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

Chapter 231 Leaving Old A
"impossible!"

Feng Yuxiu's expression gradually changed from shock to calm.

He witnessed the bullet hit Li Xuanxuan in the head.

There is absolutely no possibility of survival.

That shot...it was certain death.

Yuan Lang didn't explain further, but just stared intently at Feng Yuxiu.

Feng Yuxiu's hands trembled slowly, and the muscles on his face began to twitch.

"impossible!!!!"

He completely lost his composure, took two steps back, and pointed at Yuan Lang, "You lied to me!! That shot hit her in the head!"

"It's impossible for him to be alive!!"

Yuan Lang remained calm as he watched the soldier who had finally shown emotion and acted like a normal person.

He was no longer as indifferent as a machine.

Yuan Lang took out a report from his pocket and handed it to Feng Yuxiu.

Feng Yuxiu maintained his distance, glaring menacingly at Yuan Lang through gritted teeth.

"This is the military region's analysis of the incident. The shot was fired from 1,680 meters away, which is far beyond the firing range. The main reason is that the shot was aimed at you, which could be due to air or other factors."

"The shot missed and hit Li Xuanxuan in the head."

Feng Yuxiu stared menacingly at Yuan Lang's outstretched right hand. The report was like a black hole, devouring everything around it and twisting the light around it.

He simply couldn't believe it was true.

Miracles never happen to him.

Yuan Lang is deceiving him!

"Look, everyone has to go through something to grow. You won't develop post-traumatic stress disorder, but you stubbornly believe that you want to do something and that you can definitely do it. You don't trust anything around you, and you always think you can do everything independently."

"The mistake in this matter is something no one wanted to see, and taking responsibility is often more unacceptable than executing the plan."

Yuan Lang tossed the document to Feng Yuxiu.

This time, it didn't fall to the ground like the gun.

Feng Yuxiu grabbed it, his right hand squeezing the document into a ball.

His gaze remained fixed on Yuan Lang's face.

"Look, this is the truth."

Feng Yuxiu slowly lowered his head, unfolded the document, and carefully examined it under the surrounding light.

Gradually, his body stopped trembling and became increasingly calm.

The silence made Yuan Lang frown.

This is not a good sign.

"As long as he's not dead." Feng Yuxiu closed the file expressionlessly, a look of relief appearing in his eyes.

It's no longer Li Xuanxuan's problem.

That damned bastard, that South American-looking mercenary!

He had never been so provoked! So humiliated!
Hatred came so quickly and so firmly.

Yuan Lang was stunned. "Don't you have anything to say? Li Xuanxuan isn't dead, but we don't know when she'll wake up..."

"Yes, this is the price. You also said that from the moment we enlist, we should be mentally prepared to accept this sudden price at any time."

Yuan Lang was completely stunned. "Your behavior and tone just now didn't suggest that."

"I owe nothing, and this will never happen again."

Feng Yuxiu said this sentence out of the blue.

This whole thing was a mistake from the start; none of the women around him have had a good ending.

Although Li Xuanxuan is alive now, you can no longer get close to her.

As long as you keep your distance, this misfortune will not affect those around you.

It was wrong from the start.

He's not strong enough! He's a weakling.

When did this weakling come about?
By the way, Weng Haisheng's personality, or perhaps this is the personality he's trying to escape from.

He was once split in two, which slowed down his progress.

Yuan Lang paused for a moment; he had never expected the conversation to be so difficult.

The soldier in front of me doesn't speak like a normal person at all; he seems to have jumped out of this parallel world.

"Retirement is not possible. After deliberation, the brigade has decided to grant you leave so you can rest for a while."

Yuan Lang pulled an envelope from his pocket and threw it over.

Feng Yuxiu looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Yuan Lang laughed, "No need for that expression. Since I can't get you to understand, I've decided to give you a month's leave, with a personal sponsorship of two thousand yuan. You can go anywhere to relax. Tell me your decision when you return to the team in a month."

“If you decide to stay, there’s something very important I want to do with you.”

"If you still intend to leave..."

Yuan Lang turned around and left without hesitation.

They didn't give Feng Yuxiu any time to continue speaking.

Two thousand yuan was a huge sum of money in those days.

I wonder how long Yuan Lang has been saving up.

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Feng Yuxiu sat in his dormitory staring at the envelope on the table and the crumpled document on the right.

In fact, he thought he would be happy to hear that Li Xuanxuan was alive.

At this moment, however, there was no ripple.

He didn't even go out to see her once; this wasn't escapism. This was—distance.

The team had all heard about Feng Yuxiu's holiday.

Wu Liuyi found Feng Yuxiu first and said with a smile, "I still have five or six days of vacation left. I plan to go back to Shangrongshu to see my family. What about you? Are you coming back with me?"

Feng Yuxiu shook his head.

Wu Liu paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's alright. Going back now with this mindset wouldn't be good. China is so big, travel around more. You'll definitely be in a better mood when you come back."

"Are you guys chatting?" Wu Zhe quietly walked in from outside, carrying a camera in his right hand. "You little rascal, the captain treats you really well, you can travel all over the country. So... take this camera."

"I don't have time. You go and take more pictures of our beautiful country so I can keep some as a memento. We're comrades, you should at least help me out, right?"

