My military function points

Chapter 4 This kid has obsessive-compulsive disorder!
Chen Rong was surprised to hear the name of Black Dragon's Eighteen Hands.

He had heard Liu Chuan mention before that many years ago, the Eighteen Black Dragon Hands were like the current enemy-capturing fists, and every new recruit had to learn them.

Until one day, a soldier went home to visit his relatives and encountered local evil forces committing crimes in the street. He immediately stepped forward and fought against fourteen of them alone.

The other side suffered 11 deaths and 3 injuries!
This incident had a huge impact at the time, and it was later revealed that the moves used by the warrior at the time were the Eighteen Moves of the Black Dragon.

Soon, this set of boxing skills disappeared from the military recruitment textbooks.

However, Liu Chuan said that this news was just a legend and it was not certain whether it was true or not. He speculated that the reason why the Eighteen Hands of Black Dragon was banned was because it was too difficult to practice.

Thinking of this, Chen Rong once again looked at Ma Shouliang who was boxing slowly. He saw that his opponent's movements seemed random, but each move was very smooth.

"Why, do you want to learn?" Ma Shouliang asked with a smile when he saw Chen Rong not even eating and just watching him practice boxing.

"Squad leader, isn't the Black Dragon's Eighteen Moves banned?"

"That's just to prevent large-scale learning. Who can do anything to you if you learn privately?"

"Really? Then squad leader, can you teach me?" Chen Rong asked hurriedly.

Ma Shouliang looked Chen Rong up and down and said, "You can learn if you want, but wait until you have a solid foundation in your body. Otherwise, it will be useless even if you learn!"

At nine o'clock in the evening, Chen Rong started wearing a hat and a belt.

Ma Shouliang looked puzzled: "What are you doing?"

"Squad leader, it's time for roll call." Chen Rong said.

Ma Shouliang held his forehead with his hand and said, "There are only two of us in this base. Do we need to call the roll? If you feel sleepy, just wash up and go to bed. Don't worry about me."

"Yes!"

Chen Rong then realized that he was no longer in the recruit company and did not have to follow the schedule strictly. Besides, there was no schedule here.

Another half an hour passed, and seeing that Ma Shouliang had no intention of turning off the lights, Chen Rong climbed directly to the upper bunk and lay down, then called out the panel.

[Military rank: Private]

[Military Merit: None]

【Physical fitness: Index 12】

[Skill - Housekeeping: Index 22]

[Skill-Fighting: Index 11]

[Skill-Shooting: Index 11]

There are currently three ways to improve the index: one is to strengthen training, the second is the opportunity to merge indexes once a day, and the third is the free attribute points rewarded by the system.

Today, Chen Rong has experienced how exaggerated the feeling is after the index merger, and this is a merger based on the existing indexes.

“If each index reaches above 20, or even higher, what will the result be after the merger?”

Chen Rong couldn't even imagine how strong he would be at that time!

"If you want to maximize the effect of the combined index, you can't have any shortcomings, otherwise it will affect the upper limit of the combined index."

"All skill indexes must be improved together!" Chen Rong thought silently as he looked at the data on the panel.

Silent all night.

Just after six in the morning, Chen Rong opened his eyes and tiptoed out of bed, only to find that Ma Shouliang was also awake.

"Don't you want to sleep a little longer?" Ma Shouliang asked as he lit a cigarette.

Chen Rong shook his head: "Squad leader, I'm going to run exercises."

"The logistics team doesn't need to do morning exercises." Ma Shouliang reminded.

"There's nothing to do anyway, so I might as well exercise!" Chen Rong smiled and went out. The base is located deep in the mountains. It's early summer now, and the morning air smells like a mixture of grass, trees and dew, which makes people feel better unconsciously.

Chen Rong first ran 3000 meters on the playground, and after sweating profusely, he began to stretch his legs and ligaments next to the parallel bars. He had already made up his mind last night that from today on, he would not only strengthen his physical training, but also his fighting skills. As for shooting, he would have to find an opportunity later.

