Si Baozi came back holding his crotch. When he saw that no one was in the room, he lowered his voice and said to Xu Ruifeng: "Sir, what that kid said is true. I almost died from the heat!"
Xu Ruifeng sat up in the room, looked at Si Baozi and asked with confusion on his face: "Did you pee in the boiling water?"
Si Baozi grabbed his hair in embarrassment: "I just want to try that effect. Why do I need to be pulled by a horse? Who knows that the heat will go straight up along with the urine?"
Xu Ruifeng pointed at him: "Didn't I tell you why?"
"I don't know what's going on, I just want to try..."
"Go to the kitchen and order some miso, hurry up!"
"well."
The uneasy Si Baozi acted as a guinea pig for a while, and used his own experience to prove that the little soldier was not lying at all.
From then on, there was another person in the school, Si Baozi.
As for Lao Chu, he does have something. As soon as he sees Xu Ruifeng and the others, he immediately changes from boring calligraphy practice to storytelling. When these death row inmates are addicted, it seems that there is something wrong with not attending classes every night... Sorry
, everyone must start by learning to read.
There was a prisoner on death row who was really stupid. He was tall and strong, but he couldn't use his hands. When others went to class, they just used a branch. He wished he could hold a bundle of firewood in his hands.
It screams endlessly with the wooden roots, and it doesn't take much effort to break one.
"Wang Ming, relax your hands and don't use so much force."
Wang Ming was almost standing up because of himself. He gritted his molar teeth and said, "Report, I can't draw that horizontal line straight without exerting all my strength."
Xu Ruifeng looked at the death row prisoner and fell into deep thought. If his family knew that this child was so stupid and was still studying seriously, would they have been cruel enough to send the child to school?
In any case, these death row inmates are learning. Not only are they learning, some of them are also participating in training.
"Brother Bao, wake up. Are you okay? Come and play in the mountains with us?"
Go play?
Si Baozi, who was about to fart, was dragged into the mountains and ran back wheezing at noon.
Xu Ruifeng sat under the tree and asked, "Why did you go to the mountains to play?"
"Sir, what a joke. I ran into the mountains. These guys said that I couldn't outrun them. They made me angry..."
"Won?"
"No, I haven't even touched their shadows. How could I run into the mountains? But if this were on the grassland, I would chase them to death."
"You wait for tomorrow. Tomorrow I will catch him and kick him to death."
"Brother Bao, I'll wait for you tomorrow."
"You wait!"
Starting from Sibaozi, after a few scattered one or two of these death row prisoners entered the mountain running camp, almost all of them went there afterwards. Not only did they run the mountain, but after they finished their meal at noon and fell asleep with the soldiers, they also followed
Commander Ma went to train, holding a gun and practicing fighting skills...
"Four treasures! Don't pierce your eyes!"
"Wang Ming, if you kick your crotch again, I'll kick you!"
When it comes to fighting skills, it's completely different. In terms of individual combat, Si Baozi can let two people get close to each other with knives without firing a gun; Wang Ming also dares to deal with a bayonet-wielding soldier with his bare hands; really
When it comes to taking action, these death row prisoners are extremely fierce.
"Sir, since it is for combat training, I feel that this thing must be used on the battlefield in the future. Since it is used on little Japan, it should be used in every possible way."
"You're not convinced, are you?"
Si Baozi curled his lips and said, "Except for our master, no one has ever accepted it~"
"Assemble the class!"
When Lao Chu saw the two groups fighting, he immediately came over and shouted loudly, and ten soldiers walked out of the crowd.
Lao Chu turned around and looked at Si Baozi: "We are resisting the alliance and allow any different voices to appear. If you are not convinced, we will make gestures."
Si Baozi counted with his fingers: "One, two, three... there are seven of you, right? We won't bully you..."
He really doesn't know how to count!
Wang Ming, the death row prisoner, quickly stopped him: "Brother Bao, those are ten!"
"Ten of them are fine, I'll fight three of them by myself, and I'll leave the rest to you!"
"No one is taking advantage of you, but we have to make an agreement. If you get down, you must obey orders and follow instructions during training and classes. Do you hear me?"
Si Baozi didn't pay any attention to him. He rounded his arms and said, "Fuck you!"
Snap!
With a crisp sound, Lao Chu was stunned and made Si Baozi somersault.
The soldiers were not happy at that time and rushed over in a swarm...
"Don't move!"
Lao Chu was so angry that he stood up with his hands on his cheeks and shouted after him: "Class 1, follow me!"
Si Baozi said proudly: "Why don't you come back? If this were in Jianghu, you would have died eight times the moment you lay down on the ground."
As soon as this group of soldiers rushed forward, the situation immediately changed.
If a death row prisoner knocks down one of his opponents, he will stand in front of that person and show off his power; if the Anti-Japanese Alliance knocks down one of his opponents, he will not waste a second to join the fight next to him and fight two against one with his comrades.
Once this effect expanded, Si Baozi was the only one left among the prisoners on death row who was put down in an instant.
