Soldier Assault: Visitors from Ten Continents

But the weather was bad for the next few days, and physical training could only be done indoors.

"Head-holding squats, sit-ups, push-ups, not many, one hundred each." Su Mingpeng decided to do a lot of physical training.

After doing squats, Su Mingpeng asked Su Yi to raise his legs high to exercise his leg muscles to prevent soreness.

When doing push-ups, Su Mingpeng always complained that his son’s performance was not up to standard: “Put it up flat! Your lump...Put it up! Push up your abs! Don’t push it up with your knees...More Do this and I'll throw broken glass under your knees!"

After making a dozen or so, Su Yi finally made the standard.Su Mingpeng was afraid that he would punish Su Yi and get angry, but Su Yi just silently fulfilled his father's request.

These are all good ways to train the body, Su Yi will not be foolish enough to refuse.

In the next year, apart from business trips, Su Mingpeng took Su Yi to train, and he was still the same as the third child, climbing, working hard, and physical fitness.As for walking in the queue and housekeeping, it has penetrated into all aspects of life and does not require deliberate practice.

When Su Yi was two years old, Su Mingpeng added new subjects: disassembling and assembling firearms, positioning exercises, and shooting.

In my father's opinion, at the age of two, the dexterity of my hands should be able to accept this kind of subject.

Of course, the firearm Su Mingpeng got for training could not be a real gun, but a high imitation model gun, which can be used as a real gun for training, but it cannot be loaded with live ammunition, only blank ammunition.

Su Yi first practiced dismantling guns with his eyes open, and later practiced blindfolded. This event has been practiced for more than half a year. In addition to physical fitness, inversion, and climbing, he usually practiced dismantling guns and fighting.Su Yi has never seen this kind of weapon before, and has no experience, but a swordsman and hidden weapon master's hands are fast and dexterous, and you will lose if you compare his hand speed with him.

With his natural advantages and half a year of hard training, he can disassemble and reassemble the firearm in 20 seconds with his eyes open, and it takes an extra 15 seconds when he is blindfolded.

Seeing that Su Yi's speed in disassembling and assembling firearms was almost at the limit, Su Mingpeng began to teach him positioning exercises, the most preliminary one being the first positioning.

"Look at me," Su Mingpeng slowed down and taught Su Yi, "Open the holster, take out the gun, and turn half of your body to the right. Hold the gun at a 45-degree angle for inspection. Our right hand holds the gun, and our left hand can It can be carried in the trouser pocket, or stuck at the waist, or on the back, or hung on the lanyard of our tactical vest in front of us, and you can complete the movements according to your natural habits. Got it?"

Su Yi nodded.

"Okay, start positioning practice now, take the gun! I didn't shout to stop, don't stop. Go to the target! Aim for the tenth ring and the eighth ring below," Su Mingpeng proceeded step by step, and first put an empty pistol on Su Yi's pistol. Pack bullets, "If your bullet drops, you will lose one chance of survival on the battlefield."

"Yes." Su Yi's arm remained motionless.

Su Mingpeng frowned: "If it really doesn't work, you don't need to aim now, just hold the gun steady for me."

The empty gun is quite heavy, weighing 0.76 kg.Su Yi fixed his gun, Su Mingpeng pinched his watch, and did not call to stop for a long time, the training was unequivocal.

"Don't close your arms, don't let the bullet drop, don't go so low, lift it up, lift it up!"

"Stand up as much as you can, and go up! Now you can't decide how to hit others? You have to raise yourself up, keep the gun pointed at the target at all times!"

For Su Yi, this is not tiring, but it is difficult to keep his arms still for a long time, and there will always be some subtle movements that he can't notice. However, Su Mingpeng corrects his son's subtle movements again and again, which is extremely harsh.

"Okay, let's put it down, rest for half a minute, and we'll load up later." Su Mingpeng pinched the stopwatch.

Su Yi put down his pistol and lightly shook his stiff arm.

The positioning training continued quickly. Su Mingpeng hung a heavy object on Su Yi's pistol. It was a military canteen, filled with water, which weighed two kilograms.

"Fix the position. If you fall down, do push-ups. When we were empty guns, did you feel shaking? After a few sets of practice, you will know, and the effect will come out," Su Mingpeng looked at the stopwatch, "Get ready Are you ready? Be strict with yourself. Get ready, start!"

