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

Chapter 216 Even More Terrifying Training
A gentle breeze slipped in silently through the window, softly stirring the air inside.

The summer air carries a rare hint of coolness, as if nature were offering a gentle comfort in this solemn atmosphere.

Feng Yuxiu stood there quietly, his throat moving involuntarily, his gaze fixed on the imposing leader before him.

A ripple of unease stirred within him; he wondered what questions the commander would ask next, and how he should answer them.

Meanwhile, Yuan Lang, standing beside the commander, also stared intently at Feng Yuxiu, his heart filled with anticipation. He was eager to know how this soldier, who had performed exceptionally well in the exercise, would answer the commander's question.

The railway worker stood to the side, his brows furrowing slightly.

He hadn't expected that the commander would ask a non-commissioned officer such a serious and metaphysical question.

This issue involves the understanding of the country and its people, and goes beyond the scope of this exercise assessment, giving rise to a completely new and more profound topic.

In fact, this issue is no longer relevant to the current performance evaluation.

After all, Feng Yuxiu completed the assessment with a near-perfect performance in this exercise.

He broke through the encirclement with his powerful martial arts, proving his strength with a simple, brutal, yet effective method of "overcoming all methods with sheer force."

However, what is Feng Yuxiu's inner world like behind this powerful force? Has he, to some extent, concealed his true thoughts? In this era, such an excellent soldier, so well-suited for wartime, has emerged.

If this were during the War of Resistance against Japan, Feng Yuxiu would undoubtedly have been a true king of soldiers, a legend of his generation.

But now, can this soldier, who has only been in the army for three years, keep up with the astonishing things he has done?

Feng Yuxiu clenched his hands slightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.

His gaze seemed to pierce through the wall before him, gradually moving away from this completely concealed military base, his thoughts drifting into the distance.

For the nation and for the people, these two weighty yet sacred words, like two dazzling rays of light, pierced through the dark barriers deep within his heart.

In the dark void deep within his consciousness, Feng Yuxiu and Weng Haisheng, two completely different personalities, stood in the sunlight at the same time.

It was a strange and eerie scene, like a trial from the depths of one's heart.

Feng Yuxiu crouched down menacingly, a sinister smile spreading across his face, his eyes revealing a hint of evil and madness.

Weng Haisheng slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with determination and kindness.

The two personalities, one standing and one crouching, gradually approach each other, as if engaged in a fierce contest, or perhaps seeking a fusion.

Finally, after an internal struggle and internal conflict, Feng Yuxiu slowly spoke, his voice soft and slow, yet incredibly firm: "Loyal to the motherland, loyal to the people."

The commander was clearly taken aback; he hadn't expected the young soldier to give such a concise and general answer.

This answer, though simple, contains incredibly profound emotions and unwavering conviction.

"Alright, that's enough for now." The commander stood up, and Yuan Lang and the other officers hurriedly followed suit, their postures upright and their expressions solemn.

"Goodbye, Commander!" The men stood straight and saluted in unison.

The leader turned back to return the salute, then turned and left, his footsteps echoing in the empty room.

Feng Yuxiu looked puzzled, his brows furrowing slightly as he thought to himself: Did this leader come just to ask this one question?
The group sat down again, and Yuan Lang revealed a relaxed smile, with a hint of teasing in his eyes: "Xu Sanduo, your answer is really too official."

Railway interrupted with a laugh, "Isn't the question the leader asked also quite significant? It's about the same."

Yuan Lang smiled, looked at Feng Yuxiu, and asked, "Xu Sanduo, are you willing to stay in the Old A?"

Suddenly, the image of the departing octopus echoed in Feng Yuxiu's mind. It was a memory from his past, and also a shadow deep within his heart.

His illness had troubled his mind; the so-called split personality was nothing more than the interaction between good and evil within him.

In fact, there was never any Feng Yuxiu or Weng Haisheng; there was only his escapism.

Rather than saying Cheng Cai was running away, it would be more accurate to say that the one who was truly running away was himself. However, with his extraordinary abilities, he managed to transform running away into a relentless breakthrough.

"I'm willing," Feng Yuxiu answered without hesitation, his eyes revealing determination and longing.

-

In another corner, Cheng Cai silently packed his luggage and stood alone at the door.

His figure appeared somewhat lonely, just like when he left the Steel Seventh Company; he was still alone.

