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

Chapter 252 Estonia
In the dimly lit, cramped room, the air seemed to have frozen.

The gang leader glanced coldly at his henchman beside him, his eyes like two sharp ice blades, filled with chilling coldness and utter mockery.

"Hmph, you want to go out and surrender? You idiot, you'll expose me as soon as you go out. What, you want to betray me now?" The boss's voice was deep and cold.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a homemade gun was swiftly pressed against his younger brother's temple, the chill of the muzzle penetrating his skin and reaching his very bones.

"You heartless bastard, who let your parents live in a Western-style house in the county town? Who rescued you from the coal mine? Huh? You dog, how dare you betray me! Go to hell!" The eldest brother's voice was distorted with anger, like the roar of a wild beast.

The younger brother was so frightened that his whole body trembled violently.

Fear overwhelmed him like a tidal wave, causing him to lose control of his bladder and bowels. A pungent stench of urine quickly filled the small space, making people nauseous.

Just as the younger brother thought he was about to die on the spot and closed his eyes in despair, waiting for death to come, a sound like thunder suddenly came from outside.

The weather was perfectly clear, with the blazing sun high in the sky, radiating dazzling light, and the temperature reaching a scorching 28 degrees Celsius. It was unbearably hot, so how could there possibly be thunder? Before the younger brother could even react, he saw his boss's body begin to undergo strange changes.

First, ripples appeared on his head, like a stone being thrown into a calm lake. Then, the surface of his body began to disintegrate from top to bottom, as if it were being torn apart by an invisible force.

The underling watched helplessly as his boss's body was torn to pieces. Thick flesh and salty liquid splattered all over him like a fountain. The hot, pungent liquid had a nauseating smell, instantly making the underling's stomach churn.

Fear instantly gripped his entire being. His body was still in a state of extreme terror, yet his legs moved involuntarily towards the window, his hands flailing frantically, and he let out a piercing scream: "I..."

However, before he could finish speaking, another deafening roar erupted, as if the heavens and earth were howling, and the entire building trembled violently.

This time, the younger brother followed in his boss's footsteps, his body shattering into pieces like broken glass.

Feng Yuxiu put away his weapon with clean, swift movements, without a single unnecessary motion.

He turned and sat back in the helicopter, his tone as calm as a still lake, and said, "Get down, squad leader."

The driver's face was slightly pale, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He couldn't help but swallow.

He had been on missions for many years and had seen all sorts of bloody and tragic scenes, but this was the first time he had ever seen anything like it.

The sturdy brick and concrete structure was easily penetrated by the weapon, as if it were made of paper. This powerful force filled him with shock and fear.

On the ground, a large number of armed police and members of the "Old A" unit quickly gathered, like a tide, tightly controlling every corner around them and leaving no blind spot unchecked.

Feng Yuxiu stared silently at Qi Huan, who was being urgently carried onto a stretcher, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Qi Huan's body was half-blackened by the explosion, covered in black char marks, and emitted a pungent odor.

Beneath him was a jewelry store clerk, pale-faced, her eyes filled with fear and gratitude.

Qi Huan was the first to notice that something was wrong with the two thugs and approached them without hesitation to question them, which led to the homemade explosive charge being thrown at him. He was the first to be hit and suffered the huge impact of the bomb.

Most of the other people were also affected, but fortunately none of them were in life-threatening danger.

Cheng Cai had not yet recovered from the brutal battle. He squatted in the corner, his body trembling slightly, his face as pale as paper, and he kept gagging.

For him, who was participating in real combat for the first time, the bloody scene in front of him was like a nightmare, deeply hurting his heart. It was really not easy for him to have survived until now.

On the second floor of the hotel, the armed police captain stood before the two pools of bloody, mangled remains, his brow furrowed, his eyes filled with doubt and shock.

"The special forces are really decisive... What kind of weapon do you think they used? Was it a cannon? Or a grenade?" he asked doubtfully, his voice tinged with uncertainty.

"Never mind, let's call the forensic doctor to come and handle the scene," a team member said helplessly, his eyes revealing a hint of fatigue and resignation.

Inside the city hospital, the air was filled with the smell of disinfectant and the white walls. The members of Old A waited anxiously outside the operating room.

