The rise of special forces from the boot camp

Chapter 290 Xie Qi, who was killed by a routine

The modern army advocates scientific training, there must be a degree of relaxation, otherwise it is easy to train people down, the previous Wang Chen just forcibly trained himself down.

Of course, this is his own reason, caused by too much effort.

After a fight, everyone's physical strength dropped significantly, so Peng Li called everyone together to start a theoretical course, mainly talking about fighting skills.

"What is fighting?" Peng Li looked at the crowd and asked, "Or what is the difference between fighting and martial arts? Answer me in one sentence."

"Report, I know." Xie Qi was the first to respond.

"Speak!" Peng Li nodded.

"Martial arts is more about performance, and fighting is more about actual combat." Xie Qi expressed his understanding.

"It's not sharp enough." Peng Li commented, "Who else knows?"

"Report, I know." Wang Chen said.

"speak!"

"Martial arts is the art of self-defense, fighting is the art of killing!" Wang Chen said.

"That's right, fighting is the art of killing!" Peng Li took over the words, "Fighting is not about flamboyant fists and legs, it pays attention to one move to control the enemy, so it only hits the vital parts."

"As far as I can see in your fight just now, there were too many useless moves, every move was not fierce enough, and the lethality was too low. It would be an exaggeration to say that it was all about flamboyance."

"If you want to learn the real killing technique, you must have a sufficient understanding of the human body. Simply put, you need to understand where the vital points of the human body are, and then in the process of fighting, you must target the vital points."

When Peng Li said this, he paused for a moment, pointed to a soldier casually and said, "Get out!"

"Yes!" The soldier responded, hurried out of the line, and stood directly in front of the crowd.

"Let's talk about the upper three roads first!" Peng Li pointed to the soldier's head and said, "Temples, nose, chin, throat, armpits, ribs, are these the most vulnerable parts of the human body?"

"Yes!" the crowd responded.

"Let's talk about the next three routes." Peng Li continued pointing at the soldier and said, "Aren't the crotch and leg joints more fragile?"

"Yes!" Everyone responded.

"Actually, Xiasanlu has another weak spot. Do you know where it is?" Peng Li put it off.

"Acupoints!" Wang Chen replied, "Acupoints for knee reactions."

"Yes, it's the acupuncture points!" Peng Li continued, "There are many acupuncture points on the human body, and some acupuncture points can be directly fatal if hit hard, which is commonly known as the death point."

"If you make good use of this, you can often turn defeat into victory in actual combat."

"Today I will mainly tell you about the distribution of acupuncture points in the human body."

After speaking, Peng Li looked at the soldier and said, "Take off your clothes."

"Okay!" The soldier agreed, took off his vest, hesitated for a moment, and lowered his head to untie his belt.

"That's enough!" Peng Li stopped for a moment, pointed at the soldier's body, and started explaining intently.

To tell the truth, Peng Li's lectures were of a very high level, his words were simple, easy to understand, and he could give many real examples, everyone was fascinated by it.

This lecture took half an hour.

"What I just said, you must keep it firmly in your heart." Peng Li said seriously, "Not only must you memorize it, but you must also learn to use it. At critical moments, this can save lives, understand?"

"Understood, I will definitely remember it!" Everyone responded with a tug on their necks.

"These are just skills. In a real life-and-death fight, skill is only one aspect, an auxiliary means." Peng Li said with his hands behind his back, "Speed, strength, reflexes, and even resistance to blows, these four aspects can be combined with skills to make you stronger." You are invincible."

"So, don't feel that the training is boring and boring. These trainings are your amulets, your capital, and the foundation of your survival."

"I can tell you very clearly that your military career begins after you enter the special warfare brigade. You will have many tasks to perform, you will be baptized in blood, and even some of you will die."

"I want you to realize where you are now."

"Die your life for your country, die with no regrets!"

The 96 men scratched their necks and roared.

"Continue training!" Peng Li responded.

"Yes!" After everyone nodded, they went to hit the sandbags again.

Peng Li stood still for a while, took off his camouflage uniform, put on his vest, found a sandbag and began to fight.

At around 07:30 in the evening, everyone was pulled into the multi-functional classroom, where Peng Li personally explained the theoretical knowledge of tactics.

It was not until around 09:30 that the day's training officially ended.

"Second brother, do you want to smoke?" On the way back to the dormitory, Wang Chen approached Xie Qi and said softly, "I invite you to smoke the special cigarettes that can only be smoked at the teacher level, how about it?"

"No!" Xie Qi directly refused.

"Then you will accompany me to smoke?" Wang Chen invited.

"No!" Xie Qi refused again.

"Fuck!" Wang Chen cursed and said seductively, "You just have to accompany me to smoke, and I promise that after I leave the camp, I will take you to experience a real dragon and nine phoenixes."

"I have a girlfriend, I don't need it."

"Just you, have a girlfriend?" Wang Chen teased, "Your right hand?"

"Who do you look down on?" Xie Qi said proudly, "My girlfriend and I are childhood sweethearts. We grew up together, and she is now a college student, and she will go to Beijing Film Academy. In two years, maybe she will be a star. .”

"Then you're done!" Wang Chen replied directly, "Just like you, once someone becomes a star, he will definitely kick you out."

"Impossible!" Xie Qi retorted excitedly, "We are childhood sweethearts, and she loves me very much."

"No matter how deep the love is, it can't stop the erosion of time." Wang Chen said leisurely, "Long-distance love is the grave of love. You are still young and don't understand."

"You know what to ask." Xie Qi scolded, turned his head and ignored Wang Chen.

"Let me ask you, how many times can you meet each other in a year?"

"Twice." Xie Qi replied.

"How many times can I contact you in a month?" Wang Chen asked again.

"As long as I have a mobile phone, I will contact her." Xie Qi smiled and said, "Every time we have endless things to talk about."

"You see, we don't meet frequently, and we don't communicate frequently, which causes the girls to feel emotionally lacking and insecure." Wang Chen analyzed with reason and evidence, "There are so many boys in my university, you can't be more confident. Are you a good boy?"

"In case, if this outstanding boy sneaks in, aren't you in danger?"

"Impossible!" Xie Qi said firmly.

"Whatever, believe it or not." After Wang Chen finished speaking, he pushed open the door of the dormitory and walked in, then took out his mobile phone from under the pillow of his bed, and started playing with it openly.

"Oh, this circle is really messed up, there's another scandal!"

"Hey, girls nowadays really worship money. A rich second generation goes to art schools every day to pick up girls, one by one."

"Oh, I'll go, young people nowadays really know how to flirt with girls, it's so romantic."

"…………"

Looking at the phone, Wang Chen sighed from time to time, and all the sighs were about the little things between men and women.

A minute later, Xie Qi came over meanly, bent over, licked his face, and called softly, "That, Brother Chen?"

"Huh?" Wang Chen looked up at Xie Qi upon hearing the sound, "Little Qi, what's the matter?"

"Aren't you going to smoke?" Xie Qi said with a smile, "I'll accompany you."

"I dare not bother you." Wang Chen glanced at Xie Qi, and picked up the phone again.

"No trouble, no trouble." Xie Qi licked his face and said, "It's my honor to smoke with Brother Chen."

"Fuck!" Wang Chen cursed, and directly handed the phone to Xie Qidao, "I'll give you 5 minutes to make a call, and then we'll discuss something when we come back."

"Hey, come on!" Xie Qi turned around and ran while holding the phone.

"Fight with Lao Tzu, Xiao Mian!"

Wang Chen grinned, took out a cigarette, crossed his legs, put it on his nose and smelled it.

(End of this chapter)