Volume 1 Chapter 23 Investigating (2)

  Then, with a loud thud, he fell heavily onto the cement floor. Such scenes often appear on TV and are nothing out of the ordinary, but Instructor Meng's demands were simply too perverted - fifty! Starving, after a day of high-intensity training, now to fall heavily onto the cement floor fifty times, even someone as physically strong as Sun Erniang couldn't take it. Just then, Instructor Meng smiled: "Warm-up is over. The next subject is grappling."

  Sun Erpao panted like a big Saint Bernard dog, and as soon as he heard that there were still training projects below, this mixed person fell to the ground and refused to get up. Chen Yang's situation was even more miserable than his, with a pale face at this moment, but Chen Yang got up and stood in front of Instructor Meng.

  Not many people are as lazy as Sun Erpao, but there are always a few who learn from him. Instructor Meng didn't say anything and turned to leave. But before everyone could even celebrate, they saw Instructor Meng dragging a high-pressure water gun back. Chen Yang hastily kicked Sun Erpao, not expecting that Sun Erpao would remain silent with his eyes closed.

  But Instructor Meng didn't care about that, and with a burst of water from the gun in his hand, the silver-white water column seemed like a ferocious water dragon, pouncing viciously towards Sun Erpao on the ground. Chen Yang dodged too late and got splashed all over his body, but he was still lucky, after all, Instructor Meng's target wasn't him. Sun Erpao, however, was unlucky - the high-pressure water gun's column hitting his body felt like being poked with a stick, whether it hurt or not. After breaking out in a cold sweat, he jumped up and scurried away, covering his head.

  Several warriors who were learning with Sun Erpao reacted quickly and got up when Sun Erpao was attacked by a water gun, but they still couldn't escape and were pulled out by Meng instructor to enjoy a big meal of water guns. The remaining soldiers who were gloating also didn't get off well, their opponents in hand-to-hand combat became drenched "water people".

  At the beginning of this training, the warriors couldn't help but curse in their hearts. Think about it, as soon as they reached out to grab something, water would spray out from their opponent's body. What was even more hateful was that these guys who got splashed with water were all worthless, trying every means possible to share the rewards on their bodies with others...

  As a result, the training atmosphere of wrestling has become somewhat different. The warriors are gradually getting fired up, and their moves are getting heavier and heavier. Some have noses bleeding, some have dislocated arms... Meng instructor frowned: "Attention! Stand at ease!"

  Looking at the warriors with disheveled clothes and mud all over their bodies, Instructor Meng thought for a moment before saying, "Each of you go over there and bring back six red bricks, hurry up."

  Some of the warriors laughed, they had already guessed it, and Instructor Meng would definitely let them do a single palm chop brick. For this kind of training, these top-notch warriors in each company had practiced before, but when they heard Instructor Meng's request, they were still stunned.

  In the past, single-handed brick chopping was done by laying the red bricks flat and then striking them with one hand. As long as you grasp the movement's key points, it actually doesn't require much strength; at most, your hands will hurt a bit, but generally, it's within what people can endure. If someone standing here says they can't do it, that's simply laughable. But Instructor Meng's requirements were clear: these red bricks are to be chopped while standing upright...

  A common building brick laid flat has a thickness of 53-59 mm, while standing up, the thickness of the brick is 115-119 mm, which means it's equivalent to two bricks placed together. However, this isn't simply a matter of 1+1, as the bearing surface of the brick is reduced to 53-59 mm, and from a mechanical perspective, the load-bearing capacity of this brick has increased by at least three times or more...

  The warriors were all stunned, Sun Erpao stared at the red brick with his eyes wide open, "Hey!" He slammed down with a loud slap, and then jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his face flushed bright red, waving his hands nonstop. The red brick did fall, but not because it was split in two by him, rather it fell to the ground and got chipped.

  "What the f*** is going on..."

  It seemed that Meng Jiao had heard Sun Erpao's muttering, and with a expressionless face, he walked to the front of Sun Erpao, picked up a red brick, set it up according to his request, and then suddenly exerted force, crack! The red brick snapped loudly.

  Just this once, the eyes of all the warriors present changed. If at first they were only following Commander Meng under military orders, now their eyes were filled with respect. Bloodiness! Can someone without bloodiness be a soldier? And what kind of person do these soldiers full of bloodiness respect the most?

  Warrior!

  True warrior!

  In their eyes, a veteran soldier who has been through many battles is more important than a general.

  Sun Erpao stopped making a sound, and with a fierce gaze, he smashed the red brick in his hand, leaving the soldiers stunned. Chen Yang's eyes became sharp again, but unlike Sun Erpao, he carefully examined the red brick in front of him, thinking deeply.

  Hey! Hey! Haha! Haha! Amidst the cheers, Sun Erpao finally finished first. When that red brick broke into two pieces in his hands, he smiled: "See? This is kung fu." He glanced at Instructor Meng with a provocative gaze.

  As soon as Sun Erpao succeeded, the other warriors couldn't help but try it out too, but all they heard were hissing sounds of air being sucked in. Chen Yang's eyebrows relaxed, he held down the red brick in his hand, and with a swift motion, "Pah!" The red brick broke into two pieces. Sun Erpao was taken aback: "Chen Yang, have you practiced this before?"

  Chen Yang ignored him.

  Officer Meng's eyes showed a hint of appreciation: "Chen Yang, I'll find you after dinner." Chen Yang's eyes flashed fiercely: "Good, I was going to look for you too."

  The sun quietly hid behind the mountain, and it was time for dinner in the camp. However, unlike every day, the soldiers' chopsticks would always fall down involuntarily, and the soldiers seemed to be so hungry that they had no appetite. But there's an exception to everything - Sun Er Hao's eating was "truly fragrant!"

  Chen Yang, however, stopped eating after he was only 80% full and put down his chopsticks. He knew very well that eating too much would make him feel tired and slow down his reaction speed, but tonight he had to "take revenge!"

  But his enemy seemed to feel nothing wrong, still slowly savoring the food, with an expression that looked very enjoyable, as if he was chewing on a delicious delicacy. Chen Yang couldn't help but sneer in his heart: "Eat what I ate and spit it out for me, hit what I hit and let me hit back."