Romance of Dragons and Snakes

When Wang Chao arrived at the camp of the Third Army Ace Troop, it was already the beginning of the Hua Lang, like the construction scale of the Southwest Field School, there was no special place. The only special thing was that soldiers in camouflage clothes were walking scattered on large flat cement yards. Instead of being as tense, enthusiastic, and serious as a field school, it's calm.

When the car entered the camp, in addition to a courtesy at the post at the door, no one else saw it, what to do or do, faintly, the silent surname appeared to be perfect.

“The warriors in here, tough and silent, like shadows, have a very different atmosphere from the other troops' hot melting furnaces, and are obviously veterans who have gone through the sea for a long time. Especially since their overall qualities are a little higher than those of the top fighters at Tangmen in the Southern Ocean. ”

Wang Chao was in the car, casual observation revealed a lot of details.

A true warrior, knowing not to waste his body and spirit at all times, silence. Instead of being a regular soldier, there was a pile of heat in the air.

This is the same as some ancient monks who practiced "Shut Up Zen”. The same is true of the practice of martial arts. After people exercise to a certain degree, they need to practice quiet kung fu, because the more they talk about injury, the more they move their muscles, the more they think about hurting their gods, the more they accumulate, the more ambitious they become, the more their strength naturally grows.

In fact, martial arts theory can also be used to reflect the literacy of a force.

Troops that work out day in and day out, they're just ordinary troops, it's like a man who's just practicing bright kung fu, and he has to move his muscles. And after a high degree of kung fu, the focus is on maintenance and saving. The same is true of being a soldier. Otherwise, three years and five years later, the soldier's energy drains when he touches the climbing troops every day. Return from the army with old wounds.

Wang Chao's dragon snake army now exercises, is also a nurture-oriented kung fu. As a result, only six months later, the physical strength of the soldiers doubled! Energetic savings, it looks like every one of them can kill a tiger empty-handed!

“Dinner time in the army is over, but we've already eaten. The soldiers are going to rest. It's not good to impress them. Let's go directly to Instructor Liu Mubai. He may be hanging out with some of his comrades at this time. It is a common habit, after chatting, to go to sleep. If instructor Liu goes to sleep, Ray will not wake up unless ordered by the military commission.” Little Zhang Dao.

“Your troops go to sleep after dark? So lazy, is this still an ace? I've also interviewed a lot of troops who sometimes train late at night.” Zhujia has some incredible remarks: “I would really like to do an interview with your troops, if that's okay. ”

“That's impossible. How could such a force be exposed?” Wang Chao touched his teeth and made a crisp sound of gold iron empathy, as if he chewed something in his heart with infinite flavor: “Ancient people said, the nursery said, used it for a while. Instead of practicing. That's a good word to use, deliberate, chewy head. You can go into the boxing ceremony. ”

“But, Zhujia, your uncle is the leader of the Third Army. Why is this sword unit so unfamiliar to you as if you had never been here?” Wang Chao suddenly asked strangely.

“Who's all right running to a pile of men. And as a relative of the chief, I ran to the army, and the impact was terrible.” Zhu Jiabai glanced at Wang Chao: “I'm not coming with you today. ”

Wang Chao lowered his eyelids and the car stopped in front of the dormitory building.

The whole dormitory building was black-light, and it didn't even light inside the hallway. When Zhu Jia went up the stairs, she almost tripped over the stairs. Luckily, Wang Super held her hand, so she didn't fall down. Forgive me, Zhu Jia still complained: “There were no lights in the hallway. ”

Her hand grabbed Wang Chao's arm tightly.

“This is when they unanimously canceled the lights in the hallway because the eyes of these people were bright, they didn't need the lights, and the lights were swinging at night, damaging the atmosphere of quiet rest.” Zhang replied.

Wang Chao overheard this speech and made a deeper impression on the entire force of the sword. The evening was really to be quiet. At that time, he said he was practicing the moon, and all he practiced at night was quiet and quiet kung fu, which was not true.

This dormitory building has over thirty floors, not too tall or short. No elevator, pure stairs.

Walking on the seventy-eighth floor, Wang Super nose smelled a scent of exhaling orchids. Turning around, Zhu Jia was already tired of gasping.

