168: Chapter 167: A Complete Victory 168: Chapter 167: A Complete Victory Gao Yang was tense throughout the entire afternoon, as his students were about to face a critical assessment.
Gao Yang was even more nervous than his students, not because it was about his own reputation, but after forming a bond with them, he really wanted his students to win.
Gao didn’t want to see the new recruits, who were so eager to join the special forces, looking disappointed.
At two o’clock in the afternoon, Gao Yang entered a training room accompanied by Lieutenant M.
This training room had always been used by Li Jinfang and his top students, but now it was being used to test Gao’s students.
By the time Gao entered, Jinfang and his top students were already inside, lined up against the wall, and General Wolfgang, who had not shown his face for a month, also appeared.
He was sitting in a chair, talking with four other officers.
Upon seeing Gao enter, Wolfgang ended the conversation and pointed to an empty chair with a smile, “Take a seat, and by the way, let me introduce you to the instructor of the other group of students.
Now let’s see which one of you two has conducted more effective training.”
Gao and the lieutenant sitting next to him glanced at each other and saw hostility in each other’s eyes.
There was no helping it; their students were about to compete, and as instructors, their relationship was naturally that of competitors, not friends.
After Gao sat down, Jinfang squeezed his eyes at him, giving him a reassuring look.
Although Jinfang was not one of the members of the judging panel, he had the right to observe.
Gao’s students were also Jinfang’s indirect disciples, so naturally, Jinfang hoped that the team trained by Gao would win.
Once Gao was seated, Wolfgang called out loudly, “I will randomly select two members from each team as opponents.
When I call your number, please enter.
Let’s begin.
Red side number 15, blue side number 20.”
Gao’s student was from the red side.
After Wolfgang made two marks in his notebook, the randomly selected pair of students entered the training room, already clad in protective gear.
It was clear that their groin guards had been noticeably reinforced.
As the two students entered, they first saluted Wolfgang and the other officers, and then immediately took up fighting stances, ready to begin.
Gao’s student was highly proactive, showing eagerness to test himself from the moment he entered the training room.
As soon as Wolfgang gave the order, the student let out a loud shout and charged at his opponent, attacking with a punch in the same style as Gao’s.
The student from the blue side responded well.
He reached out his hands to catch the punch from Gao’s student and tried to use a joint lock to twist his caught wrist in the opposite direction.
What sort of proficiency could one expect from methodically learning combat techniques over the course of a month?
It’s certain that even a genius wouldn’t become an expert in such a short time.
But what if, for ten days of the month, one was beaten by the same move over and over, then for another ten days, while still taking a beating, focused solely on how to exert force and receive those same few blows, and then spent the last ten days repeating those moves over and over?
What would the result be?
The answer is, even if someone was as dim-witted as an arthropod, they would still be capable of developing a conditioned reflex.
Neither the student from the blue side nor Gao’s student was an expert, but Gao’s student wasn’t an arthropod either.
In fact, they were quite intelligent, able to extend the same move into countless variations.
After being tormented by the same move for a month, without the chance to get back at the tormentor, they were bursting to use a real opponent to vent their frustrations and to confirm that their suffering over the past month had been worth it.
However, given all these factors, the fate of the blue side’s student was predictable.
Just as he twisted his opponent’s wrist fiercely backwards but before he could inflict pain, he felt a severe agony in his groin, and his strength drained away as he collapsed to the ground, leaving no chance to even think about breaking his opponent’s arm.
After performing a mock kill on his incapacitated opponent, Gao’s student moved aside and saluted Wolfgang happily.
Gao, on the other hand, couldn’t help but jump up, yelling “Yes!” before realizing his behavior was somewhat inappropriate.
He quickly sat back down, but still gave his student a thumbs up.
The fight was over in less than two seconds.
Wolfgang’s expression didn’t reveal whether he was pleased or disappointed; he simply nodded and then called out, “Get the medics to take the injured student for an examination, and then call the next pair.”
The winning trainee flashed Gao Yang a grin before happily walking out of the training room.
Meanwhile, three people in white coats quickly entered and carried the unfortunate Blue team trainee out on a stretcher, clearing the space for the next pair of trainees to continue their sparring.
As each group came in, one inevitably was carried out; not everyone was clutching their groin as they left—some were knocked unconscious by Gao Yang’s students.
