In Gao Yuan's understanding, shouldn't the training that a special forces soldier should receive should be very strict, even very harsh? Xiang Weiguo has already started training for him, but why is it different from what he imagined?

Without endurance training and without physical strength training, it would not be hell-level training, nor even high-intensity training.

There is not even any training content related to special forces.

Now Gao Yuan only taught one thing to Weiguo, and that was how to use a stick.

Gao Yuan didn't dare to ask, but for five days, Xiang Weiguo always asked him to practice three stick moves repeatedly, and nothing else.

Today Gao Yuan finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Why Gao Yuan couldn't help it? Because Luo Xingyu's cold was gone, she was eating more and more, and her body was recovering day by day. Today she could finally come outside and sit and watch how Gao Yuan trained.

.

It was just these three moves of stabbing, poking, and beating. There was no other movement at all. Luo Xingyu just looked at it for a while and got bored, let alone Gao Yuan, who had been repeating these three movements for five days.

"Uncle Xiang, can I ask some questions?"

Finally, after practicing for a long enough time, Gao Yuan could rest for a while and he immediately asked his question.

"Just ask."

"Uncle Xiang, I have been repeating these actions these days. Why do you only teach me these?"

Xiang Weiguo said seriously: "Practice makes perfect."

Gao Yuan looked like he was listening attentively, but Xiang Weiguo stopped talking. After a long time, he couldn't help but said: "What next?"

"Then? What then? There is no more."

Gao Yuan couldn't help but said angrily: "Uncle Xiang, this is not how special forces are trained, right? You said you could teach me, but it's too easy for us to practice now!"

Xiang Weiguo looked at Gao Yuan and said seriously: "Who said you were going to be trained as a special forces soldier?"

Gao Yuan was stunned, but still said seriously to Weiguo: "I want to teach you how to survive in the wild, teach you how to fight, and even teach you how to kill people. Although these skills are all must be learned by special forces, but knowing only these is not enough

You want to become a special forces soldier, so I don’t want to train you to be a special forces soldier.”

"Why!"

Xiang Weiguo smiled and said: "There is no such environment, no such conditions, no such necessity."

Gao Yuan was unconvinced and said angrily: "What can you say?"

Xiang Weiguo said calmly: "First of all, let's talk about the environment. Special forces are trained in military camps. They have good medical conditions, sufficient logistical support, etc. What you see on TV is the instructors' desperate efforts.

Squeeze the physical strength of the special forces and work hard to train their physical and mental endurance, but things are definitely not that simple. There are at least three people behind a special forces to provide him with protection. Behind the training of the special forces is the support of a system. If you just want to die

If you don’t care about other things while practicing, that’s not training, it’s a waste of human life.”

Gao Yuan thought about it and felt that this was indeed the case.

Xiang Weiguo continued: "After talking about the environment and then the conditions, it will be easy for you to understand. We don't have a training environment, so naturally there are no conditions for you to train. First of all, if I want to squeeze your physical strength to the extreme, at least I need to have

There is an adequate supply of food, but we don’t have it. Let’s talk about simple clothes. How many clothes do you have? If I make you crawl around every day, how many days will your clothes last before they rot? The clothes are rotten

After that, if you have no clothes to wear and are freezing in the winter, I won’t tell you what to do if you get injured or what to do if you get sick."

Gao Yuan no longer had the energy to continue asking, but Xiang Weiguo continued: "If I exhaust you every day, what should I do if there is danger? What if you can't even escape?"

Gao Yuan sighed and said helplessly: "Okay, you are right, I thought it was too simple."

Xiang Weiguo smiled and said: "Let's finish, why do you say you don't need to become a special force? Because the combat targets of the special forces are enemy soldiers, not zombies or wild beasts, so I don't have the need to kill you.

Train to be a special forces soldier, because your opponent is not a soldier."

Gao Yuan nodded and said, "Then what's the point of these few exercises you asked me to practice every day?"

Xiang Weiguo said seriously: "I'm still wondering why you haven't asked me about the basics of thirteen games. Aren't you curious?"

Gao Yuan smiled bitterly and said: "It's not that I'm not curious, but I don't dare to ask. Please tell me now. Even if it's the basics, it's too simple to only have three moves..."

