A generation of soldiers begins with Feng Yuxiu traveling through time and space with Xu Sanduo

Chapter 12: Recruit Training Begins

night.

Feng Yuxiu lay on the bed with his eyes open, staring at the board on the upper bunk.

The figure of Xiahou Wu still appeared in his mind.

This unwillingness gave rise to a fire burning in my chest.

The heat kept him awake.

He simply stood up and walked out.

"Sanduo."

Chengcai squatted in the corner and shouted in a low voice.

Feng Yuxiu took a glance and walked over.

"Sit down, sit down, don't let anyone find you!"

As he said that, he pulled Feng Yuxiu's leg.

boom!
Feng Yuxiu raised his leg and kicked out.

Chengcai immediately lay on the ground, holding his chest in pain.

"You... this is the military, and you're hitting people!"

Feng Yuxiu sneered, "Attack someone? You know it's the army? If you have the guts, then fight back. Why are you looking for me?"

Chengcai rubbed his chest and said distressedly: "Please don't hit me again. My father and your father told us when we came here that we should take care of each other."

"Are you worthy?" Feng Yuxiu said contemptuously.

"That's not the case. You're too hot-tempered right now. Even I've noticed. Captain Gao Cheng has his eyes on you. I've been secretly asking around during the day. After the recruit training, those who perform well will stay in the vanguard company, the vanguard squad."

"On the contrary, those who don't perform well will go to raise pigs."

Feng Yuxiu's eyes suddenly lit up, "Feed the pigs?"

"Ah!" Chengcai nodded heavily. "Maybe he'll be exiled to some desolate mountain area, where his future will be completely ruined."

"Anyway, I've told you everything. You can do whatever you want."

"Don't move, someone is coming!" Feng Yuxiu slapped Chengcai who was chattering.

The two hid in the shadows in the corner and held their breath.

Shi Jin is on the left and Wu Liuyi is on the right.

The two were inspecting the recruit company.

Suddenly, Wu Liuyi fell forward to the ground.

A standard prone shot was performed.

Shi Jin corrected him, "You lowered your shoulders too quickly and too heavily. Go to the sand pit over there and try it. If you do this a few more times, your arms will be useless."

Wu Liuyi stood up, patted the dirt, and said with a stiff smile: "How else can I practice? If I let those guys from the Seventh Company catch up with me, I might as well find a place to crash to death."

After the two left, Chengcai covered his nose and sighed, "Last time you hit my nose crooked, and my dad had to find a barefoot doctor in the village to fix it with great difficulty."

Feng Yuxiu stood up expressionlessly and walked away.

"Don't... apologize...?" Chengcai didn't dare to speak loudly. He could only look at the dark distance and talk to himself.

……

At night, the military camp was filled with sentries.

Feng Yuxiu hid in the shadows, sitting cross-legged and letting out a low growl from his chest.

There is no way to practice external skills now.

There can be no slackness in internal strength.

Back then, even though he was lame on one leg, he was still able to deal with masters of internal martial arts and strong men of external martial arts.

At this moment, the body is intact.

You can't fall behind in any way.

The forging of the furnace fire lasted for three hours.

Feng Yuxiu slowly opened his eyelids and gently exhaled a breath of white air.

In the scorching heat of the dog days of summer, this breath is richer and whiter than the breath of the dog days of summer.

"almost."

He stood up and thought about it, then his body bent and his whole body began to tremble.

The bones in the body made a crackling sound.

The next second, Feng Yuxiu jumped up on the spot and did a standard split with an expressionless face.

Click!

The original Xu Sanduo had never done such a thing.

In just a moment, Feng Yuxiu felt that the tendons in his thighs were instantly stretched and straightened.

He limped to his feet, frowning.

Practicing martial arts is like dancing, you need to stretch your muscles and bones from a young age.

It's okay if you're a little older.

But it's a pain.

I have suffered so much.

"Three months. Three months in the recruit company is enough for me to train this body to entry level!"

