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

Chapter 203 Eliminate, eliminate!

Feng Yuxiu was currently immersed in water, as if he had fallen into an endless dark abyss.

The water around him was like an icy python, tightly wrapping around him and pressing every inch of his skin.

His breathing became as weak as cotton, and the rise and fall of his chest gradually became steady from the initial rapidity.

His face turned horribly pale, the muscles beneath his skin began to swell, and the breath of life slipped away quietly like sand in an hourglass.

However, at this moment when he was on the verge of life and death, eight blisters suddenly appeared on his body, as if fate had given him a glimmer of hope in this desperate situation.

Each blister seemed to have life, moving across his skin.

As the bubbles moved, the temperature of his body surface rose rapidly and reached the limit.

Immediately afterwards, his chest seemed to be restarted by a mysterious force and began to rise and fall powerfully.

Under the dark and invisible water, he slowly opened his eyes, with a glint of determination and resolve in them.

He felt an unprecedented explosive power surging in his body, and his hands swam vigorously in the water, instantly creating a huge splash of water.

He swam forward at high speed like an agile shark, rushing towards the water surface.

"It's done!" Feng Yuxiu felt a surge of ecstasy in his heart. He finally broke through his own limits and achieved the skills and strength that he had dreamed of in his previous life.

Now, his body was no longer incomplete, but had become extremely complete, and his strength had risen by more than one or two levels compared to his previous life. All of these changes were entirely due to his body being intact and not having taken the wrong path again.

In his previous life, he took too many detours on the path of cultivation. Those wrong choices were like heavy shackles that bound his growth, causing his strength, which could have risen rapidly, to become crooked and unable to become stronger faster.

He once fell into a deep confusion. Without any good teachers or friends to guide him on the right path, loneliness and helplessness gradually distorted his heart, so that he went around looking for martial arts masters to challenge and fight, trying to prove his worth in this way.

At this moment, his breakthrough underwater is not only an improvement in strength, but also a redemption of the past and a way to regain control of his own destiny.

However, Feng Yuxiu's long stay underwater caused Yuan Lang and other Old As on the shore to fall into extreme panic.

Yuan Lang drove the speedboat like crazy on the water. All the Old A's jumped into the water and started a tense and anxious search.

In their opinion, being able to sink to a depth of ten meters, Feng Yuxiu was already in an extremely dangerous situation.

Yuan Lang's face was extremely pale. Although they had so-called casualty indicators in training, when he was really faced with the possibility of losing a team member, especially after more than a week of high-intensity and stressful training, his heart was filled with fear and anxiety.

He knew very well that if Feng Yuxiu really had an accident, he would most likely be court-martialed.

All the Old A's wore professional diving suits and carefully searched every corner underwater. However, they searched around and around but still couldn't find Feng Yuxiu's "body". Yuan Lang's heart sank gradually, and a feeling of despair, like a cold tide, drowned him.

He slowly looked at Qi Huan beside him, and they saw endless despair and helplessness in each other's eyes.

Just then, someone suddenly shouted, "Over there!" Yuan Lang spun around and saw Feng Yuxiu had already climbed ashore, clutching his soaking wet clothes. A surge of ecstasy washed over Yuan Lang, but at the same time, anger also burned within him. He sprinted to the shore, his eyes gleaming with fury.

Feng Yuxiu looked at Yuan Lang with a puzzled look, wondering in his heart: Who offended him?

"Why are you diving underwater?" Yuan Lang's voice was as gloomy as the dark clouds before a storm, full of depression and anger.

Feng Yuxiu frowned and calmly replied, "Reducing resistance allows you to swim faster." He didn't know how long it took him to break through underwater, but the explosive power he displayed afterwards was enough to prove his decision was correct. The time it took to swim from the point of entry to shore was exactly as he expected.

However, Yuan Lang didn't buy it. He clenched his hands and shouted angrily, "Deduct five points!"

