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

Chapter 174: Martial Arts Competition, Yuan Lang's Condolences
Lao A is the name given by their special forces themselves. In fact, there is no such number in the group army’s documents.

Of course, their official name is also very simple, Eastern Excalibur.

Some of the names are slightly fantasy, belonging to a group army in a certain military region in Beijing.

Old A doesn't mean to be the best at everything. It's a self-proclaimed compliment for a unit to label itself as the best before fighting.

Some people ask why it is called old A, because it is the largest and most common card in poker.

More people say that they are called number one because of their high survival rate.

But perhaps only by truly joining the special forces can one understand their profound significance.

The army is just like the soldiers who make it up. Everyone says that they are no different from others, but everyone also hopes to be a little different from others from the bottom of their hearts, even down to things like naming.

Old A spends most of his time training and a small part of his time on missions.

Most of the missions were to pick fights with their own brother units, such as making units like the 7th Steel Company so angry that they were fuming. A small portion of the time they were actually... real combat missions, but they had to be kept secret.

Most of the time when on a mission, they are hiding, which is called lurking. Only a very small part of the time is spent firing, and then they retreat after completing their mission, usually counting in seconds.

Old A's preparation time is also counted in seconds. He rarely spends time on the long march. It is more like a knife, stabbing out and then retracting with as little damage to the blade as possible.

This is the allure of the Eastern Excalibur, which makes brother grassroots companies yearn for its existence.

Therefore, everyone who entered naturally had a smile on their face.

The students in Class 5 of the grassland are completely different.

Although he was still standing in Class 5 of the Grassland waiting, he had already completely entered Old A.

He was too lazy to even pay attention to the decadent appearance of the new soldiers from Grassland Squad 5.

He has completely transcended.

He walked out of this barren grassland thoroughly and wanted to have a good rest in the coming years.

Get ready for Old A!

But at the same time, the faces of Feng Yuxiu and Wu Liuyi kept flashing through his mind these days.

This obscure feeling made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Xue Lin, prepare clothes for this squad leader, I need to go out for a while!" Chengcai stood up and shouted.

Xue Lin rushed out of the dormitory and stood in the path of Old Matthew. "It's the squad leader!"

Because this road represents the regimental headquarters, the Red Third Company specially repaired the road and the ground in this forgotten place with cement.

After all, this is the first place in the Sanlian where symbolic significance outweighs practical significance.

Chengcai got on the bus to the regiment headquarters.

After a few hours of bumpy ride, we ran to the city center and bought gifts worth a thousand yuan.

That's a lot of money in this day and age.

But Chengcai didn't feel sorry at all. He stood at the door of the convenience store, carrying a lot of bags and looking at the street.

He didn't dare to see Feng Yuxiu, so he could only ask where Wu Liuyi was hospitalized.

Two people felt guilty, but he could only pray for inner peace.

Chengcai began to climb the stairs breathlessly. At that time, the mainland had not made extensive repairs to convenient places like elevators, and they were only popular in Hong Kong.

Because the eighth floor really made Chengcai look a little scary.

This is the headquarters of the Army Hospital, which is the closest hospital to the capital.

After all, the place where they are stationed can be regarded as the capital of the defense on the other hand.

Standing outside the ward, I could hear the frantic voice of the commander of the 1st mechanized infantry company.

"I underestimated you. You can still enter Old A even if you have a broken leg. Wu Liuyi, don't accuse me of being stingy. After all, anyone would be like this for a soldier like you. Even brothers would get angry when they split up."

Wu Liuyi's smiling voice continued, "Captain, everyone wants to improve, right? I've won honor for our company. Please let me go."

The commander of the 1st Mechanized Infantry Company was silent for a moment. "What did the doctor say?"

"That's it. Traumatic fracture. Every soldier gets injured a few times. They said I can be discharged in half a month."

"Old A's training is tough. Many people have been crippled by it before. Can your legs hold up?"

"No problem. Old A said it's ok for me to go later. Give me three months. Captain, this is considered special treatment."

Listening to Wu Liuyi's playful smile, the company commander snorted coldly, "What a waste! Let's go!"

boom!
The door of the ward was pushed open, and Chengcai quickly stood against the wall.

The company commander glanced at Chengcai and turned away.

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"Huh... I was scared to death." Bai Tiejun and Gan Xiaoning stood up straight and quickly sat on the stool.

"Sergeant Wu, your company commander has a really scary temper." Bai Tiejun peeled a banana for himself, took a bite and sighed.

"Who said it wasn't? Your company commander is a tiger coming down the mountain." Gan Xiaoning drank water in big gulps and glanced at Feng Yuxiu who was lying on another hospital bed.

Carefully pull the partition curtain closed.

Wu Liuyi sighed and said nothing.

He knew that although he had not been in the first company for a long time, he had won many honors for the company.

This honor was the reason why the company commander didn't let go. Such a good soldier didn't stay for long and left again.

