Sword of Death Camp

Chapter 173
What Zhang Dabiao said did not make Li Yunlong and Chu Yunfei feel that he was arrogant, but felt that he was right.

The so-called boxing is afraid of the young, Zhang Dabiao is now in his early 30s, which is the time when he is in the prime of life.

In hand-to-hand combat, although most of them are skill-based, if the skills are the same, strength is also an advantage.

After all, when it comes to weapon collisions, if you are strong, you can even knock out the opponent's weapons during the collision.

For example, when fighting a bayonet, block the assassination.

Blocking definitely requires strength, eyesight and speed, and of course assassination does.

For example, in the forthcoming swordsmanship competition, there will definitely be bumps during the period, and once bumps happen, people with greater strength will definitely have an advantage.

Of course, they are also experienced hand-to-hand combat masters, and they also know that in hand-to-hand combat on the battlefield, strength alone is not enough, and skills are also required.

Because no matter how strong you are, no matter how weak the opponent is, even if the opponent is just a child, when the opponent stabs your chest with a bayonet, it doesn't need much strength.

This creates a paradox.

Everyone knows that fighting and contests do not lose physical strength.

But everyone also knows that when both sides are holding a knife or a spear, strength is no longer the main factor that determines the outcome, but combat experience and skills.

Although the old man on the opposite side has been with the old man Gong who is known as No. 1 in the northern martial arts for almost his whole life, but Zhang Dabiao has fought for almost half his life from the No. 20 Ninth Army Broadsword Team of the Northwest Army to now. There are not a few heads, so the two sides are equally divided.

The advantage of the old man is that he was born in a family of martial arts. He may have good sword skills, but Zhang Dabiao is not weak. After so many years of fighting on the battlefield, he has already trained hand-to-hand combat as a physical instinct.

So you should be proud now.

But Chen Shanhe didn't think so: "Zhang Dabiao, attack first!

I'm afraid that if Uncle Fu Xing makes a move, you will have no chance to make a move. My sword skills are worse than Uncle Fu Xing's! "

If someone else said this, Zhang Dabiao would never pay attention to it, because he also has confidence.

After all, he had killed so many devils on the battlefield. Speaking of combat experience, and countless bayonet fights that he almost survived, he dared to tell many people now that I have the confidence and strength to fight hand-to-hand with you.

But when facing Chen Shanhe, he couldn't say that. Both he and Li Yunlong dared to say that, but he and Chen Shanhe didn't dare to say that.

Some time ago, he dared to beat up Li Yunlong in order to eat fat pork, but you ask him to give Chen Shanhe a try.

So after hearing Chen Shanhe's words, Zhang Dabiao was not stubborn, he followed the good example: "That's okay, old man pay attention!"

Stepping forward, the wooden knife that was hanging in front of him swung a semicircle along with his body at a very fast speed, and slashed at Lao Jiang's neck.

When the wooden knife swung through the air, it made a short and sharp piercing sound. It could be seen that Zhang Dabiao's knife was extremely fast and powerful.

Li Yunlong was worried that if the opponent couldn't block or hide in time, Zhang Dabiao would slash the opponent with a knife.

But obviously, he was overthinking it.

The Gong family's sword skills are generally seen away, just like when Zhang Dashuai asked Mr. Gong to be his bodyguard coach, he had doubts about the old man's kung fu, so the old man asked Zhang Dashuai to shoot himself at 20 meters away, and Zhang Dashuai fired consecutively. Three shots, when the third shot was fired, the old man was already standing behind Dashuai Zhang.

And now Lao Jiang is like this. When Zhang Dabiao's wooden knife slashed at his neck at an extremely fast speed, he turned around and got behind Zhang Dabiao. After passing through Zhang Dabiao's clothes, he used a blunt wooden knife to cut a big hole in Zhang Dabiao's military uniform, exposing the flesh inside, without any scars.

hiss!
The monk standing behind Li Yunlong and Captain Sun Ming behind Chu Yunfei took a deep breath.

After Lao Jiang cut Zhang Dabiao's clothes with a knife, he retreated behind Gong Ruomei without saying a word.

Zhang Dabiao touched the clothes on his back, and cupped his hands at Lao Jiang: "Thank you for your mercy, old man, the old man's sword skills are really superb, even with a wooden knife, he can easily cut my clothes open without hurting me." flesh and blood.

I can't compare this saber technique, I'm willing to bow down! "

Lao Jiang didn't make another sound, as if nothing happened, he took back his knife and stood quietly behind Gong Ruomei.

