After teaching for a while, Yu Congrong asked Xia Yuan to practice by himself: "It's still very simple to tie this thing, you practice it yourself." ”

As he spoke, he took out a handful of melon seeds from his pocket and stuffed them into Xia Yuan's hand.

"Where did it come from?"

Xia Yuan looked at the melon seeds.

"Where did it come from? Bought it, did you still grab it, Xia Yuan, you are really interesting, should you be stupid to practice martial arts. ”

Yu Congrong's eyes widened, and he grabbed some more and stuffed it into his hand.

"Silly or not, don't try again, promise you'll be happy."

Xia Yuan looked at Yu Congrong with a smile on his face.

"Don't, I'm not happy to be your opponent at all."

When Yu Congrong heard this, he waved his hand again and again, joking, just lose someone once, you can't lose it a second time.

The soldiers around him didn't think it was a big deal, and they said in a thick local accent: "Platoon Commander Yu, what are you afraid of, go and try, I'll cheer you up." ”

"You kid, I'll cheer you on if you try it, I won't go."

Yu Congrong glared at the soldier who spoke, came to his bed and lay down, ate melon seeds and began to look at Wu Wanli.

Xia Yuan learned how to tie the futon, and the soldier came over: "Xia Yuan, can you teach us how to practice martial arts?" ”

"Yes, I can teach you a few tricks."

Anyway, it's nothing to be idle, Xia Yuan gave him a little of the melon seeds in his hand, put the rest in his pocket, and put it in a posture casually.

"Hey, hey, thanks."

The warrior put these melon seeds in his pocket and learned Xia Yuan's movements in a similar manner.

Practicing martial arts is definitely not an overnight thing, even he has studied for 20 years, and his father and grandfather have left no room for abuse of themselves every day to reach his current level.

It took four or five years just to tie the horse, regardless of the cold winter and heat, in the morning, in the afternoon, and at night.

The war has broken out, and it is only a matter of a few days to arrive in North Korea, these days, there is very little knowledge that they can impart to them, and even if they are imparted, the US military will not give them the opportunity to fight in a white-knuckle battle, after all, there are guns, who will rush up with a knife and cut it.

But some can be taught.

The basic moves, the basic routines of Bajiquan can be taught to them.

The soldiers in the carriage had nothing to do, either chatting or wiping their guns, seeing that Xia Yuan was teaching them martial arts here, and seeing Xia Yuan's force during the day, they all came over like curious babies.

Wu Qianli, on the other side, entrusted Wu Wanli to Lei Dad to take care of, and when he turned his head and saw Xia Yuan posing with seven or eight soldiers, he couldn't help but show a curious look.

Mei Sheng walked to Wu Qianli's side, looked at Xia Yuan's posture, and faintly practiced martial arts, "This is... Practicing martial arts? ”

When it came to Xia Yuan, Wu Qianli became interested, "This time when I went to visit relatives, I met a good seedling who was a soldier, I have practiced martial arts for 20 years, and I have a very powerful bomb throwing skill, and I can throw a stone more than 100 meters away, in front of my eyes, I hit the branch of a tree steadily, and there was a bird on the branch, he collected his strength, otherwise it would be the bird that hit." I'll take it upon myself to pull him into the line first. ”

When Mei Sheng heard this, he was immediately surprised: "More than 100 meters, so powerful!" You kid didn't frame me, can you throw more than a hundred meters? That's still people? ”

It's not that they haven't been trained to throw bombs, and it is already very against the sky to be able to throw fifty meters, Xia Yuan was able to reach more than 100 meters, if he wasn't joking, he was joking.

"You'll see."

Wu Qianli smiled, watched Xia Yuan teach them a basic routine, paused for a while, he found that this thing was surprisingly useful, and shouted: "Yu Congrong, Pinghe, you all come and learn it." ”

As soon as Wu Qianli shouted like this, more than 100 soldiers of the company surrounded him, and even Wu Wanli had a good way to learn.

"This routine is very simple, it is called hanging collapse in Bajiquan, and it uses a small force to overturn the enemy."

Hanging collapse is one of the small moves in Bajiquan, but it is very practical, even if it is a fat man of more than 200 catties, standing steadily, Xia Yuan can stumble on the ground if he stumbles like this.

Of course, this is not simply a trip with leg strength, but a certain technique.

"Whoever can come up and cooperate with me, I'll explain to you the actual battle." Xia Yuan said it and found that they couldn't understand it, they couldn't understand it at all, so it was better to demonstrate it to them on the spot.

Seeing that no one went up, Wu Qianli shouted to Yu Congrong: "Go up and cooperate with Xia Yuan." ”

"I'm not going, I'm not going."

