On the first day, Uncle Guo taught the theory of close combat and also demonstrated it based on reality. Wu Fei didn't know how Brother Gen and Brother Shan learned and understood it. Anyway, he greedily absorbed this knowledge.

In order to understand in detail which joints and parts of a person's body will experience unintentional conditioned reflexes, he will suddenly reach out to poke Xiaole's eyes, and will suddenly attack Xiaotong's hands, elbows, and feet. When they will cause trouble and prevent Wu Fei from touching him, he made a small wooden hammer and knocked the hammer hammer everywhere on his body.

At the same time, the training was not lost. He, Ge Gen, Brother Shan and others almost stepped on the empty space that was originally covered with green grass and did not grow any grass.

From the beginning, I couldn't control Ge Ge and Shan Ge, and were fooled by them. I was able to attack and defend each other slowly. Later, I won more than lose, and the two of them could not beat him even now. Of course, this was Gen and Shan Ge's mercy. Thinking that he had recovered from his serious injury, his health was far from the best state, and he did not dare to use great strength and was related to using heavy hands. However, Wu Fei was confident that in the case of a one-on-one challenge, Gen and Shan Ge were no longer his opponent.

Wu Fei is a very smart and studious person with strong mastery ability. He completely inherited the fierce and vicious style of Uncle Guo's actions. Later, Brother Gen and Brother Shan were unwilling to practice with him because he would make his nose and face swollen every time, and his body was also blue and purple.

When practicing close-up fighting skills, Wu Fei did not waste his gun skills. At the same time, Uncle Guo also taught him how to use a dagger and seize the blade with empty hands.

Uncle Guo had a dagger around his waist, which was carried close to his body like a treasure, but he never saw him put it in the house. The scabbard was pitch black and looked like cowhide. Because of the long time, it was no longer visible to be made of cowhide. Wu Fei had only seen Uncle Guo use this dagger once and was always very curious about him. But when he was teaching him to use a dagger, Uncle Guo actually regarded this knife that he regarded as a treasure as a weapon to practice.

The knife is indeed a good knife. The back of the knife is dark, the blade and blade are bright, and the blade is also very sharp. Wu Fei accidentally cut the skin of the dagger. What was surprised was that the dagger was not stained with blood.

He asked about the material of Uncle Guo’s dagger and the name of the dagger, but Uncle Guo didn’t say anything, just asked Wu Fei to practice with this dagger as always.

In a blink of an eye, more than half a month passed, and Erma Mountain became hotter day by day. Although it was not yet the real dog days, the sun at noon was already very vicious. Every time at this time, people would choose to go back to the house or cat to the shade somewhere, but Wu Fei, who was like a possessive, trained alone against the sun.

Xiaole saw Wu Fei's efforts and felt sorry for her. She and Xiaole have stopped training recently. The reason is very simple and wonderful. That is, the thin clothes in summer cannot cover their figure no matter what. Moreover, in such hot weather, it is impossible to cover their hats every day. Wu Fei didn't realize these details at all, and he used all his thoughts to train.

However, Wu Fei still felt one thing, that is, his body gradually became stronger. Although he had suffered heavy injuries, he could clearly feel that his current condition is better than ever. Thanks to Xiaole and Xiaotong's small stove, he also helped Ermashan, a bandit nest, without shortage of supplies. Wu Fei, who was extremely thin when he first came, not only grew taller, but also had a lot of burly figure. His dark skin and strong muscles made him no longer a thin and weak boy, but a young man who was comparable to Ge Geshan.

During the more than two months of Wu Fei's sudden training, the mountain was as calm as ever. Xiaole and Gen Ge's 800-ocean flowers were worth it. The Japanese had never come to cause trouble and even sent supplies to the mountain twice. Although it was pitiful, there was always better than nothing.

Dachun and Nengzhu from Baishishan have never come again after borrowing food. Wu Fei would often listen to Xiaotong at the dinner table that they were doing very badly. The Japanese blockade was too strict and there was little food and salt. Even if Captain Wu didn't take the veterans away, he would probably not be much better, let alone the people who followed them now were mostly recruits, young and old.

Xiaotong also mentioned at the dinner table that Dachun and the others had tried to attack the Japanese watchtower, but the ending was not good, and more than a dozen brothers were killed or injured. The Baishishan guerrillas, who were in the reconstruction process, could not bear such losses. Since then, they have never heard of any incidents of attacking the watchtower.

Wu Fei could only learn about the things outside the mountain through this method. He didn't have much interaction with Dachun and the Baishishan guerrillas. Apart from regretting the failure of attacking the watchtower for them, he didn't feel much touched. He just felt in his heart: One day, I will take a mother watchtower.

Calm days always pass quickly. Wu Fei thought that such days would continue, but the arrival of the Sanzhu family broke all this.

The third leader Liu Yunbiao may be the only guy in Ermashan who can eat in the cabin for free. It’s okay to eat and drink, but after drinking a few drops of "horse pee", he cried and made a fuss here.

"Master Guo, I'm really frustrated, I'm frustrated!" Imagine a burly guy holding another man's arm and crying with tears and nose. What a ridiculous and creepy scene, but Wu Fei and Xiaole didn't think of him like this. This third leader seemed to be a rough man, but in fact he was extremely kind-hearted. The iron man was talking about him tenderly.

"Three, what's wrong? Did you encounter something unpleasant?" Uncle Guo comforted him as if he was coaxing a child.

"Master Guo, what do we brothers do when we stay in Ermashan? Are we eating and drinking like we are now? We flatter the Japanese and sniffing their lives?" The third leader said this and he was holding a wine bowl and pouring wine into his stomach, without noticing a sticky and transparent snot hanging on his nostrils.

"Third brother, why are you excited? Tell me about it." Uncle Guo didn't remind him, but just patted his shoulder lightly, trying to enlighten him.

"Master Guo, I, Liu Yunbiao, is a soldier who fights the Japanese. I am not the kind of coward who is willing to survive and live under the Japanese crotch. Do you know? The Japanese watchtower in front of Yangzhuang, the closest to us, has harmed many villagers. When I entered the city today, I witnessed that the Japanese guards raised by the bastard pulled several women from the checkpoint, including a daughter of thirteen or fourteen years old." Speaking of this, the third leader poured himself a bowl of wine, raised his head and killed it. "At such a distance, I could hear the crying sounds coming from the watchtower! Master Guo, can you feel it? The desperate, heart-wrenching cry almost broke my heart. If Xiaoshan and the others had not grabbed it tightly, I would have wanted to rush in and kill the Japanese guards raised by the bastard."
Chapter completed!