Chapter 283: Obsessed!

That evening, in the company club, the third squad was cleaning their weapons.

"Squad leader, what's up with that new recruit in the fourth company? He's so fierce!" Cai Xiaoxin asked.

"I don't know, I guess it's some kind of grudge between him and He Chenguang, the new guy in our class!" Class monitor Huang said without looking up.

"They're all new recruits, what grudges could they possibly have?"

There is no love without a reason, nor is there hatred without a reason! There must be a cause.

"Hey! Squad leader, you've become cultured!"

"Read more books when you have free time, it'll be useful! Stop thinking about playing computer games all the time!" Squad Leader Huang smiled.

Cai Xiaoxin smiled shyly.

Squad Leader Huang suddenly shouted, "Stand up!" The whole class hurriedly stood up.

Company Commander Peng walked in, and everyone looked at the people behind him with great curiosity.

Company Commander Peng said calmly, "At ease. Third Squad Leader, this is Wang Yanbing, he's in your squad now."

Wang Yanbing stood straight, his eyes fixed straight ahead.

"Goodness gracious, what kind of show is this?"

"You guys had a little scuffle today, it's alright. Soldiers are all young men, it's inevitable that there will be some bumps and bruises. Comrades of the third squad, remember this: do not retaliate against the new recruits! You were all recruits once! If they don't know the rules, just teach them the rules! Um, Wang Yanbing, go!"

"Yes, Company Commander!" Wang Yanbing walked up to Squad Leader Huang, saluted, and said, "Good morning, Squad Leader!"

"Oh, hello!" Squad Leader Huang hadn't quite come to his senses yet.

Cai Xiaoxin looked at Wang Yanbing with a meaningful gaze.

Company Commander Peng glanced at him: "What are you looking at? You're a veteran now. Did the veterans of the Sixth Company ever bully you?"

"Report, no! The squad leaders all take good care of me!" Cai Xiaoxin stood at attention.

"Good to know, but don't pick up those nonsensical habits! Get back to work, there's a shooting test tomorrow, and everyone in the company needs to have their guns cleaned!"

"Yes, sir!" Sergeant Huang saluted, and Company Commander Peng left.

Wang Yanbing was standing there, about to say something, when Feng Yuxiu walked in from outside the door.

"I am now the new platoon leader of your company," Feng Yuxiu introduced calmly.

Squad Leader Huang was taken aback. "Greetings, sir. May I ask where our original platoon leader is?"

Feng Yuxiu said calmly, "They've gone to the Sharpshooter Fourth Company."

A hint of disdain flashed in Squad Leader Huang's eyes; it seemed this man had been demoted from the Sharpshooter Fourth Company.

I've only ever heard of elite soldiers who eagerly entered the Sharpshooter Fourth Company, but I've never heard of someone who came out of the Fourth Company.

It seems this person was too incompetent and was demoted.

"Are you all...deaf? Huh?!" Feng Yuxiu kicked over the stool and roared.

Squad Leader Huang was taken aback for a moment, then quickly stood up. "Greetings, Commander! We're all here. Stand up and welcome the Commander! Clap clap!"

The soldiers of the third platoon stood up and applauded, but their eyes didn't seem very convinced.

Class 1, Class 2, and Class 3 all have three rows, so why are you specifically targeting Class 3?

"Wang Yanbing, come out here for a moment." Feng Yuxiu said, then turned and walked out.

Wang Yanbing was stunned. Wasn't it said that this Platoon Leader Xu had gone to the Sharpshooter Fourth Company? How come he turned around and came to the Sixth Company?
Isn't this just changing policies every morning and evening?

But when he turned around, he understood. It seemed that he had offended the instructor during basic training, so he was assigned to the Sixth Company.

Wang Yanbing followed him out.

Squad Leader Huang stared at Cai Xiaoxin and said, "Watch your words. This platoon leader seems to have a bad temper. Don't go up there and get beaten up."

