Chapter Nineteenth: Displaying Skill Once More

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  Li Yushan had been observing Zhang Peng for a while, and although Zhang Peng participated in the soldiers' training sessions, he never seemed to get hurt. At first, Li thought Zhang was just going through the motions, but when he saw him hit the "thousand-layer paper" with such force that it tore the bark off the tree without breaking the skin on his hands, he realized that Zhang must have had some training. Today, Li wanted to test him out, so while Zhang was distracted, Li kicked him into the arena.

  Zhang Peng was kicked into the field by Li Yushan, and before he could react, a voice came from behind him, "We're going to practice 'Second Captain'!", followed by a kick in the pants that landed squarely on Zhang Peng's face. Zhang Peng tried to decline, but it was too late, so he changed into his uniform and went through the motions with the captain.

  The two men stared at each other for a moment, and it was clear that the class leader did not take Zhang Peng, this primary school soldier, seriously. Zhang Peng dared not to be careless and took the lead in grabbing him, but unfortunately, his opponent's arm was too thick and he could not grasp it tightly, and instead was shaken off by him, taking advantage of the momentum to grab his wrist.

  Zhang Peng had no choice but to use a 'shun shui tui zhou' (to push the boat with the current), borrowing force to thrust forward and break free, while jumping and dodging to create distance from the class monitor. As the saying goes, "one strength can defeat ten wills", Zhang Peng didn't dare to compete with him in terms of strength, but instead used his agility to circle around the class monitor, occasionally making quick jabs to test and find his weakness.

  After several rounds, the class leader became impatient and suddenly reached out to grab Zhang Peng's collar, wanting to have a quick and decisive battle of strength. Zhang Peng had been waiting for this opportunity, his left hand flashed up swiftly, grasping the class leader's right wrist pulse, the class leader tried to use explosive force to shake off Zhang Peng's palm, but the pulse was caught, unable to exert any strength, instead being pulled by Zhang Peng, twisting his arm.

  Zhang Peng exerted his strength, not giving an inch, and rushed into the arms of a classmate with a monkey-like agility. He grabbed the classmate's waistband with his right hand, used his shoulder to push against the classmate's chest, and with a burst of strength, lifted the classmate up. Using the famous "Swallow Spin" technique, he slammed the classmate to the ground.

  "Zhang Pengsheng, who's next?" The platoon leader announced. The squad leader was thrown down heavily and struggled to get up, his face red as he stood outside the circle.

  "Oh... Zhang Peng, Zhang Peng, you're awesome! Oh..." The comrades in the second row were stunned for a moment, didn't expect Zhang Peng to win, and cheered up.

  The cheers attracted more warriors, surrounding the small arena with three layers inside and out. The early arrivals excitedly told the latecomers about the scene just now, while the latecomers regretfully said they didn't arrive early enough to catch the wonderful moment, and for a time, there was a flurry of discussion. A row of long faces couldn't hold back their energy, so they sent out 'Trump Card' Second Lieutenant Jia Guoqing, who came up with a 'Second Lieutenant' against 'Second Lieutenant'.

  The squad leader was not very tall, with a roughly average build, the muscles on his body rolling back and forth with movement, his uniform tight on his body. This physique is most suitable for wrestling, he had won many awards in the military's martial arts competitions.

  The two team leaders didn't rush to make a move after they entered the field, and Zhang Peng also didn't dare to approach recklessly. The two of them sized each other up while circling around the field like fighting cocks, looking for weaknesses in each other's defenses.

  "Come on, come on..." The audience outside the arena was more anxious than those who were wrestling.

  The monitor of Class 2 suddenly stepped forward, both hands grasping Zhang Peng's shoulders, his right foot inserted behind him, attempting to use a side throw. Zhang Peng didn't resist, ducking down and slipping under the monitor's armpit, delivering a 'back whip kick' towards the monitor who had just turned around.

  The second monitor had to retreat, his body leaning back, dodging Zhang Peng's leg, but didn't expect it was a combination move. Zhang Peng took advantage of the second monitor's evasive moment, quickly turned around, his right foot landed behind him, swinging his right arm in a "Iron Chain Blocking the River" move, striking the second monitor's chest, while his right foot hooked back, the entire movement clean and efficient, one breath and done. The second monitor's body was already unstable from dodging Zhang Peng's leg, adding to the collision and hook, he couldn't stand up anymore, "thud" and fell on his butt.