Wu Zhe gave the most expensive Sony camera to Feng Yuxiu, thinking that Feng Yuxiu would come back sooner or later.

I'll return the camera to him when I get back; at least he won't have run too far away.

Qi Huan bought a bunch of clothes and casual wear, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "Come and help me out. Times have changed so fast these past few years. I'm afraid you'll fall behind. Now there's this whole 'non-mainstream' thing... You can change into these clothes on the way."

Their hard work was actually just to say one thing: We're all waiting for you to come back, comrade!

Qi Huan hurriedly rummaged through his things, stuffing whatever he found into Xu Sanduo's luggage: "These are my super cool swimming trunks, but whenever we go into the water, we always wear the August 1st underwear!"
These are my Ray-Ban sunglasses, you can borrow them! My Ozark bag, you can borrow it! My fanny pack, you can borrow it! Sigh, all these years of saving up my first-year privileges, and you've used them all up.

By the way, here's my travel guidebook, which covers all the famous mountains and rivers in China, but I haven't had time to go yet. I'll lend it to you!

Wu Zhe, what else are you hiding? Hand it over!

"Oh, right!" Wu Zhe suddenly shouted, "San'er can't wear combat boots again, can he? You got my Reeboks too!"

Feng Yuxiu felt that things were too chaotic, and perhaps his current mindset was no longer suitable for staying in the army.

He felt no warmth whatsoever; his heart was as cold as an ancient ice cellar.

Perhaps many years from now, this condition will be called depression?

"Yes, yes, let San'er go on the trip for us all. Hey, give me a few of the underwear you gave out for Children's Day."

Qi Huan greeted him, then smiled and took an envelope from his pocket and placed it in front of Feng Yuxiu, "This is my private stash of money, not much, just a thousand yuan. Take a look."

Wu Liuyi was immediately embarrassed. He sent his monthly allowance home, so he had no money at the moment.

Wu Zhe noticed Wu Liuyi's embarrassment and quickly smoothed things over, "This is three thousand yuan, a token of our appreciation. Go and explore more, don't worry about buying anything. Maybe next time you come back, you'll stay for a long time."

"Don't worry about the money, a few thousand dollars is just pocket change for someone as rich as me. Don't give me face!"

Everyone, you tell me what to say, and I'll tell you what to say.

But their hearts began to feel heavy.

Because Feng Yuxiu remained expressionless throughout; he didn't even smile.

This soldier—he's useless now, at least for the time being.

Feng Yuxiu knew in his heart that his decision was irreversible.

Yuan Lang giving him a day off reminded him of where he was supposed to go.

Guangzhou!

His beloved school of teachers still exists today.

It's just that he's not here. The tragic memories of the previous life can't be forgiven just because he's not in this parallel world.

That old man is hiding an extremely powerful martial arts manual.

He wants to get it back; it's what he deserves, not something his cerebral palsy son should have to clean up his messes with.

So, the next morning, just as dawn was breaking...

Feng Yuxiu was forced out of the dormitory by Qi Huan and the others, who carried his belongings on their backs.

They stuffed whatever was valuable into it, believing that even if Feng Yuxiu couldn't get over it himself, he would at least come back to return the items.

As long as it's returned, there's a chance.

Once he's actually discharged from the military, given Feng Yuxiu's personality...

Sooner or later it will turn into a pile of shit and be digested by the earth.

When Feng Yuxiu got into the car and slowly drove out of the military region gate.

The group remained standing in a row.

Wu Zhe said, "Do you think that kid will come back?"

Qi Huan laughed and said, "Didn't you see how much stuff we stuffed in there? He'll be back sooner or later."

"What if they don't come back?" Wu Zhe asked worriedly.

Qi Huan sighed, "I don't know either. Did Liu Yi leave too?"

"Yes, he went home to visit his family. He hasn't been back to see his parents for many years."

Qi Huan had his eye on Wu Zhe.

Wu Zhe grinned, "Of course! Liu Yi was broke, so I, being a rich man, gave him some money. He's an old A now, so he should have a different kind of presence when he goes back. Buying some things for his family will also make him look good in the village."

Qi Huan glanced sideways and said, "Any rich person lend me some money? I'm planning to buy a building."

Of course, this was a joke. Wu Zhe laughed and walked towards the dormitory with his hands behind his head.

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"Captain, he's gone," Qi Huan reported from inside the office.

Yuan Lang, wearing a short-sleeved shirt, stood by the window smoking, his back to Qi Huan, and said, "It's good that he left. At least he's better off not saying anything."

"Are we... really going to let him go like this? He doesn't follow the rules." Qi Huan was still somewhat worried.

Yuan Lang turned around and laughed, "Who said he's alone? Everyone is nostalgic. I really miss running barefoot under the trees in the village when I was a child, the cool summer mats, the crisp birdsong, the gentle breeze, and the swaying willows..."

"Just thinking about it conjures up images of summer, so... someone will greet him. And this person is the one who had the biggest influence on him from the start."

Qi Huan was bewildered.

"The memories of the 702nd Regiment await him," Yuan Lang said wistfully, exhaling a smoke ring.

(End of this chapter)