The Fifth Set: Martial Arts Five, Pre-Battle Practice

  The van followed Zhan Biao's directions, driving along the desolate small road to a small river. Zhan Biao got out of the car and walked back and forth along the riverbank: "Dai Yu, where did that wooden bridge go?"

  Secretary Jiao and County Magistrate Zhen said: "We've never had the impression that there's a wooden bridge here. Because not far from here is a highway bridge, this small road has been closed for a long time."

  Dai Yu suddenly said, "That's right, it was the night before I officially started learning martial arts on this small bridge. Right, Biao Ge, your Biao Fist Seven Linked Rings is because of me, isn't it?"

  Zhan Biao looked carefully at the riverbank and said in a low voice, "If we find the bridge, we can find the heavy machine gun bunker, and then we can find the pit where the tank is buried... Da Yuan, I've told you many times, don't call it 'Biao Fist', that's called Anti-Japanese Seven-Linked Ring. The six roads behind are compiled by Cao Yu and everyone."

  County Magistrate said: "Brother Biao, in our area many people learn the Seven-Link Boxing, a total of seven routes, each route with seven moves. 49 forms in all. It was passed down by you back then."

  Zhan Biao's heart skipped a beat when he heard that nine disabled veterans had come to see him. He immediately asked Peng Xuefei to take them to meet him. As soon as they entered the farmhouse, Zhan Biao was punched nine times in a row. Zhan Biao burst out laughing: "Nie Pai Zhang, I knew it was you guys!" It turned out that Nie Pai Zhang had gathered these wounded comrades-in-arms. They were a total of one platoon leader, two squad leaders and six soldiers. Among the six soldiers, two were even from Zhan Biao's original squad.

  Nie Pai Chang said with embarrassment: "Heh, Squad Leader, don't laugh at me. I was scolded by my wife when I got home. She said that all the fellow villagers who were repairing the cannon tower together had joined the army to fight against the devils, and how come you, an old soldier, are still staying at home? So I came out again, found eight comrades from nearby villages, and they all came to join the army for you." The nine fellow soldiers of the same company nodded honestly to Nie Pai Chang.

  Zhang Biao's face lit up with joy: "Great, great, you're all old hands at handling machine guns. Everyone must help me out." The addition of the nine National Army veterans will greatly enhance the combat effectiveness of the anti-Japanese squad. Especially Nie, the platoon leader, is a seasoned veteran, a straightforward and chivalrous person who dares to speak out, take action, and resist superiors, making him an invaluable instructor.

  Nie Pai Chang pulled La Zhan Biao down to sit: "However, Zhan Biao, we have a condition, you must agree to it."

  Looking at Zhang Biao's puzzled expression, Nie Pai Chang said seriously: "You see, we are all injured in the leg and cannot run now. We don't want to be a burden on the anti-Japanese guerrilla team, so we don't want to separate and let others take care of us. The nine of us will form a crippled class, I'll be the leader, and we'll take care of ourselves. This way you can also assign tasks according to our leg injuries. That's the condition."

  Zhan Biao looked at everyone with emotion, and Peng Xuefei on the side was also very moved. Zhan Biao nodded and said: "Alright. Your class is the 9th class of the National Army's Anti-Japanese Guerrilla Brigade. Nie will be the class leader, and Liu Li and Jia Lin will be the deputy class leaders." The nine people all stood up to attention. Zhan Biao hurriedly pressed them down: "From now on, you can dispense with this formal greeting." At this time, San De, Cheng Yi, Liu Yang, Er Zhu Zi, and Zheng Wen all rushed over upon hearing the news, and the comrades were exceptionally warm as they had not seen each other for over a year.

  Later, Nie's lame machine gun squad really made a name for itself and was soon expanded into a machine gun company by Zhang Biao, with Nie still as its commander... In the National Army's anti-Japanese guerrilla unit, there was also a lame captain who operated heavy machine guns and was widely known in the area. This lame captain was also jokingly referred to as "Eggplant Captain" by Xiaobao and Xiaoyu, but that's another story.

  Zhan Biao and Peng Xuefei discussed the plan for breaking out of the siege on the second day, which should be today, and then urged everyone to hurry up and rest for a few hours to recover their strength.

