Chapter 235 If you don't make a plan, you will have another

Just as a snowstorm in Siberia gradually dissipated and the sun shone on the earth again, it was still in the secret base of Xishan in the capital of China. The old man in the middle of the middle general was quietly listening to the report from the thunder in front of him.

At the same time, the huge LCD screen on the wall, in the transmitted picture, a big blonde white man, dancing and saying something loudly, was the Russian Federal Security Service, the agent leader Okinets, who had just been forced away by Wang Chan and Su Hanshan.

Thunder, dressed in a colonel's military uniform, stood straight in front of the old man. For a while, he looked at the LCD screen and translated Okynec's words on the spot, and for a while, he reported awe-inspiringly according to the folder in his hand. Since the death of Yue Po, there has been a lot of noise within the National Security Bureau. I don't know how many forces have been plotting secretly, staring at the position that Yue Po has just been vacated. Thunder was originally a military master seconded to Guoan. At this time, he returned to his place of origin and put on his military uniform. It was obvious that he didn't want to go through the muddy water.

Moreover, his old man, the old man in front of him, is not a general in the domestic army. In the 1970s and 1980s, the special operations team under his personal command broke through the layers of defense of the Vietnamese army several times, and unconsciously penetrated into the hinterland of the Vietnamese border. The jungle rainforest assassinated and beheaded the senior leaders of the Vietnamese army, and made brilliant achievements.

The name of "Thunder Madman" is a "pain" that can never be erased in the hearts of the senior leaders of the enemy who have participated in the Vietnam War. Since then, at the end of the Vietnam War, the first domestic rapid response special force at home and abroad has also come from his hands.

Up to now, decades have passed, and even many of the group soldiers he led in those years have become major generals.

His men can be said to flash the stars!!

"The Lin family spent a lot of energy to invite several masters, Yu Xuanji, Bai Su, Jinzhu Dabao Lama, and Marcus, the special instructor of the American Delta Force, all died. Even Wei Changjiang, Zhou Yinqiao, and Song Jie, Wang Chan, did not let go, and killed them all. The Russian Security Agency has officially sent the news. This person is Oskinets, Russia's head of affairs to China. When he was young, he was a member of the KGB Red Guard. He participated in the Afghan war in his personal capacity. He was a tough man. Unfortunately, this time he met Wang Chan and seemed to be beaten. The blow is not light. However, the Russians have always been strong and deeply influenced by the personal charm of their prime minister. After this, I'm afraid they will make a big fight..."

Thunder frowned: "And Wang Chan is also a guy who doesn't know how to turn back. He is not afraid of sniping. If he really wants to make trouble with him, I'm afraid that even if they mobilize the army, he won't get any effect. In addition, the Lin family wants to talk to us now, or not?

"What can they talk about? It's not the old three! As soon as I came to the stage, I couldn't help reaching out to the army, for people and power. Now that I can't achieve my expected goal, I remember to have a good talk with us. What did I do? After all, Wang Chan is also the care ordered by Mr. Zhang. If he dies, I don't know how many years it will take for such a person to appear again.

The only major general in the room was speaking, staring at O'Jnec on the big screen, smoking a mouthful of cigarettes, and speaking in a military style and neat.

"Wang Chan is a character, but he is just an individual. Individuals do not obey the whole. The greater the ability, the greater the harm to social instability. It is not as useful as those high-tech talents engaged in aerospace engineering and missile design. Moreover, he went too much this time. He killed Wei Changjiang and Zhou Yinqiao. The news came back to China. It must be another [***], which was more difficult than the last time when Yue Po was killed. Now our matter is at a critical juncture, and we are also indecisive and careless, so let nature take its course about Wang Chan! Whether it's death or life depends on his own ability.

"If the Lin family wants to talk, we will talk about it. The minimum attitude is still necessary, otherwise it is not conducive to stability and unity. Don't spread the news about this matter. Immediately order the Director of the Military Information Department in Siberia to return to China to report on the work and reassign the task. As for Okynec's proposal for a joint military exercise between China and Russia in Western Siberia, I will personally report it to the Military Commission. There is also a notice to the Japanese and South Korean military officers in China, saying that this Wang Chan is extremely vicious, and our military is also chasing him. If they are not satisfied, they can discuss with Russia and send someone to Siberia to arrest him in person. If there is a similar protest, they will ignore it.