Gong Ruomei didn't speak either, but the dead silence on her face had disappeared a lot.

Chen Shanhe stood up with a smile: "Zhang Dabiao, don't think about comparing me to Uncle Fu Xing, he was a hangman in Beijing when he was young and beheaded.

The heads under his hands are not young or old.

Later!
After following the old man, the old man tailor-made a set of saber techniques for him. Now that he has kept the saber in his hands for decades, this saber technique has already reached perfection.

In terms of hand-to-hand combat, let alone you, even I probably won't be able to please under Uncle Fu Xing's hands! "

Chen Shanhe can talk, and Zhang Dabiao knows Chen Shanhe's level. He is a fierce man who chases hundreds of people with a bayonet. That is a man with a gun and a bayonet. The battle between Shi Yiying and the devil's squadron was in the balance.

But now that he admits that his level of hand-to-hand combat is not as good as the old man in front of him, that Zhang Dabiao feels comfortable.

of course.

Everyone knows that this is probably Chen Shanhe's polite words, but for Zhang Dabiao, at least there is a step down!

and so……

"No wonder, Zhang Dabiao must have no chance of winning, an old man who can't even compare with you, Chen Shanhe.

Commander Chu, what is the level of our Eighth Route Army's cold weapon combat?You give comments to comments. "

It was Li Yunlong who said this. He may not be angry with the Liangzi who was stopped by the 358th regiment when he was about to cross the Yellow River, so his words are full of thorns.

Hear the string song and know the elegant meaning.

Chu Yunfei had already guessed that such an event would happen, and he was already mentally prepared.

"Brother Yunlong and Brother Chen, they are hidden dragons and crouching tigers!
The level of hand-to-hand combat is indeed much higher than that of friendly forces.

In terms of hand-to-hand combat, although I, Chu, am proud, I also admit that I may not be as good as your Eighth Route Army in terms of sword skills and stabbing skills.

However, the Eighth Route Army is full of talents, and I, Chu, have not all under my command. This is Captain Sun Ming, my adjutant.

Under the tutelage of Eagle Claw Gate, he is good at capturing prisoners, and it is easy to climb over walls and ridges. He has helped me find accurate information from some important parts of the devil many times, and obtained accurate information sources.

Captain Sun Ming, show your skills to the allies of the Independence Regiment. "

Captain Sun Ming, who had been following Chu Yunfei all the time, looked confident, and said to everyone with a smile, "Everyone, you are making a fool of yourself!"

After finishing speaking, he walked to the side of the sandbag next to him. This kind of sandbag is the sandbag used when practicing boxing and kicking alone. The sand bag is wrapped with several layers of cloth, which is very thick and can withstand the punches and kicks of the soldiers.

But just such a thick cloth bag, after all the fighters of the independent regiment exercised their fists and feet, the thick sandbag that was still hanging on the shelf intact, was actually pierced by Captain Sun Ming's two fingers.

This also won the admiration of the people present.

This is a real skill, after all, if you can pierce such a thick sandbag, then it doesn't take much effort to pierce a person's throat, and you can even pierce the chest directly to find the heart for fun.

and.

Don't look at the modesty Chu Yunfei said just now. He said that after watching the performance of the Eighth Route Army, he felt that weapons or cold weapons did not have an advantage in fighting.

Since the opponent can have such strong martial arts, it must be cold weapons, and it is not far behind.

Therefore, Chu Yunfei obviously told them that even if my men don't have weapons, they can still kill the little devils.

When it comes to bare hands, when it comes to fists and feet, Li Yunlong laughed twice, not only Chu Yunfei, you have talents, but also Lao Tzu's independent group.

"Monk!"

"To!"

A person with a height of 1.8 meters, in this era of nutritional deficiencies, it is rare to be able to reach a height of 1 meters.

But in front of him stood a burly tall man over 1 meters standing in front of Li Yunlong.

"Go, show off your fists and kicks to the friendly commander Chu!"

The monk looked at Chu Yunfei, then at Captain Sun Ming who had just demonstrated the Eagle Claw Kung Fu, and responded with a smile: "Hey!"

Then, he directly set his target on the rammed earth wall of the fellow's house next door, and kicked the whole wall down.

It's just such a kick, the whole wall, the thick wall, it's all rammed earth wall, it just collapsed, which shows how powerful this kick is.

At this moment, Chu Yunfei became interested: "This brother looks like a Shaolin fist!"

Li Yunlong laughed: "That's right! This kid has been a burning monk in Shaolin Temple for a few days, and he has learned some rough fists and kicks.

