Chapter 45: Republic of China: Starting from the First Class of Whampoa Chapter 45 Martial Arts Instructor

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Protagonist:

Lv Muzhi

Lv Muzhi looked up, and it turned out Huang Feihong had brought over a plate of food from his own table: "Come, come, crab roe chicken wing balls, just right, one per person!"

"Master Huang, how could we? It was already one per person; if we eat them, it's a bit unruly." Jiang Xiangyun recognized Huang Feihong at a glance and declined.

"You students on Whampoa Island live such hard lives, just eat if you want to eat, who are you showing off for~" It was Huang Feihong's Big Disciple Lin Shirong speaking from the side, indeed blunt and straightforward.

"Pig Meat Rong, if you don't speak no one takes you for a mute; speak again and go stand in horse stance for an hour!" Huang Feihong rebuked his Big Disciple to one side.

Seeing Huang Feihong was old, Lv Muzhi stood up and gave up his seat: "Master Huang, please sit quickly."

"Oh... good, good child." Huang Feihong did not decline and sat in Lv Muzhi's seat.

"My Big Disciple Lin Shirong, he's good in every way, just has heavy killing intent and a foul mouth; when he was young he killed pigs and sold meat, and the villagers called him Pig Meat Rong, making everyone laugh."

"No no, Master Huang's kind intentions; if you gentlemen don't move your chopsticks, wouldn't that betray Master Huang's goodwill?" Lv Muzhi said, picking up his chopsticks and clamping a crab roe chicken wing ball.

Mm, one bite bursts with juice, crisp and crunchy.

Jiang Xiangyun also smiled and stood up: "Since it's Master Huang's goodwill, let's not stand on ceremony; Xilian, eat more, eat more."

Huang Feihong watched Song Xilian wolfing down his food and nodded: "A half-grown lad, eating old man out of house and home; you're not even twenty yet? When I was your age, I could eat more than you!"

Song Xilian was a bit embarrassed, scratching his head: "I'm eighteen sui this year; after this April I'll be nineteen sui, definitely not some half-grown lad."

Saying this, Song Xilian clamped up another crab roe chicken wing ball and ate it in one mouthful, completely failing to notice that he had eaten two of the one-per-person crab roe chicken wing balls.

Leaving He Zhonghan holding his chopsticks, dumbfounded, helplessly he could only draw back his chopsticks with embarrassment.

Gladly Huang Feihong stroked his beard and laughed heartily.

The Principal stood up in the hall at this time, looking left and right, as if searching for someone.

Seeing Lv Muzhi standing by the dining table, the Principal then discovered that the person he was looking for was right beside Lv Muzhi.

Walking quickly over, the Principal stood beside Huang Feihong, bending his waist slightly: "This humble one pays respects to Master Huang."

Huang Feihong looked doubtful, not knowing the Principal, and was about to ask when He Zhonghan stood up first to introduce: "This is our Whampoa Military Academy's Principal Jiang, who has come specially to pay a call on Master Huang."

"Oh~ I see, my apologies, my apologies." Huang Feihong clasped his hands, showing respect.

"I've long heard of Master Huang's fame in the martial arts world of Guangdong Province; with the establishment of the Baoyue Association this time, Master Huang and your disciples can carry forward the martial arts!"

Hearing the Principal's words, Lin Shirong popped up from behind again: "My master is not only famous in the martial arts world; when he was young, he also served as Guangzhou Navy Martial Arts Instructor, Military Combat Instructor, Guangdong Civil Corps Chief Instructor..."

Huang Feihong pinched Lin Shirong's thigh, and Lin Shirong then closed his mouth.

"Those who practice martial arts but don't understand humility, don't understand concealing one's skills, little friends, don't learn from him, hehe."

Huang Feihong finished speaking, looked toward the Principal, and pointed to the Pearl River water outside Dasan Restaurant: "The Pearl River's back waves push the front waves, a new generation surpasses the old; in the past military training relied on martial artists, but now military training—martial artists can't be relied on! It still has to rely on the Whampoa Military Academy by the Pearl River."

The Principal found Huang Feihong's words very pleasing to the ear, and was also very happy in his heart; as he was the Military Academy Principal, it was equivalent to praising himself.

"What I especially look favorably on are these youngsters in the Military Academy; they are different from all the armies I've seen—whether it's the Qing army, the foreigners' sailors, the various warlords in Cheng Nei, or even the former Revolutionary Army, none can compare."