Lei Heng, a hawk leader in the army, nicknamed "Thunder Madman", was still cold and did not have any emotional fluctuations. After listening to some relevant reports of Thunder, he immediately mechanically spit out a series of orders and resolutions from his mouth.

"Thunder, sort out the information in your hand again and immediately write it into a detailed internal reference information, together with all the previous investigation results, and summarize Wang Chan's affairs. The sooner the better."

"Also, order the people of the military information department to pay close attention to all the movements in Beijing, including the personnel transfer of various ** units, network transmission, and take over the use of the No. 7 military satellite in the name of actual combat exercises."

Thunder hesitated for a moment, "In this way, I'm afraid that the Lin family will try their best to promote the military exercise. Wang Chan can..., the eldest sister's side..."

"A person should always obey the whole, which is her own private matter. She can't blame others for what kind of result she can have. My Lei Heng's daughter can't even figure this out.

Lei Heng is a real iron-blooded soldier. He has been in a high position for so many years. The unique coldness of soldiers in his bones has not been alleviated at all, but the older he is, the more shocking he is. Speaking of words, there is no emotional color in the tone, just purely mechanically talking about the matter.

"In that case, shall we contact the other side at the end and make a reminder..."

"We will wait until the matter is settled. With Xu Changchun there, the Lin family dares not go too long! Let the Lin family toss around first. All right, you should act separately and act according to the original plan.

At the end of a secret conversation between the Lei family and his son about Wang Chan in the capital of China, in a gray and inconspicuous building in Novosibirsk, two middle-aged people in typical Taoist clothes and black belts knelt on the floor, pointing at more than a dozen tall and toned Russians in front of them. Young men and women fight against the other.

These young men and women are obviously really good fighters. They are fierce, simple and direct. They are aimed at the weakest joints and blood of their opponents. Their movements are flexible and full of energy.

This building looks even a little dilapidated. It has its own universe inside, and there is even such a large training ground under the building, which is obviously not an ordinary place.

The ground of this training ground is covered with the best rubber floor from the inside to the outside. Take off your shoes and step on it. There is a special tough texture with great friction, which is most suitable for long-term and large-dose sports training activities.

As for the two middle-aged people kneeling on the edge of the venue, one is Okinez, and the other is a yellow-skinned and black-eyed Asian.

Wearing a white Taoist suit, wearing a black belt around the waist, and kneeling barefoot, this was originally a very similar habit in the martial arts circles of the two countries. However, later, after the martial arts of these two countries were rapidly spread around the world as a business model, this habit was spread all over the world as a cultural form.

"Mr. Sato, you are a master of Japanese practical karate. Please give me some advice." Okinez gently bent over the Asian man beside him, and his strong muscles tightened the Taoist clothes outside.

This Asian man is thin, only about 1.7 meters, at least three or four times smaller than Okynec, and his body size is too disproportionate.

But after this person heard what Okynec said, as soon as he stood up, his whole body immediately changed his breath, as if a lion had just woken up, and his whole body was full of dangerous temperament.

"You all stop. The actual combat techniques of karate are not used like this. Stop, stop. You hit too hard. It's all clumsy, and no one can play hard. Let me show you."

The name Sato said that I walked step by step to the center of the venue, stood back and forth, facing a sandbag hanging from the beam, standing palm like a knife, and gently compared the action of poking people with a hand knife in karate. "Fighting is the most in line with the mechanics of human structure. According to an individual's height and physique, Everyone's development will be very different in terms of muscle and reaction speed. Only by finding the most suitable feeling in a long period of exercise can the killing technology reach the strongest peak state. In Chinese martial arts, the stronger the strength, the better. Every move should be left to deal with the changes of the enemy. The more skilled you are, the more skillful you are when fighting with your personality... You will never waste a trace of extra physical strength...

This person is obviously also proficient in Russian. He drew movements in his hand and did not need others to translate. He spoke clearly in Russian word by word.