Yu Congrong shook his head, obviously scared by Xia Yuan, his eyes rolled, and he mobilized the strength of the masses, "If you don't let the company commander cooperate with Xia Yuan, everyone says yes." ”

"That's right, company commander, you go and cooperate, we all want to see you cooperate."

"Company commander, why don't you go, Yu Congrong is too weak."

"That's it, one egg."

The other fighters echoed one after another, and it was not a big deal to watch the show.

Wu Qianli was also refreshing, "That's okay, I'll go up and cooperate, don't run later, try you with me." ”

"Don't." Yu Congrong's face was bitter.

The crowd laughed.

Xia Yuan smiled, asked Wu Qianli to stand up straight, then stretched out one of his legs, bent slightly, and patted his knee with his hand: "The so-called hanging collapse is to use the momentum of bending the knee to return to the right to explode and trip the other party, rather than simply using the strength of the legs, it is still difficult to trip the other party with the strength of the legs." ”

As he spoke, Xia Yuan stepped forward to prepare for the experiment: "Company commander, just stand hard." ”

"Okay."

Wu Qianli nodded, indicating that he understood, and tensed his body, stepping on the iron sheet of the stuffy tank carriage with his feet, and the other soldiers were either sitting on the bed or gathered together, very curious.

Xia Yuan patted the knee of his slightly bent right leg, and said with a smile: "Look at it." Then he walked to Wu Qianli's side, stretched his right leg back, and his knee suddenly returned to the right.

The huge force directly caused Wu Qianli's tense body to unload, and the whole person fell forward uncontrollably.

Fortunately, he was held by Xia Yuan and didn't let him fall to the ground, Wu Qianli was surprised, "Yes, this skill is very practical." ”

He tried it himself, and when he was caught off guard, there was no problem in easily throwing a person to the ground, especially looking at Xia Yuan's appearance, it seemed that he didn't use any strength at all, and he felt more and more that this skill was important.

It's a pity that there is not enough time, otherwise Wu Qianli would have to pull Xia Yuan to serve as a trainer and train the soldiers of the Seventh Company.

Turning his gaze, he looked at the onlookers: "Do you understand?" ”

Someone shook his head, someone nodded.

"Xia Yuan, come a few more times, Yu Congrong, come and cooperate, I'll give it a try later." Wu Qianli became interested, and pulled Yu Congrong, who had a bitter face, to let Xia Yuan try a few times, feeling that he had touched the doorway, and pulled the other fighters to start practicing.

This exercise is an hour.

The train is clattering, from Zhejiang to the three eastern provinces, according to the speed of the stuffy tank military train, it will not be possible to arrive in two or three days, and they will stay on the train for a long time.

After playing around for a while, the other soldiers sat on the bed or rested, while Wu Qianli dragged Mei Sheng to the small room in the carriage to chat, probably discussing something.

Xia Yuan was lying on the bed, knocking melon seeds, looking at the soldiers in the stuffy jar carriage, the soldiers were very lively, chatting together, comparing strength to strength, so lively.

Wu Wanli returned to sit on the ammunition box, Lei Suisheng was holding the cigarette pouch, and Yu Congrong was lying on the bed, knocking melon seeds, staring at Wu Wanli.

Wu Wanli looked uncomfortable, glaring at Yu Congrong: "What to see!" ”

Yu Congrong ate melon seeds and was happy, "Big girl, I'm afraid to look at it." ”

Causing the other soldiers to laugh, Xia Yuan watched this scene quietly, and after a while, he could shoot himself.

Lei Suisheng walked to Yu Congrong's bed and leaned against the bed, "Why are you a soldier?" ”

Wu Wanli replied stiffly: "In order to make my brother look up to me." ”

Lei Suisheng said: "What kind of words are this, let your enemies look down on you, that's called toughness." ”

Wu Wanli didn't speak, his eyes swept over a machine gun on the ammunition box, and he asked, "When will you send me a gun?" ”

"If you want a gun, turn it in on the battlefield." Lei Suisheng fiddled with the machine gun beside him.

Unexpectedly, Wu Wanli jumped out of the ammunition box, reached out and grabbed the submachine gun that Yu Congrong put at his feet and hugged it in his arms.

Lei Suisheng raised his head and was slightly surprised: "Yu Congrong!" ”

Yu Congrong's movements were faster, he quickly jumped out of the car, snatched the gun, and threw it to Pinghe: "Pinghe, take it." ”

Turning around, he reached out and grabbed Wu Wanli's collar and pushed it back.

Wu Wanli, who was still weak, was pushed and almost fell to the ground, if it weren't for the soldiers behind him to support him, the push just now estimated that he would have been pushed directly to the ground.