Some paced back and forth, while others stared intently at the operating room door, their eyes filled with worry and anticipation.

Feng Yuxiu's face was gloomy, and his eyes stared blankly at the white wall.

He began to reflect on himself. Had he been slacking off lately? Had he relaxed his training of physical fitness and perception because of a powerful weapon like WO3? He hadn't even noticed such an obvious oversight.

In his previous life, when he was a criminal, he had used this kind of trick of luring the tiger away from the mountain countless times, but now, he had stumbled in the face of this simple routine.

It's all my fault for relying too much on firearms. I thought that if I could take down the enemy with one shot, I wouldn't need to go through the hard physical training.

This idea was extremely wrong, he silently warned himself.

Two hours later, the red warning light in the operating room finally went out, the door slowly opened, and a nurse pushed the operating table out.

"Which of them are Qi Huan's relatives?" the nurse asked, her voice soft and calm.

“We are, we are his comrades-in-arms.” The members of Team A surrounded him, their eyes filled with concern.

"Nurse, how is he?" the team members asked anxiously.

The nurse smiled and replied, "It's nothing serious. It's mainly burns and some cuts and bruises, as well as skin and tissue contusions caused by gunpowder. Your right arm is broken and has been pinned in, and you also have a concussion."

Everyone was stunned. They had witnessed the power of the homemade bomb firsthand. Windows around the street were shattered. It was unbelievable that Qi Huan, who was so close to the epicenter of the explosion, had only suffered some non-life-threatening injuries.

However, Yuan Lang's arrival that day made all the members of the temporary team look grim.

Yuan Lang was tall and had sharp eyes.

"You're a disgrace! A bunch of disgraceful bastards! An old A squad, dealing with just three small fry, and even getting the vice-captain injured!" Yuan Lang stood in the ward without any mercy, pointing at everyone's foreheads and shouting angrily. His voice was like a booming bell, echoing throughout the ward and making everyone's ears ring.

"Why didn't you shoot and remove the tires immediately when the car drove out of the jewelry store? Why did you have to let that car go so far? Are your guns just fire pokers? Huh? Answer me!" Yuan Lang's voice was full of anger and dissatisfaction, and his eyes swept over the crowd like sharp swords.

Yuan Lang slowly turned his gaze to Cheng Cai and questioned, "Gun King? Your marksmanship could have easily killed the driver. He blatantly took off his hood to provoke you, and you still let him drive away?"

Cheng Cai hesitated for a moment before replying, "Report! It was Qi Huan who told us not to fire rashly."

These words acted as a fuse, completely igniting Yuan Lang's anger.

“Tell me, why were you sent on this mission? How is your approach any different from the other armed police? Even if I brought a herd of wild boars, their sheer presence would be enough to scare these three bastards into submission. Your intimidation is less than that of a herd of wild boars!” Yuan Lang roared, his eyes wide with rage, his face flushed red with anger, as if he were about to explode at any moment.

Then, Yuan Lang stared at Feng Yuxiu and said coldly, "Fire earlier next time." Feng Yuxiu immediately stood up straight, like a javelin, not daring to utter a single rebuttal.

He knew in his heart that Yuan Lang was right.

Once the car started moving from the gold shop, they should have immediately opened fire and removed the tires. This would have made the car an easy target, at least allowing them to kill the driver on the spot. After all, the assailant had already revealed his face, so they wouldn't have accidentally killed him.

At this moment, Qi Huan, who was lying in bed pretending to be asleep, suddenly saw Yuan Lang turn around and look at him. He hurriedly closed his eyes and turned his body to the side of the window, his movements appearing somewhat flustered.

"Stop pretending. You've participated in so many real battles, how could you capsize in such a small ditch?" Yuan Lang saw through Qi Huan's pretense at a glance and said mercilessly, his tone laced with sarcasm.

Qi Huan opened his eyes awkwardly and said with a forced smile, "Captain... I just wanted to give these new and old A team members some practical training opportunities. I was careless for a moment."

"Careless?" Yuan Lang sneered. "Because of your carelessness, you almost lost your lives here! When facing criminals, the primary principle is to kill with one blow. Did you think this was child's play? From now on, you few will participate in the next batch of rookie training missions again. Reflect on your mistakes and we'll teach you a lesson for your slackness!"

