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

Chapter 181 I'm Not Feng Yuxiu
Gao Cheng and Shi Jin rushed over, both of them looked very unhappy.

A soldier from the 7th Steel Company died in peacetime.

There were three ashtrays filled on Wang Qingrui's desk, and the whole room was filled with smoke.

Shi Jin coughed suddenly a few times and hurriedly opened the door that was about to close.

"Nanjing Jingwu has canceled the forced march, but the competition will proceed as usual. According to the order of the superiors, the fallen soldiers must be taken care of."

When Wang Qingrui said this, his emotions did not change at all, as if he was a numb vegetative person.

"Soldier Xue Lin's family is in financial difficulty. The local armed forces and county leaders have already expressed their support, and our regiment has decided to raise funds. The body will be cremated in three days."

Wang Qingrui stood up and threw away his cigarette butt, his voice hoarse, "This is a chain reaction. If I hadn't allowed Xu Sanduo to participate in Jingwu, he wouldn't have chosen that path."

Gao Cheng and Shi Jin listened quietly.

"Xu Sanduo he..." Gao Cheng's throat rolled.

"This soldier watched his comrades being mauled to death by wolves. His psychology is likely to become extreme. This time, having him send the soldiers' ashes back home can be considered as atonement."

"That's it, let's all go."

Gao Cheng and Shi Jin stood up straight, saluted, turned around and left.

The reason why Wang Qingrui called the two people here was to provide psychological counseling to Feng Yuxiu.

These two people are most familiar with the soldier's character, and they are also the only two people that the soldier can listen to.

Wang Qingrui lit another cigarette. He could accept the sacrifice of soldiers in peacetime, but he could not accept such meaningless and completely avoidable sacrifice.

Who was at fault? No one was at fault; it was simply a sudden incident. So, only afterward did they begin to make excuses for straying from the planned route.

Regret began to sweep across the old team leader's brow, and even though the cigarette choked his mouth, he couldn't let it go.

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Gao Cheng lit a cigarette and stood a hundred meters away, looking at the figure standing on the training ground of the regiment headquarters.

"Battalion Commander, should I... go and talk to him?" Shi Jin felt that the tone was a bit heavy, and he had to say it.

It was not just him who felt the heavy burden, but the entire 702nd Regiment.

Gao Cheng took two puffs and felt his throat burning. He threw it on the ground with his right foot and put it out. He coughed and said, "Lao San will be here soon. After all, he is a soldier in his company. Xu Sanduo is a soldier, a soldier of your Republic. What can't he overcome? A soldier must have awareness."

"For those soldiers on the border, every day could be their last. Do they complain?"

Gao Cheng sneered, "Don't worry about him! Go to the third company..."

His expression turned serious. "Look at that soldier. I have to give him a ride."

After saying that, Gao Cheng strode out of the regiment headquarters.

Shi Jin looked at Feng Yuxiu's back, hesitated for a moment, sighed, and followed him.

It's night.

Feng Yuxiu was still standing, and the blood on his body had turned black.

Wang Qingrui did not return to the dormitory, but stood at the window looking at the figure.

The meal served by the orderly on the table behind him had already gone cold.

It was not until after ten o'clock in the evening that Feng Yuxiu finally moved. No one knew what he was thinking as he stood there for nearly eight hours.

Wang Qingrui didn't know either.

After seeing Feng Yuxiu leave, Wang Qingrui turned around, sat at the table, and opened the file.

Looking at the black-and-white photo on the title page, Wang Qingrui's lips moved. "You're right, he does have a murderous aura about him, and he's not really suited to a grassroots company. The 702nd Regiment can't keep him, and forcing him to stay would cause trouble."

Only when he arrived at Old A, the aura of Feng Yuxiu could naturally fit in with the special forces.

Wang Qingrui slowly closed the file. "In peacetime, such soldiers are unfortunate."

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The third squad of the seventh steel company.

Feng Yuxiu was hanging upside down in the sky, his eyes fixed on the wall.

Boom! Boom!

The tendons and muscles in his body kept vibrating, and there were several steel needles inserted into his head.

His body began to bend at incredible angles, his skin turning black and red from the prolonged beating.

The curvature of the spine reached an extreme, compressed between paralysis and fracture.

Even though he was suffering such inhuman pain and torture, he did not show the slightest expression.

Until the body was bent into a ball of flesh, it gradually stretched out.

His body turned into a sharp sword inserted into a scabbard, which was now being pulled out from his spine.

【Northern Shaolin Yi Jin Jing】

This extremely painful technique is extremely powerful, and the instantaneous burst of power can even turn one into a human butcher.

His seven tendons and eight meridians have been fully mastered, and now the rest of his skills need time to be polished.

Only the Shaolin Yi Jin Jing can temporarily improve the body, combined with the previous internal energy breathing and conditioning.

His explosive power will reach a very terrifying level.

He was still too weak and almost died.

This is absolutely not allowed. Xue Lin's sacrifice made him understand that he had no right to slack off.

And this time he was completely unprepared. He relied on two daggers to fight his way out of the mountains. If he had been given a broadsword, those beasts would have died long ago.

Even if Xiahou Wu faced him, if he was unarmed and he was holding a large open knife, he would definitely be the one to die.

With the same strength, or even at a higher level, it is impossible for a person to defeat a person with weapons with bare hands.

In the previous life, the disembowelment of the Yi Jin Jing required a long period of preparation. The patient would be soaked in medicinal baths from a young age, and then the master would open the bones and remove the flesh.

He just held his breath and forced his chest open. The look in Xue Lin's eyes before his death deeply touched him.

It turns out that there really are people like this in this world, people who are willing to die for others.