  "Good!" The surrounding warriors shouted in unison.

  "Second monitor, are you okay?" Zhang Peng hastily rushed forward and pulled up the second monitor.

  "It's nothing, it's nothing. I didn't expect that today, the real class leader would lose to a fake like you!" The class leader said with a big smile, not taking it seriously.

  "Haha,..." The class leader's words caused another burst of laughter.

  "This time you old soldiers should practice well, let a rookie get beaten up!" said the rookie who was trained hard by the platoon leader during the last 'long run' event.

  "You little brats..." A row of red-faced and ear-red people who didn't know how to 'educate' them walked away with a huff.

  Zhang Peng was naturally the hero of the second row, and he returned to celebrate under the escort of a group of soldiers in the second row. The interpersonal relationship within the troops is sometimes very simple. As long as you can hold on at critical moments, you can win everyone's respect.

  The next combat training, I don't know what the leader was thinking, maybe he was afraid of getting hurt and not being able to explain it, so he didn't let him go on stage. What made Zhang Peng puzzled was that he found that the capture fist in the reconnaissance camp had a variety of moves, including Xingyiquan, Chaquan, Hongquan, Meihuaquan, Shaolinquan... even the shadow of poking feet, and the moves were fierce and practical, often "one move to defeat the enemy". In fact, this can't be blamed on him alone. At that time, there was no unified military boxing training program, and each unit wrote its own. The reconnaissance camp of the A army had a history dating back to the Red First Army Corps' handgun team during the Jinggangshan period, which was constantly revised and expanded, with the enemy's rear Wu Gong team, anti-Japanese guerrilla teams, and local armed forces that were incorporated during the Eight Route Army period. The soldiers who practiced martial arts at that time taught their comrades the kung fu they had learned, but the casualties were heavy, often only passing on one or two moves before sacrificing themselves, and new recruits joined in, with different schools of martial arts constantly merging in, leaving behind the essence of each school, forming this powerful capture fist.

  Zhang Peng is now a 'celebrity', but he didn't become famous because of his outstanding performance in training, but because of his cooking skills.

  In the troops, there are many evaluations and inspections, and various study classes are endless. When leaders come, they all want to go to the grassroots company "take a walk". The reconnaissance battalion is a directly affiliated unit of the army, and they became the "必选题" (must-choose topic) as soon as possible. Who let them be close to the leader? Due to Zhang Peng's outstanding performance in the previous reception task, the reconnaissance battalion's reception work had to invite Zhang Peng to each company's cooking class for a "friendly guest appearance". The reputation of "Second Class Leader" is getting louder and louder, and nearby engineering battalions, communication battalions, and guard battalions are eager to ask him to share his experience, just like today's star going on tour. Finally, even the sentries of each unit know that when "Second Class Leader" enters the door, there will be an inspection team coming today, which is more accurate than a notification. Hurry up and tell everyone to clean up, tidy up the camp area, and improve their living conditions at noon.

  Zhang Peng stayed in the learning troops for a few years, and the cooks of several battalions all claimed to be apprentices of "Second Class Leader". Who dared say they hadn't learned a few tricks from "Second Class Leader"? Zhang Peng's deskmate Li Ye was also very happy. Every time Zhang Peng came back from "going out", he would bring him some gifts - a piece of sausage, a few pieces of smoked meat, sometimes a chicken leg, two apples... and once Zhang Peng even took Li Ye to the communications battalion to "guide work" and openly brought her along to eat and drink together.

  Every time Li Ye receives Zhang Peng's gift in the eyes of everyone's envy, she always blushes and smiles at him, then hides to one side to enjoy it. In other people's eyes, there is a bit of 'romantic affection' flavor, but Zhang Peng is still just a little kid who doesn't understand these things. He only thinks Li Ye is good to him, when his clothes lose a button, Li Ye helps him sew it back on, when they get a small hole, she helps him mend it. They are truly and sincerely good friends!