Cai Xiaoxin scoffed, "What kind of outstanding officer could someone who went from being a sniper in the Fourth Company to a platoon leader in our Sixth Company be?"

Squad Leader Huang shook his head, feeling that Squad One, Squad Two, and Squad Three would be severely disciplined in the future.

The platoon leader's tone at the beginning didn't sound like that of a friendly person.

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Training ground outside the dormitory of the Sixth Company.

Wang Yanbing stood ramrod straight, staring intently at the platoon leader.

Feng Yuxiu turned around and said, "Enough with the nonsense. I made a bet with Gong Jian. You and He Chenguang are the chips. Within three months, I will train you, and Gong Jian will train He Chenguang."

"Three months from now, the two of you will have a shooting competition."

Wang Yanbing frowned. "Platoon leader, He Chenguang has been handling guns since he was a child. He managed to put two bullets into one hole in less than half a month. I can't match his talent."

Feng Yuxiu stared calmly at Wang Yanbing, "Do you know why I chose you? Besides crying and making promises to the dead like a weakling, the most important thing is that you have no moral bottom line."

Wang Yanbing was stunned. "Platoon leader, why are you saying that about me?"

Feng Yuxiu sneered, "In order to get into the Sharpshooter Fourth Company, he would tell He Chenguang about his pitiful background every now and then."

"No, I didn't... I clearly discovered the truth." Wang Yanbing's eyes were filled with panic.

Feng Yuxiu stared calmly into Wang Yanbing's eyes. "You spotted He Chenguang's target. You know that his pause in the firing line wasn't a miss. You're not one of those new recruits, nor are you one of those inexperienced veterans who lack observation experience. You saw the last bullet hit the target."

Wang Yanbing fell silent.

“You have a similar personality to one of my former comrades-in-arms; he was also a selfish person.”

"Wang Yanbing, do you want to surpass He Chenguang? Do you want your deceased grandmother to see the glory of you in your military uniform? Or do you plan to forever look up to He Chenguang in his shadow and eventually become just another ordinary soldier? What is your choice?"

Every word Feng Yuxiu said made Wang Yanbing clench his fists, and his eyes changed.

"Platoon leader, please teach me! I want to surpass He Chenguang, I want my grandma to see that I've made something of myself! I want everyone who looks down on me to look up to me!"

"Platoon leader, I'm begging you!"

Wang Yanbing was trembling all over.

Feng Yuxiu leaned closer and carefully examined Wang Yanbing's face.

"Humiliated? Do you feel that your dignity as a seven-foot-tall man has been trampled on?"

Wang Yanbing trembled all over, his voice hoarse as he roared, "Yes, humiliation!"

Feng Yuxiu twisted his body and unleashed a powerful side whip kick.

boom!
A loud explosion resounded, and Wang Yanbing looked up sharply, then froze in shock.

A willow tree, as thick as a bowl, was kicked and snapped in half by a lazy man outside the dormitory. "Now, do you still feel humiliated? You weakling."

Wang Yanbing felt as if an electric current was coursing through his body. After a long pause, he stammered, "Platoon leader...you...your leg isn't broken?"

"Huh?" Feng Yuxiu was somewhat taken aback. He subconsciously glanced at the tree. Wasn't this the core power of strength and absolute hardness?

Why is Wang Yanbing focusing on this?

"Wang Yanbing, what is your decision?" Feng Yuxiu asked in a deep voice.

Wang Yanbing trembled slightly. "Platoon leader, I'll learn from you! I want to surpass He Chenguang! I want my grandma to see that I've made something of myself."

"No, that's not your reason. That reason isn't enough."

Wang Yanbing gritted his teeth and suddenly roared, "I want to become stronger! I want to make those neighbors who have looked down on me since I was a child fear me! I want to turn all their gossip and slander from childhood into fawning smiles!"

“Very good. For the next three months, I will teach you real shooting techniques. If you back out, I will break your legs.”

"This tree is your fate. I'm not the kind of soldier who's all smiles and gentleness."

Three months—three months is when he alarmed Fan Tianlei.