"Did I really make the wrong choice..." Cheng Cai's eyes reddened, tears welling up in them, as he muttered to himself.

His voice trembled slightly, filled with confusion and disappointment. Then, he turned and walked forward alone, his steps heavy, as if carrying endless pressure.

However, right at the gate, he met Yuan Lang.

Yuan Lang smoked a cigarette, gazing quietly at the distant mountains, which seemed to have been waiting for him.

"Captain..." Cheng Cai stopped and called out softly, his voice tinged with tension and unease.

Yuan Lang smiled, a hint of gentleness in his eyes: "In terms of command, there is nothing wrong with making choices. As an excellent commander, knowing how to make effective choices on a rapidly changing battlefield is inherently a very difficult thing."

Cheng Cai was a little confused. Yuan Lang had eliminated him, so why did he specifically say these things to him?

He frowned slightly, his eyes full of confusion: "Captain, I don't understand."

Yuan Lang offered Cheng Cai a promising direction, saying earnestly, "Cheng Cai, go to military academy. Your qualifications are more than enough for it. As your comrade, your choice makes it impossible for me to entrust my back to you, but it also shows the rare potential of a commander. In simulating such a realistic war, you are the only one who made that choice."

Cheng Cai choked up, as if something was blocking his throat. He swallowed hard and asked, "Can I still go back to the Old A Brigade?"

Yuan Lang shook his head, a resolute look in his eyes: "Don't come. Your talent is the best I've ever seen in shooting, but your mindset and choices can't be changed overnight. Go to military academy. You'll become a great commander."

Cheng Cai listened silently, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He nodded, then turned and left.

Regardless of whether he heeded Yuan Lang's advice, this farmer's son from Xia Rongshu Village in Henan ultimately left the Old A Brigade and embarked on a new journey. Watching Cheng Cai's departing figure, Yuan Lang felt a pang of emotion.

Soldiers are duty-bound to obey orders. As a soldier, you should be someone your comrades can trust to carry your weight on their shoulders.

This is a responsibility, and also a commitment.

-

In the logistics department of Old A, Wu Liuyi grinned and revealed a happy smile.

He was assigned to this place to recuperate. Although it was called the logistics department, it was actually a place where he could rest and recover in peace.

If he had participated in the Old A's assessment at the same time as Feng Yuxiu, given his injuries, he would have had to go back and be scrapped on the first day.

"What are you doing? I'm all better now, really, look, I can jump around now. They said I can participate in the next Old A training session," Wu Liuyi said excitedly, his face beaming with joy.

Feng Yuxiu squatted down and carefully examined Wu Liuyi's right leg, his brows furrowing slightly: "It's healed so quickly? Did you take some pills?"

Wu Liuyi laughed and said, "Let me tell you, Old A is indeed a special forces unit. Their medical resources are several levels higher than those of the grassroots units."

"Where's Cheng Cai? Why didn't he come with us?" Wu Liuyi glanced behind him and asked.

"I've been eliminated and am going back to Class 5 on the grasslands," Feng Yuxiu replied calmly, a hint of melancholy flashing in his eyes.

Wu Liuyi was clearly taken aback, sighed, and slowly said, "Actually, ever since he told the company commander at the gathering that he was going to the Third Company of the Red Army, I've always felt that he doesn't fit in with us."

"What about you? You won't have to be eliminated anymore, right?" Wu Liuyi asked sincerely, his eyes full of anticipation.

Feng Yuxiu shook his head and said softly, "No need."

"Good lad, we've got a special forces soldier from Xia Rongshu now!" Wu Liuyi punched Feng Yuxiu in the chest with a smile, his face full of pride.

"Come on, let's have some drinks. I know you don't drink much, so let's just treat this as a get-together for two fellow Henan natives. How about it?" Wu Liuyi was a straightforward person, and his honesty and frankness were exactly what Feng Yuxiu wanted to be around.

Feng Yuxiu smiled and nodded: "Okay."

-

Inside the room, Qi Huan frowned, intently studying the gun blueprints on his wall.

"Xu Sanduo, the truth is, although you stayed with the Old A, your physical abilities are outstanding, but your marksmanship is really terrible. Although I don't like Cheng Cai, compared to that, Cheng Cai is truly the best marksman I've ever seen," Qi Huan said while looking at the blueprints.