Feng Yuxiu narrowed his eyes and said fearlessly, "Report to the instructor, the reason!"

Yuan Lang laughed in anger and shouted, "Reason? Changing the training program without authorization. I told you to swim to the shore, not to lurk there! Is that a good enough reason?"

"Everyone, get ashore immediately!" Yuan Lang's fury intensified. Standing on the shore, he roared at everyone in the water. He even took a Type 95 rifle from Qi Huan and began to fire wildly into the surrounding waters. Feeling the water splash around them, the trainees rushed forward like crazy in fear.

"Damn, this is a pervert. This is live ammunition."

"Who knew this thing could be so twisted? Never mind. I don't have many points left anyway."

Tuo Yonggang gritted his teeth. During the last shooting training, Yuan Lang had completely wiped out his initial resentment. Now, he dared not express any dissatisfaction with Yuan Lang's training. He knew that the deputy captain in front of him was a master who was hiding his true strength. Blindly provoking him would only lead to his own downfall.

Surprisingly, the only person to have points deducted during this swimming training session was Feng Yuxiu. Wu Zhe said soothingly, "Just keep calm. He's just a complete pervert. Why bother with him? You still have plenty of points anyway."

So, the next training session continued, and this time, the trainees had to face a more severe challenge - fighting against a speeding tank. This was the most basic skill of special forces, and also a huge test of their courage, wisdom and teamwork.

Feng Yuxiu looked at the Type 95 rifle in his hand, then glanced at the huge tank in the distance, secretly thinking about how to deal with it.

Bang! A puff of white smoke rose, and Tuo Yonggang was the first to be killed. He grinned, threw down his gun in frustration, and said helplessly, "Damn, this thing's blind spot is really hard to find. There's also a passenger seat inside."

Seeing this, Yuan Lang roared angrily, "For an experienced veteran, a single soldier with light weapons against a tank is no problem. Many veterans emerged in the later stages of World War II and the Middle East War, single-handedly destroying several tanks in a single battle. The key is concealment and finding blind spots. Everything has its weaknesses. You need to calmly find those weaknesses. The most important thing is how to stay calm."

The remaining forty-one people were carefully avoiding the tank's blind spots and corners.

The shooters and turrets on the tanks kept turning, like vigilant hunters, searching for their opponents.

However, they never found the trainees hiding in the dark.

Feng Yuxiu put the Type 95 rifle in his hand on the ground, and rushed out without hesitation in Wu Zhe's shocked gaze.

"Xu Sanduo, are you crazy?" Wu Zhe shouted in a low voice, and the roar attracted the attention of the surrounding soldiers.

Chengcai was lying in the corner, raising his gun and trying to shoot a bullet into the tank's shell.

But the driver on the tank was very experienced and could only turn the turret for no more than one second each time, making it impossible to aim.

Suddenly, a figure made Chengcai stunned. Feng Yuxiu completely repudiated the idea of ​​waiting for an opportunity and instead chose to take the initiative and confront the behemoth with his physical body.

Yuan Lang was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face. He said, "Look, this kid knows how to seize the opportunity. In individual combat, his experience and physical fitness don't require further training."

Qi Huan smiled and said, "Then you are still losing points in swimming."

Yuan Lang took a quick glance and said seriously, "He lacks a sense of unity and always prefers individual heroism. This will kill his comrades on the battlefield."

Qi Huan sighed and said helplessly, "That's the bad thing. Back in 702, Captain Wang Qingrui was always worried about this. I wonder if this kid is still developing, but his teenage rebelliousness seems to last longer than anyone else's."

"Adolescent rebellion?" Yuan Lang sneered and said firmly, "Sooner or later, I'll let him know what true comradeship means!"

"The target disappeared not long ago!" The deputy tank driver looked around anxiously and shouted.

“Search!”

"The other side is moving too fast, the observation hole can't keep up!"

"Move the tank and avoid him getting too close!"

