The strongest sniper king

Chapter 20 Throwing Knives and Fist
Li An thought he was going to throw stones again, but Zhang Nan took out three small knives and handed them to him.

Rather than saying it is a knife, it is more appropriate to say it is a piece of iron.

After being polished, the iron sheet has the traces of a knife and is cut very sharply.

"From today onwards, you start practicing swordsmanship," Zhang Nan said.

Practice the knife, practice the flying knife!

Li An was a little excited. After two months of special training, he finally had the opportunity to practice throwing knives.

"Try it." Zhang Nan ordered.

Li An held a throwing knife in his right hand, stared at the target seven meters away, adjusted his breathing secretly, and calculated all the factors affecting the flying knife in his mind.

"Snapped."

The flying knife flew out of his hand and hit the tree and fell behind.

Missed?
Li An frowned slightly.

With stones, Li An can hit the target [-]% of the time, but under the same distance and conditions, throwing knives and stones are completely different.

Ang Li has been practicing pebbles for many years, and he can adjust the angle and technique of throwing a pebble according to its size, shape, and weight.

The throwing knife was Ang Lee's first attempt. Its size, shape, and weight are completely different from those of stones, so the feeling of throwing it is naturally different.

Missing the target is a reasonable thing.

"Try again." Zhang Nan ordered.

"Crack." The flying knife fell after hitting the tree.

"Try again."

"Crack." This time the throwing knife hit the tree, but it was far away from the target.

"Pick it up and keep trying."

"continue."

"Don't rely on your eyes, eyes are deceiving, you have to find your own feelings."

"Pick it up and continue."

"throw it out."

"Treat the knife as part of your body, throwing it out is just an extension."

"Pick it up and continue."

Time was lost in the constant picking up and throwing of flying knives, and the sky trace soon revealed a bright color.

"Okay, let's stop here today." Zhang Nan ordered.

Li An's chest rose and fell slightly, he adjusted his breathing, and cast his eyes on the big tree full of knife holes.

After more than an hour of practice, I was finally able to stab the tree with a knife, but it was still difficult to hit the target.

Back at the company, the reveille just sounded.

Li An washed his face, acting as if he just woke up from sleep.

Because there is still a lot of training at night, Li An consumes a lot of energy. Every time he eats, he still maintains the position of "rice bucket", and he is always the most edible in the company.

After breakfast, the troops pulled out for training.

After the simple queue practice, it is shooting and aiming, mainly in the prone position.

"Li An, don't think that you can be lazy if you have good grades, go for me!" Nie Wanli suddenly shouted.

Li An's brows tightened slightly, and he was very surprised that he was not lazy.

"Hurry up, I think you don't want to eat at noon!" Nie Wanli looked like he was going to eat people, scaring the other monitors from approaching him.

"Yes!" Li An was puzzled, but still followed Nie Wanli's order to pick up his rifle and rush up the mountain.

The so-called mountain sprinting is to sprint up the mountain with all your strength. It is a very physical exercise, and it is also a severe punishment for recruits.

"Good boy, I don't think you will try your best to run for me if you don't follow me!" Nie Wanli yelled from behind and chased after him.

Even though Nie Wanli was obese, his running speed was not slow at all, and he quickly caught up with Li An.

"Run, hurry up, hurry up!" Nie Wanli whipped Li An with a branch from somewhere.

Why did Li An provoke that fat man?
People were very strange, but no one dared to ask, because they were afraid that Nie Wanli would take his anger out on them.

The two ran all the way to the back mountain, and finally disappeared in the mountain forest.

"This is where Zhang Nan asked you to practice throwing knives?" Nie Wanli stretched out his hand to touch the knife marks on the tree, not at all as irritable as before.

"Yes." Li An replied truthfully.

"How do you feel?" Nie Wanli turned around and asked.

Ang Lee thought for a moment and said, "It's a little more difficult than I imagined."

"It's right to be difficult. Nothing is easy to do. Especially on the battlefield, the easier things are, the more cautious you need to be, because you may have fallen into the enemy's trap." Nie Wanli said.

"Yes." Li An said that he understood, but he wondered why Nie Wanli brought him here.

Nie Wanli smiled and said, "For you, training like other recruits is just a waste of time, so I will teach you something else from today on."

other?

Special training!

Li An's eyes lit up, and he finally understood why Nie Wanli acted in a scene, it was to cover up people's eyes and ears.

"Squad leader, what do you want to teach me?" Li An asked excitedly.

Nie Wanli said: "On the battlefield, apart from fighting with weapons, soldiers often face close combat. What I want to teach you is the fighting technique."

Fighting!
Li An's eyes lit up again.

"Look at it." Nie Wanli said and started fighting in the open space.

"Hoo, hoo hoo. Wow! Pop!"

Nie Wanli was obese, and some people secretly called him a fat pig, but when he punched, his appearance completely changed.

Every punch he punches is full of power, just like a tiger descending the mountain. The brave momentum alone is enough to make people shy away.

After a set of punches, Nie Wanli's face was pale, and he held his chest and panted heavily.

"Squad leader, are you alright?" Li An hurried forward to support Nie Wanli.

Nie Wanli waved his hand, and smiled wryly to himself: "Why, is it so difficult to do boxing now?"

"cough cough"

Nie Wanli suddenly covered his mouth and coughed.

"Squad leader!" Li An yelled anxiously.

After coughing for a while, Nie Wanli clenched his right fist and hid it in his pocket, and said to Ang Li: "I'm fine, you don't have to worry."

Can you not worry about this?

"Squad leader, if you don't feel well, let's go back first." Li An said.

Nie Wanli shook his head, his complexion recovered a bit, and he said to Li An: "Practicing boxing requires a solid foundation first. Today, you should start with a horse-style stance. I will teach you moves after the foundation has been laid."

"Yes." Li An understands the reason why tall buildings rise from the ground, the foundation is very important.

After instructing Li An to take a good stance, Nie Wanli turned around and walked behind a tree, and took out his right hand hidden in his pocket.

Spread out the palm, the palm is full of black blood.

Nie Wanli turned on the water bottle he carried with him to wash off the blood on his hands, and then returned to Ang Li as if nothing had happened.

In this way, Li An stepped forward all morning, and Nie Wanli explained boxing principles and some simple moves to him during the break.

"Li An, you're being lazy again! Get up and run to the mountains for me!"

"Li An, rush to the mountain!"

"Chongshan, hurry up!"

Every time there was an exercise, Nie Wanli would find all kinds of reasons to let Li An go up the mountain, and then take him to the forest to practice boxing.

At night, Li An would pick up millet in the restaurant, and then practice throwing knives in the back mountain. Every day was very fulfilling.

(End of this chapter)