In order to seek help, Xue Lin endured the despair of having his throat torn by a wolf and crawled forward several hundred meters.

He could have climbed a tree to hide, but he didn't.

In order to allow the Nanjing Military Region to detect the signal... to die.

Feng Yuxiu stared into the darkness. "Even for your comrades, don't come out. You're too crazy." "Weng Haisheng, you've had a split personality for a long time. Why are you pretending? I was the one who killed those wolves. Do you think a broadsword can work miracles? Those were thirty wolves. You weren't holding a machine gun."

The voice was so cold that it made people feel creepy and cold.

"I am the only one in this world. Those who fail will die."

Feng Yuxiu suddenly lost control and roared, "You killed Chen Xue!!"

"You're just a woman. I advise you not to lose your temper. It's your emotional side that's hurting you. If your schizophrenia is discovered by others, don't blame me."

Feng Yuxiu's sharp voice suddenly turned deep, "Don't force me to give you a tranquilizer!"

"Then it's up to you. You get sick when a short weakling dies. You're useless."

The night gradually deepened.

At dawn, the morning sun shines through the window.

Feng Yuxiu opened his eyes. This was the only morning he had slept for more than eight hours.

His spirit became very bad.

Even if you are reborn, mental illness will be carried deep into your soul.

A man born with a disability was abandoned by his parents, beaten by his master since childhood, and treated like a dog by his master's disciples.

He met a woman who didn't despise him, but because of him, he was forced to get cancer.

Moreover, he is a five-pointed star warrior with a complete martial arts fanaticism. It would be nonsense to say that such a person does not suffer from mental distortion.

He was finally healed by the army and gradually restored by Xu Baishun's two letters home.

Now, because Xue Lin died in front of him, the bad scenes from his previous life reappeared.

The real Feng Yuxiu could no longer suppress it.

Perhaps in that forest, Weng Haisheng appeared and felt sad.

But once it passed, that sentimental emotion dissipated, and the murderous demon Feng Yuxiu appeared.

This person has no bottom line.

After coming out from the banyan tree, he was always half and half.

He forcibly suppressed his rage and faced Shi Jin at the station. The one touching a rusty nail was Feng Yuxiu, but he suppressed him and threw away the nail.

After Shi Jin and Wu Liuyi sent him to the hospital, they met those thugs. That was the moment when Feng Yuxiu went completely manic.

After joining the army, his mania gradually subsided.

It was hysterical madness.

"Three more..."

Gan Xiaoning, Ma Xiaoshuai and Bai Tiejun were standing at the door of Class 3.

Bai Tiejun walked in with a lunch box in his right hand and a big grin on his face.

"We heard you were back, so the three of us went to the company commander's reconnaissance camp cafeteria to get some food. The food in this headquarters cafeteria is just different, it's exquisite."

Gan Xiaoning gave a wink, and Bai Tiejun said "oh" and quickly put the lunch box on the table and opened it.

There is braised beef on top and stir-fried garlic sprouts and pork on the bottom.

There was also a bowl of egg and tomato soup.

"Hmm~~~" Bai Tiejun closed his eyes and took a deep breath in ecstasy, "It smells so good! Come and try it, Sanduo."

Feng Yuxiu nodded, "I'm a little hungry."

The three of them looked at each other and showed joy.

I was afraid that I would suffer a huge blow and never recover, but now it seems that my mental state is pretty good.

Feng Yuxiu had not eaten hot food for a long time, and his abdominal cavity became sticky and shriveled.

At this moment, I was eating the hot food and soup in the lunch box in big mouthfuls, and suddenly I felt that the exhaustion in my body was gradually awakened.

"Let's go, let's go." Gan Xiaoning waved his hand quietly, and the three of them turned around and walked out quietly.

The company commander originally said that he would stay with me for a while, but now it seems that everything is fine.

As expected of someone who could survive a pack of wolves in the mountains, his psychological quality is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Feng Yuxiu has become the miracle of the 702nd Regiment. Some even say that he killed eighty wolves and made his way out.

Now he is already a top player in the Nanjing Military Region. He is back now to wait for promotion. He will be a commander in the future.

Feng Yuxiu did not go out for the past three days. The Yi Jin Jing strengthened all the seven tendons and eight meridians in his body, and the strength of the strengthening continued to increase explosively.

What made the Yi Jin Jing difficult was not his practice or his technique, but the opening of the chest at the beginning.

Why not many people are willing to try it? To practice this thing, you must be mentally prepared to fight to the death.

Because once the threshold fails, the whole person will be completely paralyzed and scrapped.

The first step in opening the body is to compress the spine. This is very difficult to control and must be adjusted by the practitioner himself.

At this point, even a master at the grandmaster level can only stand aside and pray for good luck.

Therefore, the explosive power bestowed by the Yi Jin Jing is tremendous.

But the consequences of failure are also fatal, which is why not many people are willing to practice.

Even if there are desperate people who go to practice, most of them will be paralyzed.

Feng Yuxiu was also in a manic mood that night, and he stomped Ling Men down with a fatal kick.

The skills that are associated with life and death are all awesome.

He slowly raised his head and kicked out violently with his right whip kick.

boom! !

A loud bang erupted from the third shift, spreading through the window gap and down the stairs.

The iron fence, as thick as an arm, was kicked into wrinkled thin sheets by his whip kick.

A light layer of air appeared on the surface of his skin, completely reducing the pain.

"Finally... I have some of the strength I had before."

Feng Yuxiu slowly stroked the scar on his face with his right hand, standing on the edge of moonlight and darkness, revealing a smile and cruelty.

(End of this chapter)