"Huh? Who is it?" Gan Xiaoning suddenly glanced around and saw several boxes shaking at the door.

Chengcai took a deep breath, turned around and walked in, smiling, "They're all here."

In an instant, Bai Tiejun and Gan Xiaoning's faces turned expressionless.

Only Wu Liuyi was stunned, "What is this for?"

Chengcai placed his things beside the bed and said with a grin, "Isn't this... comradeship? During the assessment, I... I didn't mean to abandon you. That leaves two spots, and we from the Seventh Company have to take one. I'm doing this for the honor of the collective."

Wu Liuyi sat up, looked at Chengcai and said softly: "Chengcai, take the things. You don't owe anyone anything. This is your own choice. As long as there is no problem for your future, I can't make any comments about you."

Chengcai was silent for a moment and looked at Bai Tiejun and Gan Xiaoning.

Bai Tiejun grinned and sneered, then patted Gan Xiaoning, "Xiaoning, what's the difference between humans and dogs?"

Gan Xiaoning was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood and smiled, "People know how to be grateful... Not many people know how to be grateful. Sometimes people don't know how to be grateful, but dogs are mostly grateful."

"That's right. Sometimes, these words like 'man' and 'dog' aren't insults. But some people don't know how to be grateful, and that's worse than a dog. What kind of people are worse than a dog?"

Gan Xiaoning leaned over, eyes wide open, and said, "What is it?"

"It's a hybrid breed, a bastard." Bai Tiejun shouted, clapping his hands.

"That's enough, you two!" Wu Liuyi suddenly shouted.

Chengcai stood nearby with a pale face, and could only look at the window awkwardly, but his view was blocked by the white curtain.

"Deputy Squad Leader Wu, how can you talk to such a person? Chengcai, let's be frank. I've always told you that there is no one like you in the Seventh Steel Company. I have never seen anyone like you." Bai Tiejun stood up and stared at Chengcai with a sneer.

I completely broke up with this former comrade from the 7th Steel Company.

Chengcai nodded helplessly, "Then Deputy Wu, please give this to Xu Sanduo for me. I'm actually too embarrassed to see him."

When it came to feng shui of the landmark, Feng Yuxiu put in all his effort.

Feng Yuxiu made the greatest contribution to the success of this assessment.

"Why did you give it to him yourself?" Wu Liuyi asked puzzledly.

Chengcai was silent for a moment. "He and I, a fellow villager, have always had little interaction. I guess I just feel bad about it."

After saying this, Chengcai prepared to leave. "Take your things back, Chengcai. For the sake of our fellow countrymen, your choice is not wrong. This is a person's true instinctive choice. But this is the army. Without comrades, even on the battlefield, you will die alone."

The partition curtain was drawn open, and Feng Yuxiu looked Chengcai in the eye for the first time.

In the past, he looked down on this fellow villager who lived in the countryside but spoke in a tone that was not suitable for his status.

But now, he is a little interesting.

Admittedly, in the eyes of most people, Chengcai’s choice is a betrayal and is not decent.

But everyone has a selfish heart, no one is a saint.

Chengcai simply made the choice that best suits his situation. His mentality can allow him to go further in this society.

Only people with this kind of character can accomplish great things, instead of those who are always submissive and follow the rules and will become mediocre all their lives.

Chengcai was silent for a long time, "I hope we can become friends."

"Then you're wrong. We'll only be partners. Of course, it could also be a two-way communication. Take your things back. Your family isn't as rich as mine."

After saying that, Feng Yuxiu continued to lie down, his narcolepsy coming on intermittently.

But there has been some relief in the past two days, and I should be completely cured in a few days.

Soldiers cannot leave the army for too long. Even if he has a month's vacation, he still needs to make careful plans if he wants to go to Guangzhou.

Although that old guy is immoral, he is still very skilled.

Chengcai looked at Wu Liuyi.

Wu Liuyi nodded, "He's right."

Chengcai picked up the things beside the bed and turned around and walked out.

The decision he made to abandon it had already chosen a harsh path.

So, he completely violated the slogan of the 7th Steel Company.

Never abandon or give up.

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Mr. A's procedures are very complicated.

After the 702nd Regiment arrived on the railway, Yuan Lang also visited Regiment Commander Wang Qingrui a day later.

Wang Qingrui finally saw the document record of the assessment. Yuan Lang sat opposite him, watching calmly.

"I don't know what you think about Team A, but the conditions set by your captain are not suitable for people. I am surprised by the results this time." Wang Qingrui looked at the record book with twitching eyelids.

Yuan Lang corrected with a smile: "Captain."

He immediately took over the topic, "We have always admired the resilience and endurance of the Army. We have quite a few former Marines and airborne soldiers in our team, but this time we insisted on focusing on the Army infantry because we didn't want Battalion A to lose the spirit of the infantry."

"But your captain said that he came here just for Xu Sanduo. He would rather have no one than have someone unqualified, so he picked one out of a thousand people." Wang Qingrui leaned back in his chair and lit a cigarette.