At this moment, a figure rushed out from a close distance and rushed straight to the right rear of the tank. The shooter hurriedly turned the muzzle of the gun, but the figure had already grasped the hull and entered the blind spot of the machine gun.

"The man is already here!!!" "Go and fix it, get him out!"

The co-pilot gritted his teeth and said, "I'll take care of him!"

He climbed up from the turret with a submachine gun in hand, but the next second, his vision went dark. Feng Yuxiu didn't hold a gun, but instead slapped him on the chin. The co-pilot's head tilted and he lost consciousness.

Feng Yuxiu turned over and entered the tank. Just two seconds later, the originally roaring tank gradually stopped and a large amount of white smoke came out of it.

Feng Yuxiu climbed out of the cabin, carrying the tanker he had knocked unconscious. Yuan Lang clapped his hands in admiration and said, "Bonus points!"

He then looked at the trainees who were still dodging the tanks' blind spots and shouted, "See? Fighting alone against tanks with tactics like these is courting death. One round, and you're completely wiped out. Take the initiative, find weaknesses, and use unconventional tactics. That's how special forces think."

"Let's get going, next round!"

The trainees were all smart people; they were easily defeated. The second round began quickly. The second trainee was a bit less ruthless. His first shot killed the tank's gunner, his second hit the tank's antenna, his third hit the periscope, his fourth shot killed the assistant gunner who was trying to regain control of the machine gun, and his fifth shot destroyed the commander's periscope.

The tank simply stopped, the turret kept buzzing, but it couldn't find the target.

The invisible shooter methodically fired at the tank's external fuel tank one shot after another until white smoke came out of that part and the tank commander was forced to get out of the vehicle and extinguish the fire manually.

The result, of course, was that the driver also emitted white smoke.

At this point, the tank had lost its combat effectiveness, but the invisible gun was still fighting against the tank that was charging left and right.

Yuan Lang glanced at them, frowned, and said, "Okay, stop, you win."

At this time, the gunshots gradually stopped, but there was still no movement.

Yuan Lang then sighed, his eyes revealing undisguised praise, and said, "41, come out. No points will be deducted."

Chengcai stood up from the leaves and weeds holding a sniper rifle.

Every word Yuan Lang said was a trap. If Chengcai had stood up just now, his sniper attempt would have failed.

The assessment was over, and a serious look appeared on Yuan Lang's face. He had said from the beginning that he only wanted elite soldiers. Most of these forty-two people were redundant, and he had to conduct a brutal screening.

Looking at the soldiers standing in neat rows before him, Yuan Lang, wearing sunglasses, spoke: "Eleven out of forty-two passed today's test. I am very satisfied with this result. You were able to conquer the tangible obstacle of the tank today because you first conquered the invisible obstacles in your hearts: fear, panic, preconceived notions, and overestimating the enemy, which prevented you from realizing your potential."

Most of the people were still emitting white smoke, and Wu Zhe was also among them. In fact, as a genius, he was still very poor in his ability to actually go to the battlefield, and his score was not much.

Qi Huan slowly lowered his head. In today's assessment training, the scores behind some people's names had turned negative. Without hesitation, he wrote two words behind these names with red ballpoint pen: Eliminated!
And Tuo Yonggang was among those eliminated.

Out of forty-two people, only eleven were left! Thirty-one people were eliminated in this one go!

Tuo Yonggang put on his original air force camouflage uniform and lowered his head to put on his lieutenant epaulettes.

He bent over and carefully packed his luggage, and every movement seemed so heavy and reluctant.

Then he stood up, gave a forced smile, and looked at Feng Yuxiu and the other two.

"I'm going now. It's been a pleasure meeting you all, and a pleasure to be with you these past few months. But I don't want you to see me off."

"I'm just not used to Old A dying."

Wu Zhe was stunned for a moment, a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes, and he said, "I will miss you."

