The heavens start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 8
After teaching for a while, Yu Congrong asked Xia Yuan to practice by himself: "It's very simple to tie this thing, you can practice by yourself."

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

"Where is it?"

Xia Yuan looked at Guazi.

"Where did you get it? You bought it, or did you snatch it? Xia Yuan, you are really interesting, you don't know how to practice martial arts."

Yu Congrong glared, then grabbed some and stuffed it into his hand.

"Silly or not, don't try again, I guarantee you will be very happy."

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

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

When Yu Congrong heard this, he waved his hands again and again, joking, it's enough to lose someone once, not a second time.

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

"You boy, if you try it, I will cheer you up, but I won't go."

Yu Congrong glared at the soldier who was speaking, went to lie down on his bed, ate sunflower seeds and began to look at Wu Wanli.

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

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

Anyway, it's okay to be idle, Xia Yuan gave him some of the melon seeds in his hand, put the rest in his pocket, and casually put on a pose.

"Hey hey, thanks."

The soldier put these melon seeds in his pocket, imitating Xia Yuan's movements in a decent manner.

Practicing martial arts is definitely not something that happens overnight, even he has learned it for 20 years, and it is because his father and grandfather did not spare any space and abused himself every day to reach his current level.

It took four or five years to do the horse gait alone, regardless of the severe winter or heat, in the morning, in the afternoon, and at night.

The war has already broken out, and it only takes a few days to arrive in North Korea. In the past few days, I have been able to impart very little knowledge to them. Even if I teach them, the US military will not give them a chance to fight hand-to-hand. Take the knife and rush to chop.

But being able to teach something is a little bit.

Basic moves and basic routines of Bajiquan can be taught to them.

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

Wu Qianli on the other side entrusted Wu Wanli to Father Lei's care, turned his head and saw Xia Yuan posing with seven or eight soldiers, and couldn't help showing curiosity.

Mei Sheng walked up to Wu Qianli, looked at Xia Yuan's posture, and seemed to be practicing martial arts, "Is this... practicing martial arts?"

Mentioning Xia Yuan, Wu Qianli became interested, "When I was lucky enough to visit relatives this time, I met a young man who was a soldier. He has practiced martial arts for 20 years. He has a very good skill in throwing bombs. He can throw stones more than 100 meters away. , in front of my eyes, he hit the branch of a tree steadily, and there was a bird on the branch. He withdrew his strength, otherwise he would have hit the bird. I decided to pull him into the tree first. In the team."

When Mei Sheng heard it, he was immediately surprised: "More than 100 meters, so powerful! You kid didn't frame me, can you throw more than 100 meters? Is that still a human?"

It's not that they haven't been trained in throwing bombs. Being able to throw bombs for 50 meters is already against the sky. Xia Yuan was able to reach the 100th meter mark. If it's not a joke, then it is a joke.

"Just watch."

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

When Wu Qianli yelled, more than 100 soldiers from his company surrounded him, and even Wu Wanli followed suit.

"This routine is very simple. It is called hanging in Bajiquan. It uses very little force to overturn the enemy."

Hanging down is one of the small moves in Bajiquan, but it is very practical, even if a fat man weighing more than 200 jin is standing steadily, Xia Yuan can still fall to the ground if he stumbles like this.

Of course, this is not simply using leg strength to trip, but using some kind of technique.

"Whoever can come up and cooperate with me, I'll explain it to you in actual combat." Xia Yuan said a while, but found that he couldn't understand it, and they couldn't understand it at all, so why don't you demonstrate it to them on the spot.

Seeing that no one was going up, Wu Qianli called to Yu Congrong: "Go up and cooperate with Xia Yuan."

"I'm not going, I'm determined not to go."

Yu Congrong shook his head straight, obviously scared by Xia Yuan's fall, he turned his eyes and mobilized the power of the masses, "Why don't you ask the company commander to cooperate with Xia Yuan, everyone will agree."

"Yes, company commander, go cooperate, we all want to see you cooperate."

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

"That's right, you bastard."

The other fighters echoed one after another, as if watching a show was no big deal.

Wu Qianli was also straightforward, "That's okay, I'll go up and cooperate, don't run away later, try it out with me."

"Don't." Yu Congrong had a bitter face.

Everyone laughed.

Xia Yuan smiled, asked Wu Qianli to stand up straight, then stretched out one of his legs, bent it 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 straight line, explode, and push the opponent Tripping, rather than simply using leg strength, it is still difficult to trip the opponent with leg strength."

With that said, Xia Yuan stepped forward to prepare for the experiment: "Company Commander, you just need to stand firmly."

"it is good."

Wu Qianli nodded, expressing his understanding, and tightened his body, stepping on the iron sheet of the stuffy tank carriage with his feet. The other soldiers either sat on the bed or gathered together, very curious.

Xia Yuan patted his slightly bent right knee, 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 normal.

The huge force directly relieved Wu Qianli's tense body, and he fell forward uncontrollably.

Fortunately, being supported by Xia Yuan, he didn't fall to the ground, Wu Qianli was surprised, "Yes, this technique is very practical."

He tried it himself, caught off guard, and easily threw a person to the ground without any problem, especially looking at Xia Yuan's appearance, as if he didn't use any strength at all, he felt more and more important about this technique.

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

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

Some shook their heads, some nodded.

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

This exercise is one hour.

The train was rattling and galloping, from Zhejiang to the three northeastern provinces, according to the speed of the boring military train, it would take two or three days to arrive, and they would have to stay on the train for a long time.

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

Xia Yuan was lying on the bed, kneading melon seeds, looking at the soldiers in the stuffy tank car, the soldiers were very lively, chatting and chatting together, comparing their strength and strength, it was so lively.

Wu Wanli went back to sitting on the ammunition box, Lei Suisheng fiddled with the cigarette pouch, Yu Congrong lay on the bed, knocking sunflower seeds, staring at Wu Wanli.

Seeing Wu Wanli made him uncomfortable, he glared at Yu Congrong: "What are you looking at!"

Yu Congrong ate the melon seeds and laughed, "Daughter, I'm afraid to watch."

It caused the other soldiers to laugh, Xia Yuan watched the scene quietly, and could shoot himself after a while.

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

Wu Wanli replied stiffly, "In order to make my brother think highly of me."

Lei Suisheng said: "What kind of words are you talking about? Let your enemies look down on you, that's called toughness."

Wu Wanli didn't speak, but glanced at a machine gun on the ammunition box, and asked, "When will I be issued the gun?"

"If you want a gun, hand it over to the battlefield." Lei Suisheng fiddled with the machine gun beside him.

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

Lei Suisheng raised his head, slightly startled: "Yu Congrong!"

Yu Congrong moved faster, jumped out of the car quickly, grabbed the gun, and threw it to Pinghe: "Pinghe, take it."

Turning around, he reached out and grabbed Wu Wanli's collar, pushing him back violently.

Wu Wanli, who was still weak, was pushed almost to the ground. If it wasn't for the soldiers behind him supporting him, the push just now would have pushed him to the ground.

(End of this chapter)