“What floor is your instructor Liu on?” Zhujia's voice didn't catch her breath.

“Top floor.” Little Zhang in the dark, a face can't see the expression, "or let's take a break. ”

Zhu Jia frowned and his eyes looked at Wang Chao. The meaning could not be more clear. She wanted Wang Chao to carry her back. “I was interviewing Cao Yi to capture the drug cartel, shoot people to death, kidnap their feet, and go home to Chao Chao to half help me. I wonder if she would refuse today? ”

She's been wandering around her throat for a long time, but she can't say it when someone's there.

Biting his teeth, Zhu Jia snorted inside his nose: “Rest and rest. ”

She was just saying something, and all of a sudden, she felt her waist wrapped around an arm, and the whole person seemed to fly. The wind buzzes next to your ears.

Turns out Wang Chao wrapped his hand around her and rushed up the stairs.

“It's amazing, it's amazing!” Although it was dark, Zhang could still see clearly, and he was shaking with excitement, because Wang Chao brought a person, but seemed to be light and nothing!

The scariest part is, the footsteps collapse, like a shrink, directly to the top of the stairs!

The staircase on each floor is divided into two turns, one with more than ten steps, but Wang Chao crossed the top step by step! And a man!

Just momentarily, after a few seconds of kung fu, Zhang can no longer see Wang Chao.

Indeed, there are more than twenty floors of stairs left, more than forty steps, ten seconds, ten seconds after Wang Chao has reached the highest floor, waiting more than a minute after Wang Chao and Zhu Jia reached the top floor, Zhang only came up fiercely. Even he is a brilliant warrior, excellent martial arts, ten times more powerful than ordinary people, both breathing more than twenty floors of stairs in a minute, tired enough.

“Inspector Liu asleep? No, he always had the lights on in his room at this time, and the pattern wouldn't change. There are no special tasks today.” Take a few breaths and look at a room.

“Should be on the roof above. I was downstairs, and I heard people shaking the wind of the pole, and it sounded strange, and the pole was supposed to be iron. Let's go to the roof. ”

Wang Chao let go of Zhujia and walked to the roof.

Sure enough, on the rooftop, he stood in the shadow of a few rare pull-ups, holding a long rod in his hand to compare it. As soon as Wang Chao came up, several people's eyes shot at him and stopped the movement in his hand.

However, Wang Chao noticed that a man who stood at the edge of the roof seemed to want to fall and fall at any time.

The man was wearing a canvas camouflage costume and his body was not huge. His face was very rough, as if it were a vast storm desert, but a little bit adorned this storm desert-like face with a touch of softness.

That is, the soldier's chin, his upper lips are clean, white and clean, he doesn't have a mustache, he doesn't even have a beard.

Such a crude face with a touch of softness reminds Wang of the Italian name of a classic martial arts novel, Poetry in the Knife Series.

“Dong Haichuan is also proud of his white lips.” Wang Chao remembered some of the notes in the boxing book about Dong Haichuan, the gossip master.

“Are you Balimin? Ten seconds, with a man, from the seventh floor to the thirty-second floor, he is truly a master! But why are you so young?” Before Wang Chao opened his mouth, the man opened his mouth and turned around, carrying a big, dark, unspeakable gun in his hand, with his back toward the rocking downstairs, shocked.

“Nice hearing!” Wang Chao laughed, he had already guessed, Liao Junhua must have had a mouthful of wind, said to get Baliming out of jail, to compete with this instructor Liu. It's not unusual to be misunderstood.

This person's hearing was obvious, and he felt every move he made when he went upstairs.

That's how deaf I am!

Without guessing, Wang Chao can see that the soldier in front of him is definitely Liu Mubai, the instructor of the “sword” unit in Zhangkou.

Only then can the temperamental kung fu defeat Yong Xiaolong, a leading Shaolin master.

“Inspector Liu, you were practicing on the roof. This is Major General Wang Chao, the instructor of Fang Fang. He asked me to bring him on a tour to exchange.” The principal hurried up to introduce him.

“Wang Chao? ”

Liu Mubai's eyes suddenly became a lot more sharp, more than 20 meters apart, and Wang Chao could all feel the deep smell.