Unfortunately, his words were obviously not recognized by the federal agents under Oskinets, and many young people present disdained his statement.

These people are originally elite agents of the Russian Federal Security Service, and they have all experienced special training. Although they are now practicing some moves in karate in front of Sato himself, in fact, their fighting skills are more from the traditional Russian national martial arts "Sambo".

And "Sambo", a free-handed fighting skill that has been circulating in Russia for hundreds of years, is translated as "weapon-less self-defense", which largely draws on Mongolian wrestling kung fu, and the most important thing is the individual's physique and strength. By the beginning of the last century, Sambo began to be widely introduced into the armies and secret service organizations of the former Soviet Union, which were mixed with many efficient and deadly extreme fighting tricks. Fighting with people is often one move to defeat the enemy, which is one of the most fierce close combat skills in the world.

Russia's special anti-terrorism forces are world-famous because they have a lot to do with this kind of fighting skills.

Because of the severe cold, Russians are generally physically strong. They are often referred to as "polar bears" when referring to their physical strength. But now Sato points out their martial arts skills, but he completely denies their training results as soon as he comes up. No wonder a large group of people are going to roll their eyes at him.

One of the young people with muscles all over his body and an inverted triangle in the upper body was in a state of an inverted triangle. He said rudely and directly at him, "Mr. Sato? Are you sure what you just said is not wrong? I think the reason for this problem is entirely because there is an essential difference between the races between our two countries. Because you yellow people are born short and flexible and unable to fight against powerful enemies, you have to evolve so many skills in the long history to make up for the shortcomings. But we Russians are a combination of power and beauty. The cold in Siberia has forged our strong surname and strong physique, so I don't think we need to learn the skills in your karate at all. Moreover, you and China have said too much and done too little. Fighting is about strength and speed, but no one cares whether what you say is good or bad!"

After saying this in one breath, a large group of agents around the venue laughed.

It turns out that what Sato just said is completely opposite to what the instructor said when these young people were training. One focuses on skills and the other focuses on strength. These Russian agents are the most outstanding group of people under Okinets. None of them have rich practical experience in fighting, so as soon as Sato pointed them on the scene, they all caused dissatisfaction.

There is no doubt that Japanese martial arts, karate, aikido, judo and kendo are the most popular self-defense skills in the world today, but Russia's extreme combat Sambo is also one of the most practical, fierce and cruel fighting skills in the world. When the two meet together, it is impossible not to compare with each other.

Just as Chinese boxers look down on Japanese and Korean karate and taekwondo, Russians also do not agree with Japanese martial arts and boxing.

"You young people know how to deny everything, but you don't understand how important it is to listen to the experience of an elder." Sato shook his head and sighed, "No matter which country's martial arts, they were created only for one purpose at the beginning, that is, to kill all the living forces of the enemy to the maximum extent. Your Sangbo is like this, and so is our karate, which is often born after several generations of war, and one of the most practical fighting skills, skills and strength are inseparable factors. The strength of the bison is great, but it is always eaten by the lion. The power of the rabbit is small, but it can kick down the eagle. There is no certain formula for the conversion between strength and weakness in boxing. Take the handknife you just practiced as an example. With the same blow, you can only touch this sandbag with all your strength, but I can completely destroy it with the least strength.

When Sato spoke, he couldn't see a trace of expression on his face, but every move reflected his good manners. When his voice just fell, Sato said "ha", his calf took a step forward, and raised a handknife, tearing the air, as fast as a fluke. The shadow, in the short space of a few inches, cut diagonally on the sandbag in front of him.

A moment later, the stab sounded like a crack. Sato slowly withdrew his palm, exhaled a breath, and then looked at the sandbag of more than a hundred kilograms. Unexpectedly, he was cut by the symmetrical side of his hand without moving on the ground. The sandbag, which was usually easily stabbed with a knife, suddenly cracked. A foot long opening.

The iron sand inside fell on the floor like water. In the cuffing sound, the training ground suddenly calmed down.

