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

Chapter 175: Single-handedly challenge Old A
"Is Xu Sanduo here?" Yuan Lang stood in the ward, frowning and looking at the empty bed. There were spots of mud on the cuffs of his training uniform.

Bai Tiejun was helping Wu Liuyi walk to the bathroom when he heard this and straightened his back: "Report to the commander! Xu Sanduo was just discharged from the hospital this morning!"

Wu Liuyi's plaster leg hit the door frame with a dull sound. He supported himself against the wall with one hand to steady his body, and the veins on his neck were slightly bulging.

"Going to the 702nd Regiment?" Yuan Lang's eyes fell on Wu Liuyi's straight spine.

"Report, yes!" Bai Tiejun answered loudly, and his military uniform under his armpits was wrinkled by Wu Liuyi.

Yuan Lang strode forward, his training boots rolling over the broken plaster in the cracks between the tiles. "How's your recovery going?"

The smell of disinfectant, wrapped in the midday heat, wafted between the three of them.

"Report to the leader, I can walk and jump." Wu Liuyi's Adam's apple rolled and his back teeth were clenched. This was his future new leader.

"No rush." ​​Yuan Lang tapped his epaulettes lightly with his index finger, the smell of gunpowder brushing past his nose. "Sooner or later, this soldier of yours will be mine."

When he turned around, the air flow raised by the hem of his training uniform swept across the bedside table, causing ripples in the half cup of water in the enamel pot.

Bai Tiejun stretched his neck and shouted, "Leader, don't you want to drink some water before you leave?"

The voice followed the swaying camouflage figure at the end of the corridor, and finally shattered in the smell of disinfectant.

Wu Liuyi stared at the few short hairs on the snow-white pillowcase of the bed next to him, his throat aching: "Something's wrong. The look in Xu Sanduo's eyes before he left didn't look like he was leaving."

Gan Xiaoning paused as he was folding a hospital gown. "Squad leader, do you even know how to read faces? Where else can he go if not back to his old unit?"

The sunlight cast distorted spots of light on the tiled floor.

Wu Liuyi's pupils suddenly contracted, and his plastered leg banged against the iron bed, making a clanging sound: "Could it be..."

White mist rose from the teacup on the desk.

Wang Qingrui took off his reading glasses, the temples of which left a bent mark on the red-headed document. "Didn't you see anyone?"

Yuan Lang tapped his fingertips on the edge of the battle map, the second hand of his watch ticking rapidly beneath his camouflage cuffs. "It's 10:27 now, enough time to make three round trips from the Army Hospital to your regiment."

He stared at the crooked potted plant on the windowsill, and a half-shriveled earthworm curled up in the cracks of the soil.

Wang Qingrui stood up suddenly, the legs of his chair scraping against the concrete floor. "How did he get discharged without the signature of the military leadership? Where else can he go if he doesn't return to the 702nd Regiment?"

The voice was cut off abruptly by the ringing of the phone. The palm of the hand hanging in the air reflected the scorching sun outside the window, and the knuckles turned blue and white.

They both set their eyes on the red phone at the same time.

The flies outside the window made a buzzing sound against the glass, and this annoying sound made the two of them feel particularly irritated.

One soldier is missing.

If anything happens to this soldier, he, the commander of the 702nd Regiment, will inevitably be affected.

"Captain Wang?" Yuan Lang reminded.

Wang Qingrui picked up the phone and put it to his ear. "Hello?"

Yuan Lang looked sharply at Wang Qingrui, who was gripping the phone with his fingers getting tighter and tighter, and an emotion called anger was gradually brewing between his brows.

The quiet regimental office was shrouded in dead silence.

Wang Qingrui slowly put down the phone, his eyes becoming angry.

Even Yuan Lang didn't dare to disturb this anger.

After a long time, Wang Qingrui lowered his head and lit a cigarette, then turned to look at Yuan Lang. The complex emotions in his eyes surprised Yuan Lang.

"I hope you can promise me something. This may be difficult for you. But you also don't want to see a soldier corrupted. It's not easy for such a person to appear in such a peaceful time after so many years."

Wang Qingrui's words made Yuan Lang's heart tighten. His gaze gradually focused and he spoke in a loud voice, "What happened? Is it Xu Sanduo?"

The old regimental commander sighed and took a puff of his cigarette. "Is your temporary base, Old A, at the fifty-mile mark of the 702nd Regiment?"

Yuan Lang didn't say anything, but clenched his hands tightly, listening to Wang Qingrui's next words.

"Xu Sanduo left the hospital without permission and is now at your temporary base, Old A. This soldier! This bastard bastard soldier... I hope you can bring him back. Gao Cheng's men have already gone, so this isn't a big deal. If you, Old A, don't investigate further, let's just handle this internally."

Yuan Lang turned and ran.