Upon hearing this, everyone hung their heads, not daring to refute.

"Chengcai, you're actually quite good; you can react immediately."

Qi Huan sat up, leaning against the pillow, and encouraged them with a gentle smile on his face and eyes full of encouragement and affirmation.

Cheng Cai nodded silently, a hint of confusion still lingering in his eyes.

He still hasn't recovered from that bloody scene. It's the first time he's seen such a cruel sight, and it will take him a long time to accept it.

He then looked at Feng Yuxiu and said, "Go ahead. I believe you and the captain can perfectly fight for a good ranking for us."

Feng Yuxiu nodded and turned to leave. His steps were firm and powerful, and his back view revealed a kind of tenacity and courage.

Qi Huan sighed and closed his eyes. This time, apart from the teller who was killed at the beginning, none of the other civilians were injured.

It was already a pretty good ending, but for Old A, it was still very unsatisfactory.

For three small fry to be able to injure even the executive deputy captain of Old A's squad is an utter disgrace.

This is something Yuan Lang absolutely cannot accept.

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The following month felt like a long and cruel nightmare, with everyone, including Cheng Cai, under immense pressure to begin training.

They returned from the special forces to the torment of basic training, no, to the immense pressure of the Old A assessment, even more rigorous and difficult than before.

Cheng Cai hadn't adjusted his murderous intent before the pressure completely overwhelmed him.

Every day before dawn, he would be woken up to begin high-intensity physical training.

Long-distance running, push-ups, sit-ups, one after another, seemingly without end.

Aside from sleeping, he trained constantly, leaving him no free time to think about anything else. His body and mind were pushed to their limits.

Feng Yuxiu became even more abnormal, compressing his seven meridians and eight extraordinary meridians to the extreme every day, and fully unleashing the power of the Yi Jin Jing's mental techniques.

He was like a tireless machine, constantly pushing his limits.

On the training field, his figure moved like a ghost. Under the immense pressure, white steam rose from his entire body, yet he showed no sign of stopping.

Under such grueling training, his physical strength and muscle protein were depleted at an alarming rate.

He can cook a whole basinful of food by himself, and he even eats steamed buns from a large plate. His appetite is astonishing, and only in this way can he replenish the enormous energy consumed during training.

Qi Huan needed to stay in the hospital for a long time, which meant that Feng Yuxiu was alone and simply stopped sleeping.

He only needs three hours of deep sleep a day, and he can withstand the inhuman training pressure by frequently replenishing his energy.

Carrying a heavy load for 50 kilometers every day is the norm, including nighttime jungle crossings and tactical training.

In that dark jungle, he traveled alone, enduring mosquito bites and harsh conditions, constantly improving his tactical skills and survival abilities.

With half an hour left in the countdown.

Yuan Lang finally managed to bring together the team that was set to depart.

The team consists of Yuan Lang, Feng Yuxiu, Cheng Cai, and Wu Zhe.

"In two weeks, on August 1st, we will be going to the Republic of Estonia to participate in an international competition. This time, we will be representing the entire Chinese Military Region. Therefore, this is a national honor that cannot be lost." Yuan Lang's voice was serious and firm.

“Our group consists of all of you here today, and the attrition rate in international competitions is sixty percent. You can write to your families, but please be mindful of confidentiality regulations,” Yuan Lang continued.

"There is no choice, no option to withdraw. This is the glory of Chinese soldiers!" Yuan Lang's voice resounded throughout the room like a booming bell.

"Chengcai, our team was able to come back alive and win such a great honor. You deserve at least a first-class merit." Yuan Lang looked at Chengcai.

Yuan Lang had no worries about Feng Yuxiu and Wu Zhe; one was a muscle-bound soldier king with powerful physical strength and combat ability.

One is a true genius whose execution ability is more terrifying than any concept, capable of making the right decisions quickly in complex situations.

Cheng Cai, however, remains a selective beneficiary, which worries Yuan Lang.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Cai's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

"Get ready, everyone. We're leaving for Europe in two weeks!" Yuan Lang shouted.

"Yes, we guarantee to complete the mission!" the four answered in unison.

(End of this chapter)