Xiang Weiguo said seriously: "It's not simple, because what I teach you is fighting style, not moves, and any playing method in Thirteen is derived from these most basic three moves. I will teach you playing first."

After you have a certain foundation, I will teach you the footwork to match the fighting style."

Gao Yuan listened attentively, raised his stick to Wei Guo, and said: "You come and beat me, you can beat me how you want."

Without any hesitation, Gao Yuan picked up the stick and struck it on the head. He didn't dodge Xiang Weiguo, nor did he raise the stick to block his head. He just picked up the stick and stabbed it out quickly.

Gao Yuan's arm was stabbed by a stick, and then the stick he swung fell down weakly.

"Uh-oh!"

With a cry of pain, Gao Yuan covered his right shoulder with his left hand and said calmly to Wei Guo: "This is how to use stabbing. Strike last and come first. The key is to be quick and accurate. If you hit me again now, it will be the same as before."

Just one move."

Gao Yuan hesitated for a moment, then he picked up the stick and struck again.

Using the same moves but different breaking methods, he stretched out his stick towards Wei Guo, then rushed forward, and the stick in his hand fell on Gao Yuan's head.

Xiang Weiguo's stick didn't really hit him, but Gao Yuan was frightened and broke into a cold sweat.

He put away his stick, took a step back to Wei Guo, and said: "This is the basics, but only the basics are enough. The fancy tricks are deceiving. The only ones that can really hit or hurt someone or even kill someone are just a few, but they are faster.

Be more accurate and ruthless. Once again, what I teach you is fighting style, not tricks. One method can be used to solve all problems. Once you have mastered the basics, you will definitely not miss a wild boar with a spear."

"I understand when you say that, but when can I practice well?"

Xiang Weiguo smiled and said: "You have to practice for a lifetime, and you can't let it go for a lifetime. There is no such thing as a great achievement in magical skills. The great achievements of magical skills are only a matter of time. For real kung fu, you have to keep practicing.

No matter what the skill is, it’s the same.”

Gao Yuan thought for a moment and said, "What about boxing? Can you teach me about dagger fighting or something like that?"

Xiang Weiguo smiled and said: "I don't know how to box. I know how to capture and fight. As for dagger fighting, you don't need to practice. It's enough to put your limited energy on this stick. As I said just now, this is the basics."

, once you practice it, you will find that you can use it for everything.”

After finishing speaking, Xiang Weiguo looked at Luo Xingyu and said, "What I said to your brother is also for you. When your body fully recovers, you can practice with him."

Luo Xingyu nodded and said with a sweet smile: "Okay, Uncle Xiang, I will definitely practice."

Gao Yuan still refused to give in. He wanted to know when he could really master these thirteen sticks, so he said sincerely: "Uncle Xiang, how long have you practiced before you can use this stick to fight with others?"

Why don’t you get beaten when you are here?”

"I started practicing stick training when I was eight years old, and started sparring with my dad when I was ten years old. When I joined the army at the age of eighteen, I still couldn't beat my dad, and my dad could still hit me however he wanted, because I had been practicing for ten years.

He has been practicing for half his life, and the equipment is the best way to make up for the physical gap. However, after I joined the army, I found that no one was my opponent in the assassination. There was no opponent in the recruit company, and there was no opponent in the regiment. Later, I

Even our group army has no opponent. If the fake tricks I have practiced for ten years are of no use, but I have practiced real kung fu for ten years, then we are powerful and we are just trying to spear the pacesetter."

Gao Yuan was very excited and Xiang Weiguo was very proud.

He reached out and patted Gao Yuan on the shoulder, and said gently to Weiguo: "Don't think about becoming a special soldier. You don't even have a gun and you still want to be a special soldier? No matter how good you are with the stick, your opponent will have a submachine gun.

, I didn’t just pull the trigger and I’ll kill you.”

Gao Yuan felt helpless again.

Xiang Weiguo wanted to comfort Gao Yuan and said with a smile: "Take your time, this is not something that can be practiced in a few days. Now I'll go cook and you can continue throwing your rocks. If you really want to talk about you and the special forces

The closest thing is throwing stones, so you have to practice hard."
Chapter completed!