"Oh..." Wang Qingrui held the cigarette between his hands and put it in his mouth, his eyes finally filled with disappointment.

So far, this soldier has finally failed in his eyes.

-

-

Old A’s temporary residence.

Feng Yuxiu leaned against the wall, panting and gasping for breath. His meridians were blocked and he could only rely on his previous explosive power.

From the beginning till now, his character has always been that of someone who will never suffer any loss.

It is absolutely impossible to stay there overnight feeling depressed.

Ma Sanming had no idea about this matter.

He never forgives Old A for protecting his son.

If it weren't for Ma Sanming whispering in his ear and finding fault everywhere.

How could someone get there first just because of that small distance between Wu Liuyi and him?

He would not have been able to expend so much energy before the landmark, nor would he have wasted that half an hour.

Because of that interception, his chances of getting into the old A were completely gone.

In this case, there is no need to digest this grudge at night.

Revenge must be taken, and action must be taken on the spot.

During the assessment, Ma Sanming was lucky as he was stopped by Lao A's tranquilizer gun.

Well then, he doesn’t need to take the dagger now, he can fight Old A with his bare hands.

Twenty-eight members of the old A team!

There were already eight people lying on the ground.

Twenty more.

"What? Old A is so high and mighty that a sparring match with the lower-ranking soldiers turned into a brawl? Huh? Noble Old A?"

Feng Yuxiu wiped his broken nose and sneered.

The twenty old men opposite, wearing military green camouflage uniforms, had cold eyes.

Qi Huang was so angry that his face turned ashen and his whole body was shaking.

"Xu Sanduo, you have no respect for organization and no discipline! Are you still a soldier?"

Qi Huan pointed at Feng Yuxiu's nose and cursed.

Feng Yuxiu's face was expressionless. "We're still sparring now. You, Old A, are so high and mighty that you can toy with the grassroots companies however you want. But now I refuse to accept this. I'm here to challenge you in a one-on-one duel. Ma Sanming, don't hide. Come forward. I don't have a dagger this time. I'll just use my bare hands."

Ma Sanming's face turned black. He had just knocked down eight people in an instant.

This kid's attack was extremely ruthless.

Every move was a decisive and powerful blow.

Even Old A couldn't defend against his unfamiliar moves, which were performed without any hesitation.

Every move and every style is used to knock down the enemy.

"Come, come, come here."

Feng Yuxiu stood up and walked step by step towards the twenty or so Old As, his eyes always fixed on Ma Sanming's face at the back of the crowd.

Make sure he doesn't miss anything.

"I'll go! We can't let Old A down!" Ma Sanming pushed away the team member who was blocking him and spoke in a deep voice.

Feng Yuxiu cracked his mouth, "Okay."

boom!
The moment he uttered these words, he moved. Feng Yuxiu instantly leaped out, leaping high a meter away from Ma Sanming and aiming a side kick at his chest.

Ma Sanming was stunned at first and dodged sideways.

"Not good." Qi Huan shouted, "Watch out for his hands!"

Ma Sanming subconsciously protected his head with his arms.

The moment Feng Yuxiu's entire body rushed out due to inertia, he clenched his right fist and used the force to hit Ma Sanming's head in mid-air.

Qi Huan sighed, "It's over."

He had witnessed Feng Yuxiu's explosive power during the red-blue confrontation exercise.

That high leaping kick at that time directly broke his defense.

Now, with this punch, even if Ma Sanming used his arm to block it, he would inevitably lose the ability to resist because of this powerful punch.

It’s not that Old A is weak and inexperienced, but the fighting skills of the soldier in front of him are superior to the training methods of the grassroots soldiers in the existing troops.

Among the old A's, they are the best in hand-to-hand combat.

But when they fight each other, they are facing each other's comrades.

In combat training, you always hold back.

But Feng Yuxiu is different. In his previous life, he challenged dozens of martial arts masters, and all of them used killing moves.

Kung Fu is a killing skill, which is the fundamental reason why he practices martial arts.

It is also the most core definition of Kung Fu.

But the more important point is that Ma Sanming had his ribs broken by Feng Yuxiu before.

His body was still recovering and he was unable to withstand the force of the punch.

Click!

What surprised Qi Huan was that after Feng Yuxiu's punch, Ma Sanming just covered his arms in pain and stepped back.

It did not have the absolute suppressing power that he had expected to knock out Ma Sanming with one punch.

"Did you injure your tibia during the last assessment? Why do you feel so weak?" Qi Huan had a puzzled look on his face.

It's too weak. This punch has the strength of an ordinary old A special forces soldier.

Only then did Qi Huan take a serious look at Team A, who was knocked unconscious by Feng Yuxiu in a one-on-one fight.

