Lost and Spy

Chapter 86
That's how Meng Shaoyuan's learning career began.

All the teachers seem to be targeting him.

Han Haizhong, who taught detective techniques, Xie Cairui, who taught capture and fighting, Huo Dairu, who taught demolition, and Lu Nansong, who taught passwords...

That is to practice Meng Shaoyuan to death.

Especially Xie Cairui and Huo Dairu.

The text is okay, anyway, rote memorization, and then digest it slowly.

But with grappling, fighting and blasting, there is no way to take advantage of opportunities.

Every time he took Xie Cairui's class, Meng Shaoyuan was always sore and often injured.

However, the number of times Meng Shaoyuan was knocked down is gradually decreasing.

And Howard.

In addition to teaching blasting, he also served as firearms dismantling, shooting and potent brewing.

Anyone who can master these at the same time is basically a devil.

Meng Shaoyuan could even imagine how unlucky it was to be Huo Dairu's enemy.

Guns can't kill you, poison kills you, if you can't, I'll kill you with dynamite!

As soon as he got in touch with Meng Shaoyuan, Huo Dairu immediately found out that the marksmanship of this student, whom He Ruyi specially explained to focus on training, was really bad.

It basically belongs to the way of pointing east to west and guide to north.

"You are also a Whampoa student, how did you learn?" Huo Dairu was very dissatisfied.

Meng Shaoyuan was speechless.

I am a fart Huangpusheng.

In this era, you have never come into contact with firearms?
Then, Meng Shaoyuan heard Huo Dairu say something particularly scary:
"Starting today, I'll let you know what the nightmare is!"

What is a nightmare?
The nightmare is holding the gun, arms straight, and standing there for an hour without moving.

The nightmare is that when you're finally done, Horderu will hang a brick over your arm and keep you going for an hour.

The nightmare is that when you miss when you shoot, Huo Dairu will slap your arm hard with a pointer, and you can't make any pained expressions.

The nightmare is...

The nightmare was that when Meng Shaoyuan was studying Japanese at night, his arms were covered with whiplashes, and one arm could not be lifted at all.

But it was Yamashita Yuri Ai, who seemed to be gentle and moving before, but in fact, it was not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Every day is high-intensity training during the day, and I have to study at night. Even the iron man can't stand it for a long time.

But as long as Meng Shaoyuan dozed off, Yamashita Yuri Ai's pointer would fall on the arm that was just beaten by Huo Dairu during the day!
As a result, Meng Shaoyuan grinned, and his sleepiness disappeared.

Perverted.

All the teachers here are perverts!

Old and young, male and female.

Worse than the interrogation room!
Retribution!
Every time Meng Shaoyuan dragged his tired body and was finally able to return to his bed, he always felt sad in his heart.

Back then, I used torture to be too perverted, so I only met a group of perverted teachers here...

……

A month passed in a flash.

During this month of devilish training, Meng Shaoyuan stood firm.

Stalking and stalking is not as simple as he imagined.

The previous rogue behavior can only be used occasionally.

It's actually very important here.

Han Haizhong also became more satisfied with this student.

This kid is smart, and willing to ask, use his brain, and even put forward his own questions and opinions about what he has learned.

In the next few training sessions, he no longer used his own cleverness, but steadfastly put the knowledge he learned into practice.

Continue to study so hard, and when he graduates, the nickname "Shadow" can be given to Meng Shaoyuan.

Intelligence, passwords, photography, these subjects that require brains, Meng Shaoyuan mastered very quickly, and the speed of learning and acceptance exceeded all the students in the class.

After all, what he learned before was micro-expressions, such as intelligence and passwords, all of which were somewhat related.

In terms of grappling and fighting, Meng Shaoyuan's previous foundation, plus Xie Cairui's personal training and guidance, although he still can't beat Xie Cairui, he is already a leader among the students in the class.

Firearms are also advancing by leaps and bounds.

Now Meng Shaoyuan has been able to proficiently describe the characteristics of various types of firearms, applicable bullets, and skillful disassembly and assembly.

In terms of shooting, at least three or four of the ten shots could hit the target.

But at this rate of progress, Huo Dairu is still not satisfied.

Meng Shaoyuan still firmly remembers what Huo Dairu said to himself:
"Actually, whether your marksmanship is accurate or not will have no effect on your future promotion. You should be an official or an official. It doesn't matter if you are a spy, your marksmanship is bad. But, you remember, the Gun, I don't know when it will save your life, so I'm not teaching you how to shoot, but teaching you a life-saving skill."

Meng Shaoyuan thought of what he looked like when he was chased by three killers from Jin Hetang.

If I had used a gun better at that time, I wouldn't be so embarrassed.

Therefore, after each marksmanship training, Meng Shaoyuan would give himself an extra hour of training.

All daytime training ends at 5:7, and I study Japanese at [-]:[-], with a two-hour break.

But he would rather shorten the rest period.

"I'm not teaching you marksmanship, I'm teaching you a life-saving skill."

On the battlefield of the future, it is impossible to win the enemy by relying on the brain alone!

Guns are the kingly way in future wars!

……

"Mr. Meng, good evening."

"Mr. Yamaguchi, good evening."

"What interesting things have you experienced today?"

"Everything is interesting." The corner of Meng Shaoyuan's mouth twitched slightly, and he waved his hand slightly, making an arrogant look, and replied in Japanese:

"You must know that the students who enter the crash course are all elites. They will be reused in the future. Training may be very boring, but for us elites, we will find interesting things no matter how boring."

"Very good." A smile appeared on Yamashita Yuri Ai's face: "There are also some pronunciations that are not too standard, but the arrogance and posturing in the Kyoto accent, you can master the speed far beyond my imagination."

What a joke, I used to be a micro-expression expert.

As long as you tell me the expression, attitude, and tone, I can perform it immediately.

"The tone should be a little heavier." Yamashita Yuri Ai put away her smile: "Especially some pronunciation mistakes, because you have learned Japanese in the past, so they are deeply ingrained in your mind, and it will be difficult to correct for a while, but once you use it In practice, the other party can quickly tell that you are not a real Japanese based on your mispronunciation."

Yes.

Meng Shaoyuan could even imagine that because of these mispronunciations, he would be seen by a real Japanese in a future mission.

In that case, not only his own life, but also the entire mission would be destroyed.

These mistakes must be corrected in the shortest possible time!

(End of this chapter)