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

Chapter 262 Gao Cheng's Temper!
In the evening, Gan Xiaoning and Bai Tiejun walked in from the gate of the reconnaissance battalion with long faces.

Three police officers from the disciplinary squad followed behind him.

Shi Jin was introducing the reconnaissance battalion's bravery and modernization process to Feng Yuxiu.

Suddenly, he saw these two guys who were about to embarrass the reconnaissance battalion, and his expression instantly turned ugly.

"Platoon leader, have some decency. We're both squad leaders, after all," Gan Xiaoning pleaded with a forced smile.

Bai Tiejun kept his eyes fixed ahead, but his trembling lips betrayed his panic.

"Who is the leader of these two men?" the inspector asked.

“Shi Jin, platoon leader of the third platoon of the first company of the division’s reconnaissance battalion, these two are my soldiers.” Shi Jin stepped forward.

"Alright, these two are incompetent in their military bearing, give them a major demerit, and report this to the division headquarters."

After saying this, the inspector wrote down the name and turned to leave.

Shi Jin stared at the two of them. "Did I send you out to herd sheep? You've managed to bring back someone and even get the discipline of the reconnaissance battalion sorted out. You can go back now. I have nothing to say. We'll talk when the deputy battalion commander comes back."

Shi Jin remained the same kind-hearted man; he never showed a cold shoulder to his soldiers.

Gan Xiaoning and Bai Tiejun stood in front of Feng Yuxiu in an instant. "Squad leader, please, when the deputy battalion commander comes back, put in a good word for us, otherwise we'll definitely get a beating."

Feng Yuxiu gave a wry smile, "I'm not a soldier in the reconnaissance battalion, so how can I speak up?"

Knowing their good days were coming to an end, the two lowered their heads and walked toward their dormitory.

"March in step!!" Shi Jin suddenly shouted.

The two of them straightened their backs, raised their heads, and marched in perfect formation toward the dormitory.

"Being seconded is a good thing. It allows you to learn about the systems of other military regions, which will greatly benefit your future development."

Shi Jin expressed his approval of Feng Yuxiu's secondment to another military region.

Feng Yuxiu himself knew that Scorpion was now his nightmare, and if he continued to stay in Old A, his thoughts would become too extreme.

Sooner or later, he'll cause a huge mess, which is why Yuan Lang specifically chose him from among the many veterans.

He's a ticking time bomb; if he were placed in another military region, it would be like restarting the clock.

Moreover, only the Eastern Theater Command could find clues about the scorpion.

The question Shi Jin asked him most often was about Wu Liuyi's situation. Over the years of comradeship, Shi Jin and Wu Liuyi were like brothers.

Feng Yuxiu didn't mince words and told the truth honestly.

He arrived and met his former comrades-in-arms.

This is the most peaceful place he has ever been in his life, without scorpions, without Li Xuanxuan.

His life felt like it had just been rebooted.

Everything changed after I stepped out.

The sun set behind the mountains, and I gazed at the red glow on the other side of the mountains.

Gao Cheng drove in with a roar.

As soon as he got out of the car, he nodded to Feng Yuxiu, and then pulled out his belt from his waist as he ran.

The roaring sound shook the entire camp.

"Those damn bastards! Where are they? Where are those two bastards? Damn it, this advanced collective has been ruined by those two bastards for so long!"

"Do you know what the regimental headquarters said? Huh? Two of my soldiers, Gao Cheng's men, got chased by the military police at the train station. It's so embarrassing, so incredibly embarrassing!"

"Where is he? Get the hell out here! Damn it!"

Hearing the furious voice, Feng Yuxiu felt a tickle in his throat.

Even though he is now a second lieutenant, he is still a little reserved in front of Gao Cheng.

The temper brought about by this sense of oppression was something the romantic Yuan Lang lacked.

Gao Cheng never showed mercy when leading troops; he demanded absolute, all-out effort.

In the camp's toilet, Bai Tiejun and Gan Xiaoning squatted, trembling.