As he said this, he gritted his teeth and limped towards the recruit company camp.

Early the next morning.

A group of veterans came in eagerly, each holding a foot basin.

"Everyone, wake up! Today is the first day of your new recruit class assignment. It's also the first day of the new recruit company. According to military tradition, we veterans will wash your feet."

As he spoke, he placed the foot basin at the feet of each recruit one by one.

Feng Yuxiu's pupils shrank, and his gaze turned sinister. Back in 98, washing the feet of new recruits wasn't a popular tradition.

What does this advanced, even non-existent, move mean?
Ruthless torture and training.

Although he is a martial arts fanatic, human life is just like a piece of tough pork in his hands.

But in the army.

Even a dragon has to crawl.

Therefore, he did not provoke the company commander excessively.

Otherwise, in this era of 98.

He would really be crippled.

"Everyone, sit down. The army is a big family. I'm a few years older than you, so I can call you brother."

The veteran's few words made the nervous recruits smile in relief.

They sat on small stools, took off their clothes and put them in the foot basin.

The old soldier squatted down with a kind look on his face and began to scrub his feet with his hands.

This scene made Feng Yuxiu frown.

But then he sneered, took off his shoes and socks, and walked in with a swagger.

"Don't be nervous, the army is for you to enjoy yourself." The old soldier said with a smile while rubbing Feng Yuxiu's toes.

Feng Yuxiu said expressionlessly, "Squad Leader, please wash your feet clean. My feet are a little sweaty."

The old soldier paused, and Feng Yuxiu clearly felt his feet being pinched hard.

"Okay, okay, I'll wash you properly. We're all family after all."

The old soldier smiled and washed feet diligently.

Watching the other recruits talking enthusiastically with the veterans.

Feng Yuxiu observed a few seconds of silence.

"Squad leader, it's my turn to wash you."

An untimely voice broke the lively atmosphere.

Chengcai put on his slippers and helped the confused old soldier sit on a small stool.

He rubbed the slippers with his skilled hands, and raised his head from time to time to show an honest smile, "Squad leader, we are all family. You wash for me and I will wash for you."

A soft look appeared in the veteran's eyes, "Good boy, get on with it."

The other recruits didn't have this insight, and they all lowered their heads and stared at their feet awkwardly.

After washing.

The old soldier took the water and went out.

boom!
The next second, the door was kicked open.

Gao Cheng kicked him with anger on his face, "Get the hell ready for training! I'm talking to you!"

A new recruit who didn't have time to turn around was kicked to the ground.

The recruits were all terrified and began to put on their uniforms and pack up quickly.

"Hurry up! Damn it, I'm giving you face!"

"quick!"

"quick!"

"Hurry up the fuck!"

"boom!"

This group of recruits were kicked out one by one by Gao Cheng.

Feng Yuxiu had already put on his clothes and rushed out.

He knew that this unusual behavior was totally wrong.

Let’s have something sweet first.

The rest of the day will be filled with chili peppers.

It's enough to make these naive recruits cry!

Just five minutes.

The new recruits stood in neat rows on the training ground, each with his head held high and motionless.

"Say a few words!"

"Can you guys just stand at ease?! The squad leader is talking and I'm at ease!"

Gao Cheng pointed at the recruit's nose and yelled at him.

"Well, not bad, not bad. Now stand at attention!"

The orderly footsteps made a sound.

There was only a breeze and a scorching hot atmosphere.

"From now on, you will be assigned to squad leaders. After three months, those who perform well will stay, and those who perform poorly will leave!"

"Start now!"

After Gao Cheng finished speaking, he winked at Wu Liuyi.

So the troops were divided into groups.

Feng Yuxiu was naturally assigned to Class 561.

He looked at Feng Yuxiu jokingly, "Boy, you've fallen into my hands."

Feng Yuxiu twitched his lips and said, "Squad Leader, how about some practice?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the recruit class fell into dead silence.

(End of this chapter)