I was still getting hit by AK-47 bullets, this time in the chest, but they were doing no harm except to play hell with my shirt. I snapped off my firs... shot and probably was more lucky than anything else, but I managed to drop the closest man who was trying to empty his rifle magazine into me at the rate of hundreds of rounds per minute. His rifle got so hot that the forestock began to smoke.The other three were also now shooting at me on full automatic, and just holding the trigger back. That. I swallowed with difficulty and attempted to regain control of my voice. “Close your eyes, Paul.” He complied. “The first thing I want you to do is to pay attention to your breathing… let it become very regular… slow and even… so that each breath completely fills and then empties your lungs. Don’t strain, just make it very easy and comfortable…” I proceeded to instruct him until he was breathing more slowly (and following my pacing). Then, following the routine that I’d seen at the. Once I unpacked and walked around my room, I then went down to the hotel lobby and I asked the front desk clerk on where to go for a good breakfast. She recommended that I go to the Alexis Baking Company. After leaving the hotel, I went on over to Alexis Baking Co. for breakfast; I had the breakfast burger, two muffins (apple cinnamon and blueberry), and coffee.After having a very delicious breakfast, I then went into town for a little shopping. With the many kinds of therapy (wine therapy,. However, I had been trained by masters, so I went for the knee of the man on my right. The club landed on his left leg just beside his kneecap. That two-pound piece of stone crashed into the bone of his knee like a hammer crushing a fly. He fell immediately against his companion and messed up a clumsy swing that that man had been trying to take. The upshot was that I missed my backswing and did not connect with his thigh as I had aimed. Instead, I caught him in the crotch and crushed his.