Su Yi didn't pay much attention to this little arm strength, but as his father said, after adding two kilograms, the training effect on the control of the gun-holding arm was more significant.

But Su Mingpeng has been encouraging his son in accordance with the thinking pattern of training recruits: "Straighten your elbows and lift them up. The first set of 10 minutes, don't think about its soreness. If your arms are not strong enough, we have to do push-ups. Stretch out and hit out." , Self-strict requirements. Lift up, hold on!"

It took more than a year to practice positioning, which was much longer than the training period of the army, but Su Mingpeng saw that his son was young, had plenty of time, and was extremely talented, so he simply crafted carefully and demanded almost harsh perfection.

Once the positioning is practiced, shooting is naturally a no-brainer.

However, Su Yi was not used to aiming and shooting at first.There is no other reason, that is, although he was proficient in hidden weapons when he was in Shizhou, Shizhou warriors never took aiming with hidden weapons.Warriors have keen six senses, and the hidden weapons are sent out entirely by feeling, not by their own eyes.It was a mysterious and mysterious aura, which could not be quantified at all.If the six senses are better than your own, you can only be suppressed and think you are unlucky.

Now that he does as the Romans do, Su Yi has also practiced aiming and shooting, but he should be flexible about which method to use in actual combat.For example, at night, although he benefited from practicing martial arts, his eyes can see clearly in the dark, but he is still used to shooting at night by feeling, which is more reliable than aiming.It's possible to miss the aim, but it doesn't feel like it.

Su Yi has been practicing for three years, climbing, inverting, positioning exercises, disassembling and assembling firearms, and shooting, and strives for perfection in every training.After Su Mingpeng was satisfied, he taught Su Yi obstacles, military topography, tactical movements and radio.Su Yi sweats profusely every day, striving to meet his father's high standards.

"Lean forward slightly!"

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

"This method works best, just do it honestly!"

As Su Yi got older, Su Mingpeng couldn't bear to return, and the training intensity became more and more intense.

Five years passed quickly. At the age of six, Su Yi began to learn a special skill—cooking.

In the past six years, Su Mingpeng has been cooking every day, and his cooking skills have improved rapidly, but Su Yi knows nothing about the kitchen.No, his father is going to ask him to cook.

After practicing a few times, Su Yi finally made an edible meal.From then on, Su Mingpeng and Su Yi began to distribute housework. One day the father cleaned up the house and the yard, while the son washed and cooked meals, and the next day the son cleaned up the house and yard, and the father washed and cooked meals, taking turns.

As for business trips, it is always inconvenient to take a child with you. Now that Su Yi has learned to cook, Su Mingpeng will never take him with him on business trips. Su Yi needs to undertake all the housework and take care of himself when his father is on a business trip.

"See what I brought you?" Su Mingpeng came back from a business trip that day, with his hands behind his back.

"What?" Su Yi looked confused.

"Forgot? Tomorrow is your birthday, I'll give you a present." Su Mingpeng stretched out his hand, holding a small box in his hand.

"This is..." Su Yi took it and opened it, and there was a piccolo inside, "How do you know..."

"Didn't you play the bamboo leaves last time? It sounds pretty good." Su Mingpeng smiled slightly. "You can play bamboo leaves. I guess you can also play the flute, right?"

"Thank you." Su Yi received the birthday gift, his eyes were a little red.

"Hey! Don't cry! Little men can't cry!" Su Mingpeng patted his son on the shoulder in time.

"I'm going to practice radio." Su Yi rubbed his eyes, trying to avoid it.

"Wait," Su Mingpeng pulled his son back, "Don't be alone all day, you can find other children."

Su Yi frowned: "They speak in dialects, and it's hard for me to listen."

The two of them are standard Beijing movies, and it is really difficult to listen to the southern dialect.

"Then you can't stop dating your peers, right?" Su Mingpeng said helplessly, "It's March now, and it will be September in six months. At that time, the primary school in the village starts, so you have to go to school, right? Those children in the village will be Your classmate, don't you want to get to know each other now?"

"Dad, I don't want to go to school, that will delay training."

"That won't work, you must study, and you must study well!" Su Mingpeng stared, "Now the army wants high-quality talents, you must at least be a high school student with excellent grades, otherwise the army will look down on you!"

"Yes!" Su Yi subconsciously stood at attention, "I want to study, I want to go to high school, and I need to get excellent grades!"

"That's right." Su Mingpeng was satisfied.