xiaotao's seven-point attack and three-point force, even Yang Dazhuang has become difficult to face him.

In the afternoon, Yang Dazhuang stopped doing it and stopped looking for sin.

In his words, Yang Xiaotao is a pervert, how long has it been better than him, a veteran who has been practicing for more than ten years, this talent, this strength, he can't accept it.

Even Mrs. Yang sighed when he saw it, heroes are useless.

Yang Xiaotao was embarrassed when he heard this, the future is the era of rifles, is AK47 not fragrant now?

With one stroke and one bar, who gave you the opportunity to fight a bayonet?

However, Yang Xiaotao didn't dare to say it, but practiced harder, just to strengthen his body.

On the evening of the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, Yang Xiaotao invited Yang Dazhuang, Yang Shishi and others at home, and several people drank a bottle of Moutai and went home separately.

Yang Xiaotao fell asleep with a vision for the future.

After a while, two snoring sounds came to mind in the room, one after the other.

After a night, when he got up in the morning, Yang Xiaotao practiced stabbing in the yard according to Mrs. Yang's instructions, this thing looks simple, but it is a water mill kung fu, and he has to practice it every day.

Yang Xiaotao also feels that this kind of exercise has an effect on the body, at least sweating every day, he feels refreshed.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but while the body is strong, I feel that my head is clear when I read a book.

And this feeling of becoming stronger, just like counting money, is addictive.

After practicing the gun, Yang Xiaotao was just about to go back to the house, when he suddenly heard the sound of the system, but his spirit was shocked.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for mastering the battlefield fighting technique, Thrust. ”

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for comprehending the primary spike skill, which is a non-system skill and cannot be increased with credits. ”

"Ding, congratulations to the host, master the skill, junior spike, reward 500 points!"

"And this good thing?"

Yang Xiaotao confirmed that he was right, and the credit column did increase by 500, close to four thousand.

Yang Xiaotao suddenly felt that it was a bit one-sided and narrow-minded to just think about reading books to earn credits.

Living in this day and age, there is so much to learn and invent.

Use these things to change your life and change the world.

And isn't this the meaning of him coming here as a traverser?

"Now it seems that as long as it can be learned, it is possible to be recognized by the system, and there will only be more ways to increase credits in the future."

"Really, there's no end to learning!"

Yang Xiaotao thought in his heart, at this time, Mrs. Yang had already gone out and came back.

People get old and sleep less, get up in the morning and walk around the village, and now they are ready to cook.

When Yang Xiaotao saw this, he was ready to go to the firewood to help make the fire.

I went to the yard and smoked wood, and then went to the shed to find some corn cobs to start a fire.

But when he came to the shed, when he reached out to get it, he looked at the pile of corn, and he was stunned on the spot.

"This stick is different from what I remember!"

(End of chapter)