After fully stretching his body, Chen Rong assumed a fighting stance and began practicing basic punches and kicks.

The recruits only learned three punches and four kicks as well as a few simple footwork. The three punches were straight punches, swinging punches and hook punches, and the four kicks were side kicks, side kicks, front kicks and spring kicks.

"Crack! Crack! Hey!"

Chen Rong punched the air and made sounds with his mouth.

"Your body is too stiff, and your posture is a little deformed! Didn't Liu Chuan teach you how to exert force?" Ma Shouliang asked, having stood on the steps above his head at some point.

Chen Rong stopped and scratched his head: "Squad Leader Liu Chuan taught me to use my waist to generate power, but I just can't find the feeling."

In fact, after his fighting index increased from 9 to 11, Chen Rong already felt that his fighting skills were much stronger than before. He did not expect that he was still useless in Ma Shouliang's eyes.

Boom!
Ma Shouliang jumped down from the two-meter-high steps, came to Chen Rong, stretched out his palm and stood up: "Come on, hit me."

Chen Rong knew that the squad leader was going to instruct him, so he didn't hesitate and got into a fighting stance. Bang! A straight backhand punch hit Ma Shouliang's palm.

"Don't let your center of gravity follow your punch. Keep it steady! Come on!"

Snapped!
"Relax your body, clench your fist the moment you hit the target, and try again!"

Snapped!
"Push off the ground and turn your body. Let your feet drive your waist, and your waist drive your fists. Carefully experience the process of power transfer!"

After more than ten minutes, Chen Rong finally found the correct way to exert force.

"Well, that's it. Remember this feeling!" Ma Shouliang nodded and continued:

"To practice fighting, it's useless to just hit the air. You need to fight with real combat. But you are still in the stage of laying the foundation, so don't rush. I have a sandbag under my bed. You can hang it on the horizontal bar and practice every day."

"Thank you monitor!"

Ma Shouliang waved his hand: "Okay, it's almost time, go back and wash up and prepare for dinner."

"Yes!"

The two walked towards the dormitory. Chen Rong summoned the panel on the way and found that the physical fitness index remained unchanged, but.
[Skill-Fighting: Index 12]

Chen Rong was a little surprised. He felt that Ma Shouliang was just giving him a few pointers, but he didn't expect that it would directly increase his fighting index a little!
The squad leader is definitely a master of fighting!

After returning to the dormitory, before Ma Shouliang could say anything, Chen Rong quickly folded Ma Shouliang's quilt neatly and cleaned the room quickly.

Seeing that he couldn't help, Ma Shouliang simply went to the dog team and took back the breakfast of both men.

"Squad leader, what should I do today?" Chen Rong asked after breakfast. When he was in the recruit company before, he didn't need to ask at all, he just followed the schedule.

Ma Shouliang thought for a moment and said, "Well, you can walk around the base today and clean up any dirty or messy places. If there are any broken training facilities, fix them if you can, and write down any that cannot be fixed."

"Yes!"

After Chen Rong cleaned up the dishes, he went out carrying the cleaning tools and did not show up again for the entire morning.

At first, Ma Shouliang didn't care much, and Chen Rong helped him get his food back at noon. But he only met Chen Rong once at noon.

Seeing that dinner time was approaching and Chen Rong had not returned yet, Ma Shouliang became a little uneasy and got up and went to the training ground.

There is no athletic field, no equipment field, no basketball court, no obstacle course or climbing training ground.
and many more!

Something is wrong!
Standing on the steps, Ma Shouliang shifted his gaze from the climbing training ground in the distance back to the equipment field under his feet. The sand field with dozens of parallel bars was indeed empty, and he just glanced at it.

But when he looked more closely at this time, Ma Shouliang realized why he felt something was wrong.

The sandy ground that was originally full of potholes and footprints was now flat. The four sides of each small piece of sand were trimmed into a straight line, just like a piece of tofu!
"Fuck! This kid has obsessive compulsive disorder!"

(End of this chapter)