"Oh? Master Huang, please say more; I listen with washed ears respectfully." The Principal was obviously curious, waiting for Huang Feihong to praise himself some more.

But Huang Feihong looked toward Lv Muzhi and Chen Geng: "Just because these two little friends stood guard duty in front of my Baizhilin Medical Clinic that day, and though injured were unwilling to come in and disturb me, a common old man, I will support the Whampoa Military Academy, and along with my disciples, carry forward the spirit of the Whampoa Military Academy!"

"Good, good!!" The Principal looked at Lv Muzhi and Chen Geng with an affirming gaze: "This Principal will absolutely lead the Whampoa Student Army to carry forward the spirit, consistently, and walk to the end on the revolutionary road!"

Huang Feihong nodded: "Now all the Village Militia and Civilian Corps throughout the province have been fully absorbed under the Baoyue Association's management; my disciples gathering hearts, the Whampoa Military Academy's instructors and students preaching ideology—I have no objection; I only hope Principal can keep your promise, don't let these youngsters change their flavor, otherwise... sigh!"

The Principal immediately said: "Master Huang, rest assured; this Principal here swears an oath: as long as this Principal lives one day, the Whampoa Student Army will revolutionize for one day; if I violate this, then let me... cough cough... be exiled overseas, never to return to the embrace of the motherland!"

"Good! Since the Principal has sworn an oath, I, Huang Feihong, will certainly deploy all my connections, unite the Village Militia and Civilian Corps, coordinate with the Whampoa teachers and students, and fully assist the Revolutionary Army!"

After the Baoyue Association's banquet dispersed, the association affairs were carried out with great urgency.

Huang Feihong summoned disciples from inside and outside the province and even from overseas, accompanying the Whampoa Instructors, going deep into the civil corps and village militias, teaching military training on one hand and spreading revolutionary thought on the other.

The intensity was such that even Wu Instructor of the Political Department was somewhat surprised.

In the office, Wu Instructor thought for a while, took out stationery and wrote:

The objects united by the Baoyue Association are the Village Militia and Civilian Corps; Village Militia and Civilian Corps are mostly organized by landlords and gentry for self-defense purposes; the establishment of the Baoyue Association is actually cooperating with the landlords; under the current situation, this is beneficial for maintaining public order in Guangdong Province, and at the same time prepares reserve troops for the Revolutionary Army; for the time being it has progressive significance.

At the same time, the Workers' Corps Army and Peasants' Corps Army have been abolished, renamed Workers' Picket Corps and Peasants' Self-Defense Army; in the revolutionary undertaking they can complement the Baoyue Association; if encountering changes, they can also protect themselves......

In addition, the Peasant Movement Training Institute lacks cadres; cadres can be transferred to come and guide......

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The soldiers of Lv Muzhi's platoon of the Second Battalion of the First Regiment were lined up together, and beside them stood Huang Feihong's Big Disciple Lin Shirong with his hands behind his back.

The Baoyue Association also has a branch at the Whampoa Military Academy, and the Branch President is precisely Lv Muzhi.

The high level of the Baoyue Association unanimously agreed that in modern warfare, close-quarters combat is still unavoidable, and the soldiers' body technique training should be strengthened.

Thus, the Baoyue Association asked director Lin Shirong and Lv Muzhi of the Whampoa Branch to come up with a set of practical combat methods, to be piloted in Lv Muzhi's platoon, and finally promoted to the Training Regiment.

Before this, Lin Shirong was the martial arts instructor of the Fu Army, and he directly brought over what he taught in the Fu Army.

"Muzi kid, just do as I say; what I taught in the Fu Army is a simplified version of Hung Gar Iron Wire Fist, powerful and heavy; a strong man can kill a pig with one punch."

"Iron Wire Fist? We have bayonets; no one uses fists; not learning, not learning."

"Then learn Fifth Brother Eight Trigrams Staff; an inch longer, an inch stronger; guaranteed the enemy can't get close to you!" Lin Shirong suggested again.

"Staff techniques? No matter how powerful Fifth Brother Eight Trigrams Staff is, in the soldiers' hands it's hard to kill people; it's just a firewood stick; not learning, not learning."

"How about I teach you my master's Flying Dart Technique; take a head from ten paces away!"

"Fancy and flowery; rifles can shoot a thousand meters; not learning, not learning!"

Lin Shirong was somewhat angry: "You fellow, you won't learn this, you won't learn that; why did you invite me here?"