There were eight of them, and all of them were one-on-one duels. Feng Yuxiu was willing but unable to fight in this duel, and he completely lacked the momentum of his previous fierce attacks.

He even had his nose broken by an experienced member of the A team.

Ma Sanming was also stunned for a moment, rubbed his ribs and sighed with difficulty, "Xu Sanduo, you've already broken my bones. Are you still going to keep pestering me?"

Feng Yuxiu sneered from a distance, "You're the one who started this fight, and I'm not targeting you personally. I'm targeting all of you, Old A! Since you're treating me like a cricket, I'm going to test what you're capable of."

This is pure provocation.

So much so that the other old A's instantly showed anger on their faces.

"Come on, come again!" Feng Yuxiu hooked his finger at Ma Sanming.

Ma Sanming was furious. After all, he was a veteran member of Old A. Now he was being provoked repeatedly by a rookie from a grassroots company.

What a humiliation this is!
Ma Sanming pursed his lips tightly, his eyes gradually becoming sinister, "Then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

-

-

"Commander, is it inappropriate for us to go? You are no longer the commander of the 7th Steel Company. Logically, this matter has nothing to do with you. There is no need to wade into this mess."

Three off-road vehicles were running wildly on the grassland, and a company commander beside Gao Cheng tried to dissuade them helplessly.

Gao Cheng looked ahead calmly, "My soldier, I have to see the Seventh Company off to its last legs. Even if this soldier causes a terrible disaster, I, Gao Cheng, will bear the consequences!"

"Besides, I believe they won't make things difficult for such a soldier."

Gao Cheng's tone was manic. In his opinion, Feng Yuxiu was completely crushed by breaking in to provoke Old A.

Old A is not a brother unit, nor is it the Sixth Company that let the enemy off the hook.

The soldiers of the Sixth Company were holding back when fighting Feng Yuxiu, if they were really serious.

Each of them had a stool stuck on Feng Yuxiu's head, and he had no chance of survival.

"Hey, why would this soldier be so desperate to fight with those damned Old A? But if they really did fight, then I really give this soldier a salute of admiration. Killing these insidious Old A is the dream of many brother troops."

"Drive faster! What are you dithering for? Step on the gas! Your legs are on the bed?!"

Gao Cheng's inexplicable anger frightened the driver so much that he shuddered. "Captain, this road is like this. If we go any faster, we'll flip over."

"Stop the car and get out!"

The first car stopped, Gao Cheng drove everyone out, and started driving away alone.

Unlike Wang Qingrui, he likes such unruly soldiers.

To use his previous warning in the 7th Steel Company as an example, if you don't do something big as a soldier, what's the point of being a soldier? Go home and feed your kids.

The soldiers of the 7th Steel Company used to like Wu Liuyi's workaholic nature, but now he likes Feng Yuxiu's manic personality.

Especially during the last assessment, when Feng Yuxiu selflessly gave up the only spot to Wu Liuyi, this liking has turned into obsession.

He had wanted many times to ask his father for a transfer order to keep Feng Yuxiu in the division reconnaissance battalion.

But at the same time, it was Yuan Lang's words that made him give up the idea.

"This soldier is too aggressive. He is a natural for Old A."

"Commander, you're going to flip over if you run like that..." The reconnaissance battalion's company commander's face turned pale. "Hurry, hurry, everyone, follow the commander! Move forward at full speed!"

-

"Hehehe..."

Feng Yuxiu knelt on one knee, veins bulging on his face.

Ma Sanming lay on the ground, staring at the sky in a daze with a look of despair on his face. After all, Feng Yuxiu was better.

He never expected that the soldier in front of him was so insidious. The kick to his crotch completely deprived him of any strength to resist.

"Xu Sanduo, it's a bit despicable to use such means on people from the brother unit." Qi Huang said with a cold face.

Feng Yuxiu was breathing heavily, but his eyes were extremely excited.

Sure enough, the last time he was beaten up by the Sixth Company, his muscles became more flexible.

Although he went astray this time, the foundation he had laid over the past two years was still extremely strong, and his ability to self-improve after being beaten remained.

"You guys are not being mean. Is round-robin warfare considered a specialty of your Old A? If you're a man, keep going!"

Feng Yuxiu slowly stood up and stared at Qi Huan provocatively.

Continue to be beaten until his whole body lies on the bed like last time, then his self-healing ability may be activated due to the damage to his body.

Then, the lock on his possessed body will be broken.

This is his only chance. Maybe the time has come, or maybe he needs to wait a few days.

Anyway, he had a feeling that if he missed today, he would have no chance at all.

He had no choice but to go to Guangzhou to ask the old man for a way to resolve the problem.

"Let's go together, old As." Feng Yuxiu raised his thumb and pointed at the ground with his backhand.

Qi Huan completely lost his mind, "Let's have a good discussion with this friendly army today!"

(End of this chapter)