Feng Yuxiu frowned: "The captain said that starting tomorrow, I shouldn't participate in physical training, but instead he'll find someone for me to practice shooting with."

Qi Huan smiled, a hint of smugness in his eyes: "You guessed right, I'm a renowned sharpshooter in the Old A. Although I can't beat you physically, I believe you'll be completely crushed by me when it comes to guns. Physical fitness is one thing for soldiers, but firearms shooting is the most important. In this era, even if you were Lu Bu, you couldn't withstand a single shot from my Galil sniper rifle."

"Don't blame me for being nosy, but why didn't you see your girlfriend off when she left?" Qi Huan leaned forward and asked curiously.

Feng Yuxiu calmly replied, "They are all soldiers."

Qi Huan scoffed, pointing to the blueprints on the wall, and began to explain at length: "The Galil sniper rifle... Israeli military industry doesn't produce dedicated sniper rifles. They usually select the most accurate assault rifle from mass-produced units and modify it into a sniper rifle. This..."

Just then, Yuan Lang appeared outside the door, knocked gently, and said with a smile, "Gentlemen, are you discussing matters of state?"

Qi Huan laughed and said, "No, I'm just helping Xu Sanduo identify some military firearms and equipment."

Yuan Lang smiled and looked at Feng Yuxiu: "Xu Sanduo, come out here for a moment, I want to talk to you."

Qi Huan glanced at it and teased, "The captain is usually a chatterbox when he's having a heart-to-heart talk. Even the old ladies in the countryside can't talk as much as him. You're in for a lot of trouble."

Feng Yuxiu didn't say anything and silently walked out.

The bright moon hung in the sky, casting a cool, clear light. The sentry posts at several intersections stood there silently, like statues.

Yuan Lang smoked a cigarette, gazing into the distance, a deep look in his eyes: "You, ever since I met you, have always seemed to have something on your mind. Now that we're teammates, can you tell me what you've been thinking about all day?"

“No, I just don’t like to talk,” Feng Yuxiu replied softly.

"What the hell is your reason!" Yuan Lang turned around, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said angrily, "You say you're introverted? Let me tell you, there are no introverts in the army. Even if there are, the squad leader will kick them out of their extroverted state. You're like a landmine. You seem fine on ordinary days, but you explode when someone steps on you."

Feng Yuxiu sighed inwardly. Qi Huan was right; he was a chatterbox.

He was like a devil during the assessment, but now he's babbling on and on.

Yuan Lang's attempt to have a heart-to-heart talk ultimately ended in failure.

He pulled an armband from his pocket and handed it to Feng Yuxiu with a smile: "Here, congratulations on officially becoming one of us."

Feng Yuxiu took it, examined it carefully, and asked in confusion, "How come this is the same as my current armband?"

Yuan Lang laughed, a sly glint in his eyes: "That was just to fool you, otherwise you wouldn't be so wary. Look closely, there's a wolf up there, and its mouth is open. Yours is closed."

Feng Yuxiu was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but say, "You're really insidious."

"So-so. Wait for the next round of assessments, and I'll show you what cunning really means." Yuan Lang praised him somewhat sheepishly, but his face was beaming with a confident smile.

"Starting tomorrow, Qi Huan will teach you marksmanship, as well as foreign languages, military intelligence, infiltration, tactical operations, sniper positions, and a whole host of other tactical skills. This includes paratrooper training, naval infiltration, and beach landings. Do you know why we were able to wipe out the entire Blue Army? Because we are all-around capable. That's the confidence of special forces!" Yuan Lang said earnestly, a hint of authority in his eyes.

"In three months, your foreign language proficiency should reach level four, including English, Vietnamese, Cantonese, and major local dialects," Yuan Lang continued.

Feng Yuxiu was completely numb. Although he no longer needed physical training, the academic training sounded like a daunting task.

The path to becoming a special forces soldier is indeed incredibly demanding and difficult.

Yuan Lang said earnestly, "From now on, you will be Old A Xu Sanduo. Actually, you should be called Little A because our group is still very young, and many of us are far from being mature. We all treat you as our little brother, but we really hope that you can bring us the kind of spirit you upheld in the Steel Seventh Company."

Feng Yuxiu slowly grasped the wolf head epaulette in his hand.

(End of this chapter)