  Zhan Biao and his seven fellow disciples, as well as Si De, lived in a farmhouse. Zhan Biao first had everyone use white wine to rub their bodies, although they had won the fight, but each person's body was also covered with bruises, needing to use the power of wine to dispel blood stasis and relieve muscle tension. Zhan Biao gave his fellow disciples another massage, truly treating them like a father or elder brother. Watching with envy, Da Yu crouched on the kang and whispered to Zhan Biao: "Brother Biao, today I really lost face in front of everyone... In the future, you must teach me martial arts, otherwise this old eighth will not be able to hold his head up in front of Zhang Jie."

  Just now when competing with the enemy, Dà Yuē always ended up losing, it should be said that he was holding everyone back, but no one blamed him. When Dà Yuē himself spoke out, everyone started teasing him. èr Zhùzi, who was next to Dà Yuē, hit Dà Yuē's arm and said: "Your arms and legs are even stronger than mine, they can really withstand a beating." Sān Dé chuckled and said: "Dà Yuē, tomorrow let Sì Dé follow you, you two can be each other's bodyguards." When Sān Dé mentioned its name, Sì Dé responded with a snort from under the bed, its tail wagging loudly on the ground.

  Everyone laughed and teased, Da Yu's face turned red with a thick neck, saying: "If you think I'm useless, hurry up and teach me some skills. Hmph, don't look at you guys who have been practicing since childhood, I can catch up with you in just a few days." Zhan Biao stopped everyone's joking: "Lao Ba is the newcomer, from now on you all have to pass on something to him, pass on some real goods. Da Yu isn't stupid, once he learns our key points, he'll be more formidable than us. Let's get some rest soon, we still have a big battle tomorrow." Everyone responded and went to sleep with their heads wrapped up.

  Zhan Biao closed his eyes, but he couldn't sleep. His mind flashed with the empty-handed and combined techniques of the Japanese special forces, thinking about how to break them more effectively. In his mind, Cao Yu's poking foot fanzi technique repeatedly appeared, savoring the subtlety of the northern leg's excellence. After some thought, he suddenly had an epiphany, and without explanation, he woke up Da Yun and pulled him to the ground: "First, quickly master a set of fighting techniques, no matter what kind of Japanese martial arts, just use this technique." It turned out that Zhan Biao had suddenly thought that if he could combine the advantages of Yue-style scattered hands and poking foot fanzi, it would be an even more powerful fist and foot. Then, a combination appeared in his mind, very suitable for Da Yun's rough arms and hard legs to use.

  Occupying the edge, grinding and demonstrating, a total of seven hands were compiled. The first six moves are powerful hacking, hooking, back hammering, turning elbow, collapsing fist, and chopping palm in the Yue family's scattered hand. The last move is to lift the foot and straight poke. These seven moves are completed in one breath, each move is fierce, and once launched, the seven moves are completed instantly.

  The last move of poking legs changed the way southern boxing uses legs, which are mostly swings, sweeps, kicks and kicks. This move is the poking method used by Cao Yu to poke down Sugimoto three times, making Zhang Piao understand the key.

  Dai Yu was like a starving and thirsty man, practicing every move and style intensively, wishing he could reach the level of actual combat in one go. The previous martial arts battle made him feel too incompetent, so this time he was determined to learn a few more moves at all costs. Si De watched from the side, criticizing Dai Yu's movements and shouting out his dissatisfaction whenever Dai Yu didn't perform well.

  Cheng Yi and others also got up to stand on the kang, comparing and measuring. San De sucked his mouth and said: "These seven moves are too practical, no fancy tricks, a devil can take one move and drink a pot." Liu Yang said while drawing: "Biao Ge, this is your own created boxing method, called Biao Quan Seven Linked Rings."

  Zhan Biao shook his head and said, "Don't, or people will think it's a fight between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party. We can call it 'Anti-Japanese Seven-Linked Rings'!"

  Da Yu made a few trips and it was already quite impressive, although he lacked basic skills, which greatly reduced the power of the seven consecutive rings. But compared to his previous wild swings with his arm when facing the enemy, it was like heaven and earth. Especially the last poke had a lot of momentum, venting all the frustration he had suffered today. Da Yu was overjoyed in his heart and laughed: "Tomorrow I'll find a ghost to try it out and see if my last-minute Buddha's foot is useful."