The daily training equipment of the Federal Security Agency is specially processed and customized. A sandbag weighing 135 catties has at least five layers of tough leather that has been soaked and tanned for a long time from the inside to the outside. In the middle, it is also woven into a mesh with steel wire, and finally it can be shaped at high temperature, although it is not as good as the material of military bulletproof vests. But it is also enough to withstand the severe impact of more than 1,500 pounds per unit area. At least so far, Oskinets, a secret training base, has not been replaced since it was built.

But such a kind of sandbag was actually cracked by Sato, a light hand knife.

It's incredible!!

In fact, seriously speaking, the Japanese martial arts were really famous all over the world and popular in the world. After the Japanese invasion of China, a large number of boxing secrets were searched in China and filled into their own martial arts.

Especially the Songtao Hall, which has several major schools of karate, has learned a lot from the essence of Chinese boxing since modern times, and even did not hesitate to change its name and go to China to worship under the famous boxing master at that time, learning gossip palm, Xingyi boxing and other in-house boxing.

And this is also the inevitable result of today's society after it has developed to a certain extent. In ancient society, the tradition of teachers and apprentices without the tradition of aliens has long become an empty word.

So, Sato's hand knife seems to be no different from the karate practiced by Russian agents, but in fact, his knife contains the "stab strength" in the gossip palm. The authentic Liang's gossip hand knife is just that he has profound skills. The people present have not practiced Chinese kung fu. Everyone can see it. It just won't come out.

However, it is no wonder that they are ignorant.

Even the real practitioners in China, who have practiced gossip boxing all their lives, as long as they are not the real core descendants of the gossip palm, have practiced the kung fu of refining and nourishing the gossip palm, at first glance, they can't see the mystery of his knife.

"Mr. Okinez, if your men are all at this level, I'm afraid that this action against the Chinese will completely fail." Sato looked at the young agents present, said faintly, and shook his head.

"Mr. Sato, my men don't need professional martial artists. They are well-trained warriors and agents, and they know a lot about killing in addition to martial arts. In today's world, it is not an individual-led, exquisite teamwork, high-tech and energy-efficient combat. It's not very appropriate for you to pick on my men with the eyes of a martial artist.

Okinets seems to be very disapprove of Sato's worries.

"That's a good point, and I agree with you." Sato knelt down again, straightened his body, took a cup of black tea beside him, took a slow sip, then closed his eyes, put the cup under his nose, and took a deep breath, looking very enjoyable.

In today's world, the development of science and technology is changing with each passing day, and even the means of killing people are endless. Therefore, the fact that boxing and martial arts are powerful does not mean that killing is powerful, which is indeed the same truth to some extent. But if boxing martial arts are practiced to a superior level, it is not suitable. Not to mention Wang Chan, dragon Taoist and Xu Changchun, a fierce man like Xu Changchun, even Su Hanshan, a person who has no magical power in boxing, is no longer what ordinary guns can deal with.

"Mr. Sato, when I was young, I also lived in Japan for two years. I have long heard that the martial arts style of your country is strong, which is the same as Chinese martial arts. There has never been a shortage of great military terrainers since all dynasties. I don't know if this time your Sato family cooperated with us in the name of Japanese ax, whether there are one or two people who can cooperate with us. Is that Wang Chan's master?

Okinets opened his mouth to ask again. Although he did not know Chinese martial arts, he witnessed the horror of Wang Chan close at hand. He knew that with his own ability, even if he did it again, he could never help Wang Zen. It has been proved that a conventional automatic submachine pistol can't deal with that demon-like man.

If you want to deal with Wang Chan, you have to be a master of the same level.

Otherwise, a large number of troops will be dispatched to use unconventional weapons.

"Wang Chan is a very terrible person. Although I have never played with him, it can be seen from the information that his boxing and martial arts have reached a level that makes me look up to it. And such a person, from ancient times to the present, has never appeared in the country. In the past, not in the present, there may not be in the future... Sato pondered for a long time before he said a word from his mouth.

"That's really a pity. After all, we still want to deal with him or send out the army. God knows where he will be now!" Okinets snorted and couldn't help touching his neck again. It used to be the place where Wang Chan was caught, and it seemed that he was still in a dull pain.

"What a damn Chinese!!"

(to be continued)