The next second, Si Baozi looked under the tree again, and Xu Ruifeng was gone. He knew that he had lost.
Looking back again, in front of me were five or six brats rushing towards me, pinning Si Baozi down like a stack of Arhats.
"It shouldn't be."
After dinner, Si Baozi did not fall asleep like a pig. Instead, he covered the corners of his swollen mouth and sat alone on the kang muttering.
Xu Ruifeng was right next to him. He rushed over and asked, "Sir, you were watching from the side this afternoon. Did you see how we lost? I don't think those little ga beans can beat us."
"Isn't this nonsense? How much do you weigh? They are as skinny as match sticks, how can they beat you?"
"Then why did we lose?"
"The heart is broken!"
"What?"
Xu Ruifeng finally sat up and said, "I think this competition with you is a battle. What about you? You think it's just a joke."
"Then why fight?"
"If this really comes to the battlefield, and people risk their lives for the brothers around them, how can we do it? Think about what happened in the cave."
Xu Ruifeng gave a slight reminder, and Si Baozi was stunned.
He seemed to understand, but he seemed not to understand.
At noon the next day, Si Baozi called all the death row prisoners together while eating. Everyone was holding a bowl filled with pancakes and pickle sticks. Si Baozi had a full bowl, and there were basically two people per person.
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Si Baozi took a look, and for the first time, he took the initiative to share the sticky pancakes in the bowl with everyone. This group of people had one more pancake, and only one was left in his bowl.
"It was embarrassing to lose yesterday. My fourth child has never been so embarrassed in my life. If there is another chance today, brothers, we have to get it back."
Si Baozi looked at everyone with firm eyes, and all the death row prisoners were gnashing their teeth...
But today, Commander Ma came. He changed the training program from fighting practice to familiarity with equipment. He taught these death row prisoners how to disassemble and reinstall firearms, reinstall and dismantle them, and also taught them how to maintain them. He spent the entire afternoon.
It just passed in laughter and laughter, and no one mentioned what happened yesterday.
Xu Ruifeng also saw it. Lao Ma was afraid that the two groups would get into a fight.
On the third and fourth days, it was still the same. They learned shooting and battlefield medicine, but no more combat training, until there was a discordant voice from Sibaozi's side, like "They just don't dare to fight anymore."
At times like this, Lao Chu showed a smile that was worth pondering.
The next day, combat training was carried out as usual, but this time the training was for everyone to practice hand-to-hand combat. The soldiers held Springfield rifles and bayonets to practice assassination, and no training equipment was used at all.
How does this explode?
What if something happens? We all have a good relationship, so we can’t stab someone just because of one breath, right?
Si Baozi and the group of death row prisoners looked at each other and endured it. No one acted like a monster during the training. Everyone was sweating from the training. When the training was over, the little soldiers excitedly surrounded the group of death row prisoners.
, especially Si Baozi, there are several people around him, and they always praise...
"Brother Bao, how did you do this assassination? Why does it look so powerful? I just shook my wrist and it looked boring."
Si Baozi immediately opened his mouth and said: "Why are you shaking your wrists? When playing with a knife, you can't just look at the knife. You have to step on your feet firmly so that there is a root under your feet. After your feet are stationary, tighten your waist and use your forward thrust.
The strength makes the shoulders move the arms, the arms move the hands, and finally the whole body's energy is sent out."
"It has to be Brother Bao!"
"That's right, I am an old Jianghu."
"Brother Bao, do you have any other fighting skills?"
Si Baozi was quite happy to have people asking around him. While eating in the evening, he revealed all his housekeeping skills in his life, how to use the knife, how to fight, when to use momentum and willpower, and
No secrets at all.
This is what war is like. If you are more capable than the other party, you will have a better chance of survival than the other party. If you train for one more minute, you will be able to master one more skill than the other party.
Isn’t there a saying that courage comes first when it comes to military affairs, and skill comes first when it comes to courage. Where does skill come from? You have to work it out with your body. If you don’t drop a sweat bead on the ground and smash it into eight pieces, you can learn a lot.
Xu Ruifeng looked at this group of young men who were eager to learn, and remembered the time when he was studying art. At that time, as long as he dared to say the word "tired", the Golden Sword Protector would go up to his mouth. Tired? Do you want to go back to the kang to lie down?
Go, you are learning the skills to save your life, who is not tired? No hero in the world of martial arts got to where he is today by luck. If you don’t practice, why should you bring down a martial artist with more than 20 years of skill? You just rely on your mouth to brag.
ah?
Through these few days of observation, Xu Ruifeng also saw that the people in Lao Crow Nest are different from the people outside. They don't play tricks or talk, they set their goals wholeheartedly and move forward.
Here, people compete to see who can make faster progress. No one listens to what you said about how you were back then. They only look at what you have become since you came here.
No wonder the Red Party can develop so fast!
"Old Xu!"
Commander Ma hurriedly walked up to Xu Ruifeng and said without hesitation: "There is news from the rear."
Xu Ruifeng sat on the stone, looked up at him, and asked, "What's the news?"
"We and Nanjing will join forces to fight against Japan!"