The strongest soldier

"You're quite sweet," Lao Liu said with a smile. He didn't care and walked into the kitchen to get busy.

Luo Zheng observed for a while and found that Lao Liu quickly poured a lot of flour on the countertop, added water, and kneaded it into dough in a few strokes. It weighed two hundred kilograms, and Lao Liu looked like He is as relaxed and comfortable as he is tending a newborn child, but he is also careful and conscientious. He easily lifts and puts down two hundred kilograms of dough, and when he squeezes the dough with his fists as big as vinegar, it is as easy as kneading tofu.

Such great arm strength! What a strong endurance! Luo Zheng's face became serious. He couldn't help but glance at Lao Chang who was sitting quietly at the door smoking a hookah. He was secretly shocked. There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in this cooking team. It seems that he came to the right time. Maybe the captain did it on purpose. Thinking of this, all the The unhappiness disappeared.

"Old Chang, help me." Lao Liu suddenly shouted.

Lao Chang, who was squatting and smoking at the door, got up, dusted off the non-existent dust on his body, walked slowly to the chopping board, took a look at the long dough that had been kneaded, and without waiting for Lao Liu to do it, there was a lot of magic in his hands. He picked up a saber, his eyes were focused, and the saber in his hand suddenly moved.

I saw a flash of knife light, and then I saw countless scratches on the dough. Lao Chang walked away slowly, as if nothing had happened just now. Luo Zheng was surprised, and when he took a closer look, he couldn't help but be shocked. I saw nine horizontal lines and nine vertical lines drawn on the dough. Cut the dough into small pieces, but each piece is the same. It’s the size of a steamed bun. You can’t even notice it without looking carefully. What a fast and stable knife. Gong, very accurate knife skills.

Under Luo Zheng's dumbfounded gaze, Lao Liu put the cut dough in the steamer as usual and steamed it. Luo Zheng came to his senses and looked at Lao Chang who was squatting at the door and continued to smoke. He made up his mind and left quickly. He walked over and squatted in front of Lao Chang, looking at Lao Chang with burning eyes.

"Are you hungry? I'll serve you mutton hot pot." Old Chang asked with a smile. There was no trace of the temperament of a master in his body, more like a warm-hearted person.

Luo Zheng knew that such people had real abilities, and those who pretended to be a master every day were all fake. When he saw Old Chang getting up, he quickly said: "Brother Chang, I want to learn the sword."

"Learning swordsmanship? Then go ahead and learn swordsmanship. Doesn't the army teach swordsmanship? The captain's forehand and backhand swordsmanship is very sharp. He is the most suitable one." Lao Chang said with a smile.

"I want to learn how to use your sword." Luo Zheng said firmly.

"My knife? Just the kind that cuts meat and steamed buns?" Lao Chang looked at Luo Zheng in surprise and asked. When Luo Zheng nodded, he couldn't help but smile: "You are a bit weird. Soldiers don't learn to kill people." Knife, I learned how to use a meat cleaver, what, you plan to go home and open a restaurant after you retire?"

"Please teach me." Luo Zheng said with a firm face and eager eyes.

"This kid still has some eyesight." Lao Liu came over and said with a smile: "Old Chang, it's time to find a successor for your finger knife. I think this kid is good. He is humble, steady, and persistent. What's more, What makes me lazy is this calmness and discernment.”

"These are all useless. Which one of the cowards who can join the special operations brigade is a coward? The key depends on perseverance and understanding." Lao Chang retorted unmoved, then looked at Luo Zheng and asked with a serious face: " Do you really plan to learn?"

"Yes." Luo Zheng said without hesitation.

"Okay, just now our cooking team leader Liu said that we won't arrange any specific things for you. Let's do this. You will be responsible for preparing firewood from now on. Do you see the row of dry firewood? I chopped them all into half a foot long, the size of a matchbox, only If you can use a military dagger, come and learn from me when you are ready." Old Chang said coldly. After speaking, he picked up the hookah in his hand and walked towards the small house not far away, shouting: "Lao Liu, I need to take a nap. If you have nothing to do, don't call me."

Luo Zheng looked at the neatly stacked dry firewood not far away. Each stick was as thick as a thigh. He used a military dagger to chop it into half a foot long and about the size of a matchbox. It would have been impossible to complete in two or three months without rest. Only next time can we do it. The old man next to him, Luo Zheng, looked solemn and joked: "Boy, you are so lucky. Old Chang is the number one swordsman in our special operations team. He is known as the ghost hand. He can kill many people with one sword. People, the sword skills with one finger are even more incredible. I don’t know how many people in the special operations brigade can’t even hope to learn swordsmanship. Whether you can pass the interview depends on you.”

"Thank you Brother Liu." Luo Zheng's eyes lit up and he became determined. If he wanted to learn the true skills of the sword in just two or three months, he would definitely not be able to do so without suffering a loss. He immediately said: "Brother Liu, I'm afraid the cooking class will have to deal with it in the future. I can’t help you anymore, please don’t be offended.”

"No wonder, no wonder, there's nothing wrong with you." Lao Liu said with a smile, a look of approval on his face.

Without saying anything else, Luo Zheng pulled out the Type 65 army dagger he carried with him, a relic of the deputy squad leader, and said in his heart: "Brothers, bless me." Then he strode away, came to the firewood pile, and picked up a A large pile of dry firewood was placed on the ground. He sat on the ground, picked up a stick and thought about it.

The dry firewood was very thick, and there were a lot of it. It would be impossible to use brute force. He had to find a way. Luo Zheng looked at the dry firewood and gradually discovered the texture on the dry firewood. He couldn't help but think: "If we chop along the grain, Will it save a lot of effort?”

Thinking of this, Luo Zheng couldn't help but start chopping with his sword. The army dagger was not big, so he couldn't borrow any force. He slashed down with all his strength, but the knife got stuck in the dry wood and couldn't be taken out. Luo Zheng did not draw the knife with brute force, but continued to think. , looking up and down at the dry firewood, it is indeed easier to split along the grain, but if you do it with just strength, when your strength fails, it will not take long for the muscles to be unable to withstand the high-intensity splitting action. How can you use force?

Thinking of this, Luo Zheng couldn't help but think of the secret strength emphasized in Juntiquan, that is, concentrating the power of the waist on the hand, and when a punch hits, the power is not completely released, but hits a little, this force It needs to be recovered. The moment the attack is recovered, a dark force will be generated. Once this dark force is practiced, it will be unparalleled in power. The principle of force in sword techniques should be similar. Strength is not as good as force, and force is not as good as intention.

This thing is too mysterious. Luo Zheng heard the instructor say it when he was in the recruit company. The instructor didn't understand it very well. What he said was very vague and general. Luo Zheng still can't understand it, but he still understands the principle of exerting force, and he has some concerns in his heart. , immediately used his strength in his arms, looked at the dry wood, found the texture position like the edge of a knife, took a deep breath, and slashed with a sharp knife.

The Type 65 army dagger accurately hit the grain and penetrated most of the wood. Although it did not split the dry firewood directly, the effect was already very good. Luo Zheng knew that his analysis was correct, and he couldn't help but feel confident. He followed the guesswork The method is to split dry firewood.