Meanwhile, several gunfighters jumped down the stairs, paying attention to Wang.

Wang Chao felt the same profound taste from their eyes.

“Looks like the three aces in the army are disgusted by each other. ”

Competition exists in all sectors, particularly in the case of troops.

“Turns out he's the number one expert in Asia on the black belt, and it doesn't look like the Six Armies are bragging. With the strength and explosiveness you just came upstairs, you already have the ability to fight me! Since you're speaking for Fang, how about we talk about shooting?” Liu Mubai's words were straightforward. He opened the door and broke the knife three times.

“That's what I meant!” Wang Chao laughed: “But it's more dangerous than guns, it's better than fists and feet. How about that? Communicating and communicating, it's not like living and dying on the stage, you don't have to take such a big stand. ”

As soon as that comes out, several warriors have revealed their despicable appearance. They all often play the game of the brave, shouting one, two, three pairs of trigger people with guns. What kind of soldiers are you afraid of dying for?

“We are soldiers. Since Wang Chao is a martial arts master, there is no reason not to have read Qi Jiguang's practice, and some martial arts artists have compiled boxing scriptures. Practice kung fu as a soldier, is a set, folk practice kung fu, is another set, we are all soldiers. If we don't do those tricks, we will follow the military's comparison. This is only fun. ”

Liu Mubai could not speak loudly, but he was unusually bright.

“Okay.”

Wang Chao had never competed in shooting before. At this time, he saw a master of shooting, and his heart also itched naturally.

“Yellow Fierce, throw your gun at him! Their guns are all wooden poles, only yours are steel poles, just like mine.” Liu Mubai spoke to a warrior by his side.

“Go on!” Liu Mubai was surrounded by this warrior. He spoke loudly and heavily. He lifted a large gun with his hands, stabbed his horse and shouted. He shouted and drank. The gun, like a large iron rod, was thrown over.

This was thrown so hard, it seemed like the intention was to make Wang go beyond ugliness.

But he was disappointed. Wang Skull did not move, like a wooden stick. He copied it with one hand and copied it into his hand. Hold the handlebars flat in front of your chest, straightened and intact, no tremors visible.

“Nice gun!” It was amazing that the gun was pure steel, the barrel of the head was whole, and the bullet name was steel. All weigh at least 70 pounds. “Didn't Balimin want to get a good gun from a blacksmith? Looks like this is the right one. ”

Now it's not easy to find a blacksmith who can fight a weapon in society.

“The big gun pile stands steady with at least two horsepower on both legs!” The yellow fierce soldier who threw the gun at me saw Wang Chao's hand and all the desecration in his eyes disappeared.

Stand on the big gun pile and hold the handle flat with one hand, holding it horizontally.

A wooden pole measuring three meters long, with a person pointing in the middle, can be easily lifted, but with one end in one hand, raise it flat. Then eat Old Power. Few people have that kung fu.

But gun practitioners, that's how they end up, exercise their wrists, and balance their bodies.

When a gun comes home, a large pole grabs the gun and ends it flat, placing a bowl of water in the middle of the pole, and it doesn't spill out!

It's easy to shake a gun, but it's hard to control it without shaking.

This Huang Zheng, the most brilliant fighter in Li Jian's army, is a legendary kung fu. It is said that Huang Tianbao, the chief captor of the Ganlong period in his ancestral family, practiced gun equestry since childhood. In the whole army, only Liu Mubai and he can dance such heavy guns while exercising.

But he can't dance with this big gun. He can't work with it. He can't use it against his enemies. He can only exercise as usual.

If you take such a heavy gun to the ground, you can't turn it on, and you can't keep up with the speed, someone stabbed you in the head. Just now Wang Chao's hand is really shocking to him.

To hold this three-metre long steel gun in one hand without revealing its grip, flat end, he must also build up his full strength, and hold his horseback, wrap it around his waist with a strap, and then allow his old strength to lift up.

And Wang Chao is a one-handed copy, his knees are not bent, and the understatement starts, as if he was taking a string of candy gourds!

What a powerful arm and waist leg!