"Xiao Ning, please don't go out. Just let the deputy battalion commander calm down. If you go out now, he'll beat you so badly your own mother won't recognize you."

Gan Xiaoning nodded, but then closed her eyes and said, "This smell is too strong for my eyes. I don't know how they cleaned it. Look, there are maggots in it."

"Don't move. I'd rather eat shit than go out today. I know the deputy battalion commander's temper. He'll be fine once he calms down, but he's definitely not going out now."

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"Ma Xiaoshuai, Ma Xiaoshuai!!"

Gao Cheng roared furiously from the dormitory corridor. "Here!!"

Ma Xiaoshuai sprinted out of the dormitory and stood straight in front of Gao Cheng, saluting.

"Where is he?" Gao Cheng asked coldly.

Ma Xiaoshuai stammered, "Deputy Battalion Commander...who is he?"

"Ma Xiaoshuai, you're not a liar, so where are those two bastards?" Gao Cheng took two steps forward and questioned Ma Xiaoshuai face to face.

Ma Xiaoshuai's lips twitched. "Deputy Battalion Commander...the two of them came in, then went out again. I don't know where they went..."

Gao Cheng kept his eyes fixed on Ma Xiaoshuai.

“Or…maybe…not far…Deputy Battalion Commander, please don’t force me, we’re all comrades…” Ma Xiaoshuai simply closed his eyes.

"Alright, alright, you're loyal, huh? Fine, alright, you... come out here."

Gao Cheng sneered, and Ma Xiaoshuai followed him downstairs with a long face.

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Feng Yuxiu felt that Gao Cheng's temper was still as volatile as ever.

However, it was precisely this volatile temper that made this reconnaissance battalion even more formidable than the former Steel Seventh Company.

Wherever he goes, that's where the advanced troops are, and every soldier in that unit is a top-notch soldier; there isn't a single coward among them.

This is Gao Cheng's source of confidence.

The most awesome company commander in the Steel Seventh Company.

Feng Yuxiu walked into the toilet, loosened his belt to urinate, and was stunned when he glanced around.

Two ostrich-like heads peeked out from the left wall.

Gan Xiaoning and Ma Xiaoshuai stared at him expectantly.

Feng Yuxiu was stunned for a moment, then slowly lowered his head and continued urinating.

"Why are there so many flies here?" Feng Yuxiu shook himself after urinating, pulled up his pants, and walked out with a puzzled look.

Commander Bai Tie let out a sigh of relief, the strong breath rushing to his throat. He suddenly covered his mouth as if to cough, but Gan Xiaoning quickly covered it.

"Don't make a sound!"

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In the open space of the dormitory.

Feng Yuxiu stood beside Shi Jin, looking at Ma Xiaoshuai lying on the ground.

Gao Cheng, hands on his hips, pointed around and said, "Gan Xiaoning, Bai Tiejun, you two better not come out. Let your comrades take the punishment for you!"

"I'd like to see how long you two can keep hiding. Don't come out, whatever you do, don't come out!"

Gao Cheng turned around and stared at Ma Xiaoshuai, who was lying on the ground, his voice booming, "Ready for push-ups!"

Ma Xiaoshuai asked with a bitter face, "Deputy Battalion Commander, how many are there?"

"Three."

Gao Cheng said coldly.

Ma Xiaoshuai was overjoyed.

Feng Yuxiu looked at Shi Jin beside him.

Shi Jin sighed, "It's over, the deputy battalion commander is really angry. All three of them have come out. Ma Xiaoshuai is going to suffer."

"Come on, one!"

Ma Xiaoshuai braces himself with both hands on the ground, ready.

"do not move!"

Gao Cheng coldly rebuked him.

Ma Xiaoshuai's face suddenly turned ashen; he understood...

There are three... but they are three moving at a time.

These three actions are carried out step by step, and when they will end depends on the deputy battalion commander's commands.

He could probably support himself like that with his arms for five or six hours.

Three are more torturous than thirty thousand!

(End of this chapter)