Yuan Lang smiled. "I just don't want you to hold on to this soldier too much. In fact, personal choice always takes precedence over the honor of the group. The army has been like this since ancient times. Soldiers' duty is to obey orders. It never changes."

Wang Qingrui took a few puffs of his cigarette, narrowed his eyes, and asked slowly, "So, what is the spirit of the infantry?"

This question is very general, but it must be answered.

Communication at the group level and above usually reflects personal perspectives. They see things from a broader and more lofty perspective.

It's not just about the overall command choices, but more about the grasp of the current situation and a keen sense of military reform.

Yuan Lang smiled, "There's an advertising slogan that says people are the core, and any high technology is just an extension of human wisdom, an extension rather than an attachment.

We don't want our soldiers to forget their eyes when using infrared and lasers, or to forget that the most reliable thing in the world is their own legs when sitting in tanks and helicopters.

Many countries have taken this detour, and as a result, their elite troops are often defeated by guerrillas who only have an AK47 and a few wild fruits.

Wang Qingrui looked at the captain of the special brigade with interest and said, "That's a good point, but you took away three good soldiers from our regiment.

We owe this debt. But our view is that sweating during training is just to lay the foundation, and bleeding during training will lead to less or even no bleeding on the battlefield.

The army exists for war, and only an army that can win battles has a reason to survive.

In your assessment, does this group have a reason to survive?"

Yuan Lang's expression turned serious. He didn't understand why the regiment commander insisted on discussing military theory with him today.

After a long silence, he raised his head and said, "Your group has reasons to survive, but I think if you can fully unleash your group's perseverance and potential, and focus all your thoughts on war, you can defeat the temporarily leading A Battalion.

After all, your combat history and the honors unique to veteran teams are inherently lacking in our newer units. On the battlefield, they become the soul of a unit. A unit that becomes stronger when faced with stronger opponents is enough to strike fear into the hearts of soldiers around the world. This is your style."

Wang Qingrui laughed heartily, then stood up and looked out the window at the scenery. "Is this a compliment?"

"No." Yuan Lang also stood up. "This is a piece of advice. The reason we are a special forces brigade is that we have a keen sense of cutting-edge style. We can always smell the styles of those excellent international troops."

"The same is true for this military reform, and there may be more military reforms in the future. Veteran units that are unable to develop a keen sense of smell will be eliminated one by one."

"Hahahaha..." Wang Qingrui laughed loudly, and finally he completely eliminated his resentment towards Old A, and casually threw a cigarette to Yuan Lang.

Yuan Lang took it and put it on the table. He was one of the few soldiers who didn't like smoking.

"Then I will come to pick you up in a month. Three people." Yuan Lang asked Wang Qingrui for his opinion again.

Wang Qingrui turned and looked at Yuan Lang, "Wu Liuyi can't withstand the further assessment of your old A, right? Just stay here."

Yuan Lang smiled without saying anything, which clearly showed his refusal.

"In ten days, it will be this year's Jingwu Competition. Xu Sanduo will participate for the last time on behalf of 702." Wang Qingrui brought up a topic that made Yuan Lang's face change.

"Captain Wang, you know what the Jingwu competition means. Last year, eight Jingwu soldiers were seriously injured and one was sacrificed! Xu Sanduo is our old A's seedling, I hope you can give him more consideration."

Yuan Lang's speech speed has never been so urgent.

Feng Yuxiu had already injured his heart and lungs during Old A's assessment. If he were to participate in another martial arts competition, which would be even more stressful than the assessment, he would face a lot of challenges.

It’s not certain whether I can even get to report to Old A.

Wang Qingrui wasn't worried at the time and said with a smile, "Once he goes to Old A, his chances of making achievements will be even fewer. This will be his last time anyway. Let this soldier have another gift on his way. It can also be considered a stumbling block for him from me, the regiment commander."

Yuan Lang was silent for a long time. "Is it just Xu Sanduo?"

His meaning was very clear, the other two people could not afford to suffer this loss.

The most elite soldiers from the entire Jingwu military region would participate, enduring five days and five nights of extreme torture. This was no less stringent than the assessment standards of the Special Forces.

Because it really involves sacrifice.

Most of them were victims of a disease.

Heat stroke.

Wang Qingrui didn't say anything, and Yuan Lang understood. He nodded and turned to leave.

He had no right to express any opinions. Until the procedures were completed, Feng Yuxiu would still be a soldier of the 702nd Regiment.

But he could give this soldier the right to choose, especially since he had already made the conventional and traditional choice of self-sacrifice.

Yuan Lang really fucking likes this soldier.

Sacrifice yourself for others!

This age has a character that is nobler than anything else!

It appeared on Feng Yuxiu, a man who had killed several criminals.

Isn't this an extreme contrast?

So, Yuan Lang stood downstairs of the Army General Hospital.

(End of this chapter)