The monk takes off your hat, and let Head Chu see the ring scar on your head! "

The monk took off his hat and turned his head towards Chu Yunfei, and sure enough, he saw the scar that the monk should have.

Chu Yunfei hummed and asked, "Sure enough, you have taken the precepts, so why don't you burn incense in the temple and serve the Buddha?"

The monk replied carelessly: "The devil is here, and I can't even recite the scriptures!"

At this moment, according to the original plot, it should be Chu Yunfei who had to look at Monk Wei's gun, and then gave it to Li Yunlong.

Unfortunately, it is no longer the original plot.

There were three more Chen Shanhe on the scene.

So Chu Yunfei looked at Chen Shanhe: "Tuan Zhang, Mr. Gong is known as the No. 1 martial arts in the north, why don't you take this opportunity to let Tuan Zhang and me open our eyes?"

Chen Shanhe was taken aback.

Why is the fire burning on me? This plot shouldn't happen like this!
He quickly smiled and waved his hands: "I'll forget it, if you fight on the battlefield, I still have a number.

It's got me doing a set of punches here, which does nothing but look good.

On the contrary, it is a bit gimmicky, and there is a taste of embroidered legs.

Forget it! "

After a few words of evasion, he just wanted to fool the past, but unexpectedly, Gong Ruomei stood up.

"Forget it my senior brother, why don't I show the two regiment leaders the Gong family's boxing skills, lest you say that my Gong family has only weapons but no fists and feet."

Chen Shanhe hurriedly wanted to stop it, there was nothing to show about it, but at a glance, he found that the younger sister's face was much more lively, and the deadly expression had changed into a face full of arrogance.

From Gong Ruomei's point of view, martial arts practitioners should have arrogance. If it was just the eagle claws and Shaolin kicks performed by Captain Sun Ming and monks, she would not say anything.

But if Chu Yunfei used the fists and kicks performed by Captain Sun Ming and the monk to run on Chen Shanhe, she couldn't bear it.

So she stood up and said something lightly.

"When I was young, watching my father compete with others, what I heard most was the sound of broken bones, which was clearer than stepping on dead branches, which was not surprising.

My father often said that in the word martial arts, it is better to make progress at a time than to stop at a time.

Since you want to see it, you might as well see it more clearly.

It makes you feel gimmicky to cover up alone.

Captain Sun Ming and this Shaolin monk, why not come out and cooperate with me and let me show my fists. "

This is a contest.

The people present understood as soon as they heard it. This woman, Chen Shanhe's junior sister, suddenly proposed to compete with Monk Wei and Captain Sun Ming.

Gong Ruomei was angry when she proposed the contest, which is why Chen Shanhe didn't stop her.

Ever since the old man left, she has always had a knot in her heart. Until now, Chen Shanhe felt that this might be an opportunity to unravel his knot.

So since Gong Ruomei has spoken, he will facilitate this contest.

So he said to Chu Yunfei and Li Yunlong with a smile.

"It's true, the boxing we learned, if there is no opponent, it will look very fancy.

If you want to see clearly, you have to have an opponent to fight and demonstrate.

That being the case, let Captain Sun Ming and this monk brother be my junior sister's opponents. "

Both Li Yunlong and Chu Yunfei knew about Chen Shanhe's martial arts skills.

But how about Chen Shanhe's junior sister's martial arts?

No one knows this.

But since Chen Shanhe has said so, it doesn't count and he doesn't know how to mess around.

And it was Chu Yunfei who made the first move, so he could only nod his head and let Captain Sun Ming take the shot.

"Captain Sun Ming, go and have a fist fight with this Miss Gong, be careful, and hit as far as you can.

Don't hurt Miss Gong! "

Not only in the eyes of Chu Yunfei, but even in the eyes of Li Yunlong, the martial arts of Lieutenant Sun Ming, the adjutant, can definitely be regarded as high-strength.

Even in the hearts of everyone present, except for Chen Shanhe and Lao Jiang, they all thought that the contest between Gong Ruomei and Captain Sun Ming must require Captain Sun Ming to give way.

But didn't think so.

Although the woman in front of her was wearing the uniform of the Eighth Route Army, but at first glance, she was as cold and beautiful as a gentle woman in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, and she actually said something.

"He can't do it alone, let him team up with that monk, and he should barely be able to pass a few tricks under my hands."

In Gong Ruomei's heart, this was the truth, but it was a bit jarring to the ears of everyone present.

(End of this chapter)