Because what Gao Yang had taught was not limited to the Lower Body Kick.
If the opponent protected their lower body well, they would target the head or the throat—vital areas of the upper body.
And if the upper body was well-defended, needless to say, the Lower Body Kick would be delivered with force to the lower body.
Even a kick to the leg could immediately end the fight.
Eventually, the doctors became overwhelmed, and Wolfgang simply ordered them to wait directly inside the training room.
As soon as someone fell, they were to be promptly carried out, saving the trouble of calling them over and over.
The doctors didn’t mind the hassle, but he sure did.
Gao Yang couldn’t bear to watch anymore, even though his students were achieving one victory after another.
The pitiful state of the trainees from the other group was somewhat disheartening.
Most importantly, the instructor sitting beside him had a face so dark it looked as though it could drip water.
Gao Yang feared that the instructor beside him would lose his patience and initiate an instructors’ duel—that would be troublesome.
While the matches between trainees were but half-baked contests, this instructor was a true master, someone who was extremely familiar with his routine, leaving Gao Yang with no room for surprise.
Thus, Gao Yang was confident that if he sparred with this instructor, he would definitely be the one getting thrashed.
The last match ended predictably with another poor kid clutching his groin as he fell.
There was nothing to be done; Wolfgang had strictly forbidden sharing any details about the assessment with the waiting trainees outside.
Thus, those waiting outside could only hear screams without knowing what was happening inside.
They didn’t even know who was winning since the students who finished the assessment exited through a different passage, regardless of whether they walked out or were carried out.
After the final match, Wolfgang stood up and walked over to Gao Yang.
Once Gao Yang hastily stood up as well, Wolfgang pondered for a moment before suddenly patting Gao Yang on the shoulder and said in a deep voice, “Congratulations, you have created a miracle in the history of this base: one instructor’s students have completely defeated another instructor’s.
Although this was only an experiment, I still want to congratulate you.”
Gao Yang’s smile was so wide it couldn’t be contained as he said loudly, “What can I say to this?
I can only say that my students are the best.
I apologize—I know it’s not fair to the other group of trainees, but I must say that I am proud of my students.”
Wolfgang patted Gao Yang on the shoulder again, then turned to the instructor sitting beside Gao Yang and said, “You seem unhappy, but I hope you understand the meaning of this assessment.”
The instructor replied with a stern face, “Report to the General, I understand the significance of this assessment.
In fact, I am pleased that we can add two effective moves to our combat technique.
However, I must speak fairly for my trainees.
They are good lads, and their failure should be attributed to me.
You can’t deny them the opportunity to join the special forces because of this single defeat.”
Wolfgang patted the officer on the shoulder and smiled, “Of course, they all have the chance to participate in the upcoming tests.
The victors of this assessment get to stay, but I simply wanted to intensify their desire for victory.”
After finishing, Wolfgang looked at the panel of judges lined up and asked, “What is your conclusion?”
An officer stepped forward, saluted, and declared loudly, “General, we unanimously believe that these two moves can be added as basic moves to our combat technique.
Additionally, four other moves can be improved, primarily in terms of generating force, which can serve as a major form of power output apart from joint locks and grappling techniques, especially as a way to deliver lethal strikes with bare hands.
In short, these are beneficial supplements to our combat skills.
We have already, with the help of Frog, compiled a set of improved combat techniques, ready to be tested within our base.”
Wolfgang nodded in satisfaction and smiled, “Very good, exactly the outcome I was hoping to see.
What about you then?
How was your interaction with Frog?”
Looking at Li Jinfang, the officer who had been speaking responded loudly, “Working with Frog has been very effective, but we believe that the skills taught by Frog are not necessarily better than our current combat technique when applied by ordinary soldiers due to the lengthy training required.
Frog’s teachings are more suitable for experts skilled in hand-to-hand combat, such as operatives who frequently have to work in environments where carrying weapons is not possible, or personal security staff protecting VIPs.”
Wolfgang nodded and said, “Understood.
Continue your cooperation and submit a detailed report to me later.
Dismissed.”
Once Wolfgang had given the order, an eager Gao Yang immediately ran out of the training room.
Finding his students waiting outside for him, an elated Gao Yang congratulated them.
The students, ecstatic to their core, swarmed around Gao Yang and, cheering, threw him up into the air.
(To be continued.
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