“Malik?” Wang Chao heard a new word, which reminded him of the horsepower of a car engine, and thought it was funny: “Practicing martial arts, using this method to calculate power, is really novel, with the times. ”

“It's kind of, it's not, it's kind of, but it's different. I'm the one who put the concept of computational martial arts power, a horsepower, is really the power of a horse.” Liu Mubai saw Wang Chao's hand, but did not move like Huang Zheng. “The ancient battlefield made the big gun, the equestrian technique was better, because the big gun did not use the big force of horse pentium ups and downs, it could not be used at all. But then people invented horseback, developed their own vitality, and it was a time-honored idea to have legs and hips that were comparable to horses after exercise. I heard that the president of the Nanyang National Arts Association, a boxer named Zhao Guangrong, practiced as a fistfighter of the Tai Ancestors, who was able to stand on a boxing stand in a golden box, both horses could not pull. And so we created this word of computational power. ”

“The concept is reasonable, very good, very good! Malik, nice, nice.” Wang Chao couldn't help but nod his head.

And the concept proposed by Liu Mubai, in a sense, is also kind of meaningful.

How powerful is boxing? There's never been a systematic calculation, because it's hard to calculate. And not the more powerful people, the harder they fight, if that's the case, everyone moves their wrists.

Wang Chao learned boxing and feet for the first time, Tang Zidu told him that he wanted to really stand a horse in his body, so that the fisting power he punched would have the rushing force on the horse.

It has to be said that Ma Bao is the most ordinary martial arts, but also the most practical and profound martial arts. The martial artist who created the martial arts can compare any martial arts master in history.

In Zhao Guangrong's early years, the story of the performance station boxing racket Rama was widely circulated, but Wang Chao did not think of it, this Liu Mubai had also heard of it.

Liu Mubai said: "My concept is that the power of a boxer who can punch the air, is the power of half a horse. You just had the power of two horses. ” ”

“What about this hand? How much horsepower?” Wang Chao exhaled and shook his wrist with a Daigong Iron Gun!

Buzz!

The long steel barrel shivered, making the sound of a big bell crashing in the temple!

Zhujia only felt numb in her ear tympanic membrane, not only in her ear, but even in her teeth. She felt like she was standing in front of the big clock at Cold Mountain Temple listening to a fierce impact.

“Five horsepower!” Liu Mubai's face instantly changed and became very heavy! Incredibly heavy! He also learned Wang Chao. He took a deep breath and shook his gun body. The gun also sounded like a clock strike!

“If in ancient times you were tortured by five horses, I'm afraid it wasn't five horses that tore you apart. You tore five horses apart. Come on, let's play on the rooftop steps. ”

Liu Mubai shouted and jumped up the stairs again. Below you will find more than thirty stories of ground.

“Super, no!” Where did Zhujia see such a dangerous scene, she hurried to make a sound.

All the soldiers around them looked at the woman and frowned. They didn't even know Zhu Jia, because Zhu Jia never came into the army to shake, not the role of the little princess of the army.

“What a woman fits!” The yellow mammoth whispered.

“Super, don't stab him. Stabbing him will make a mistake!” But Zhujia's next sentence almost made Huang spit blood!

Zhu Jia has seen Wang Chaobiwu many times, and Wang Chaobiwu beat people to death all the time. If Liu Mubai is poked to death this time, something big will happen. Much worse than killing Duan Guo! She has no reason not to worry!

“Although our instructors are not socially visible and open water, in the small circle of the army, there is the honor of the military god. Although Wang Chao is also famous, it is not necessarily said who stabbed who. ”

Although Huang Zheng muttered in his heart, he was still shaking all over his body. Even the warriors around him were shaking all over his body. Such a dangerous excitement and a fierce confrontation with the breath of the military was a hundred years of misfortune.

These warriors, they all crawled out of a pile of dead bodies, big nerves. And who cares about making mistakes when you play the game of the brave, when the excitement comes?

This is also why Wang Chaohe and Duan Guo Chao duel in that year, killed people, underestimated and revealed.

Because, in their view, death in the army is too normal because of a duel. Not a big deal at all. If there's a fight, it's all about that. It's a regular army. Where's the Ace Army?

(To be continued)