Tuo Yonggang didn't say much; he'd never been one for sentimentality. He shouldered his luggage, stood at the door, and looked out. In the corridor stood a dozen or so eliminated soldiers, their faces filled with disappointment and resentment.

He turned around, showing his teeth and forcing a smile, "Goodbye, my two little brothers, and goodbye, Lieutenant Colonel."

Chengcai stood up, straightened his posture, saluted, and said, "Goodbye, Chief!"

After putting on the epaulettes, Tuo Yonggang became a lieutenant officer.

Chengcai is determined to never miss out on anyone who can help him, even if it's just a matter of meeting someone one day and helping them out because they look familiar. He believes that building relationships bit by bit will be very useful.

Tuo Yonggang smiled wryly and said, "41 and 42, I'll write these two numbers on the wall when I return to the airborne troops, so I can teach myself what it means to be down-to-earth. I always look down on everyone and always want to stand out."

Feng Yuxiu took a look and said, "It's okay to show off, but it has to match your strength. If you're truly powerful, showing off will only draw envy from others."

Tuo Yonggang was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and said, "Goodbye, Xu Sanduo."

Tuo Yonggang turned and walked out, closing the door behind him. The three of them suddenly felt that the room had become very empty. When Tuo Yonggang was here, he was always so talkative and full of energy, but now he had been eliminated without knowing it, and under such heavy pressure from Yuan Lang, his points were gradually deducted.

"I want to quit too." Wu Zhe suddenly said, with a hint of fatigue and helplessness in his voice.

Chengcai was stunned for a moment, then said in surprise: "You have passed most of the tests."

Wu Zhe sighed and said with some regret, "I'm eleventh overall. To be honest, I'm actually last right now. I've been used to being No. 1, first place, my whole life. This score is a failure for me."

Feng Yuxiu glanced at Wu Zhe, sneered, turned around and lay on the bed with his eyes closed, thinking to himself: What a pretentious guy.

Chengcai hurried forward to comfort him. He could express his concern to Tuo Yonggang, let alone this 23-year-old lieutenant colonel. If there were no other accidents, this might be the only time he would live with such a person in his life.

It would be unrealistic to expect such a being to live with him and talk with him in the future.

This is the ceiling for ordinary soldiers, and it is also the ceiling for most officers after graduating from military academies.

"There are only two points left in my scorebook. If I fall behind during a march, the score will be deducted. I feel very tired. This place is not suitable for me." Wu Zhe shook his head, a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Chengcai quickly used his weak persuasiveness and said, "You have to get the scores, but the scores don't mean anything."

Suddenly, Wu Zhe smiled, his smile showing a hint of relief and determination. He said, "If it were in the past, I would definitely leave, but now, I am really reluctant to leave. Because there are two young non-commissioned officers from the infantry regiment, and they have done many things that surprised me.

I'm a bookworm who loves to play with spiritual powers. I'm used to searching for them across five thousand years and a hundred thousand miles. I wanted to find out where these two young officers, who haven't read a thousand books, got their spiritual powers from. I decided to stay and study them."

Chengcai was silent for a moment, thinking to himself: Spiritual strength? It was more like his vanity at work. He didn't want to go back to Grassland Squad 5 and face those defeated soldiers. He also didn't want his father to bow his head before the old ruffian from the Xu family.

Xu Baishun's business was growing, and the five-guarantee household had become a wealthy man. His idiotic elder brother had even started looking for a college-educated wife.

For Chengcai, jealousy was stronger than any other motivation. That family was the guardians of the village, so how could he be outshined by them?

As for Feng Yuxiu, he was a pure reckless man. As long as he wanted to make progress, no one could stop him.

In Yuan Lang's training, Feng Yuxiu ranked first in the total score, while Chengcai ranked eighth.

But Yuan Lang said that he only needed a single-digit number of people.

Eleven people exceed the number of a combat team, and this number must be reduced.

(End of this chapter)