We'll know all the information about the scorpions then.

So far, all he knows is the word "scorpion".

All other information is blank.

"Go in. Starting tomorrow, I will personally teach you shooting at all other times, except for regular training."

Wang Yanbing was taken aback. "Platoon leader, what about rest?"

"What did you say?" Feng Yuxiu turned around expressionlessly.

Feeling a chill run down his spine under Feng Yuxiu's gaze, Wang Yanbing quickly nodded.

"Yes!"

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In class three.

Wang Yanbing stood there while the veterans began assembling their weapons on their own.

This soldier took down all these veterans during the day; there's bound to be a good show tonight.

"Kid, weren't you pretty cocky during the day? Why are you acting like a mule now?" Cai Xiaoxin sneered, glancing sideways at him.

"Report! Squad leader, I was wrong about what happened today, and I apologize to all the squad leaders!" Wang Yanbing said calmly and respectfully.

"An apology is all it takes? Let me tell you, you..."

boom!
Squad Leader Huang stood up and kicked Cai Xiaoxin in the back. "You private first class, now you've learned to threaten people? What did the company commander just say? Stop learning those nonsensical habits. Who did you learn them from? Stand up straight!"

Cai Xiaoxin quickly got up and stood up obediently.

"Squad leader, I was wrong during the day. I'm sorry." Wang Yanbing apologized honestly.

Squad Leader Huang asked with a smile, "What's your name?"

"Report, Wang Yanbing."

"A soldier needs guts, otherwise how can he be anything but? None of the guys in my squad could beat you, that's because you're tough, nothing more to say. Alright, Comrade Wang Yanbing, anyway, on behalf of the Third Squad, I welcome you. Come sit down. We need to clean up the guns; all the weapons in the company need to be cleaned tonight. Tomorrow is the shooting test. You learned how to clean guns in recruit training, right?"

"Reporting to the squad leader, I have learned it."

"Old Black must have taught you! Come on, let's see how well you've learned in basic training."

"Yes, squad leader." Wang Yanbing found a small stool and sat down.

Cai Xiaoxin tossed him a rifle: "Private, come on, give it a try!"

Wang Yanbing took the rifle and disassembled it swiftly and smoothly, arranging the disassembled parts neatly.

The veterans stared wide-eyed.

"Wow, that's impressive!" Cai Xiaoxin exclaimed.

Squad Leader Huang was overjoyed: "Hey! Let's install it and see, let's install it and see!"

Wang Yanbing quickly assembled the gun in one go, then inspected it: "Good!"

Squad Leader Huang picked up his weapon and pulled back the bolt to inspect it.

"There's something wrong with the firing pin of this gun," Wang Yanbing reported.

"Whose gun is this?" Sergeant Huang asked.

"Report, mine... there's a problem, I haven't had a chance to report it yet." Cai Xiaoxin quickly grabbed the gun.

"How did you know?" Sergeant Huang asked.

“Report! The gun told me!” Wang Yanbing replied confidently.

"You're just bragging! Guns can talk?" Cai Xiaoxin didn't believe it.

"Yes. Guns have lives," Wang Yanbing said, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Good lad! It took me seven or eight years to figure this out, and you understand it now! But talking about it isn't enough. We'll see your actual shooting skills in the shooting test tomorrow!" Squad Leader Huang exclaimed.

"Yes!" Wang Yanbing stood up.

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Late at night, Feng Yuxiu was still sitting cross-legged, his muscles bulging all over his body.

Large beads of sweat streamed down his forehead.

Gradually, under the moonlight, all the capillaries on the surface of his skin began to rupture.

It looked like a human stick covered in a layer of blood.

His abdomen, cheeks, and even limbs were swollen to more than twice their normal size.

This internal energy cultivation method is completely out of control.

At this moment, Feng Yuxiu felt as if a blower had been inserted into his fart, blowing him into a fat man.

"What the hell is this?!"

Feng Yuxiu opened his eyes, tears of blood streaming down his cheeks.

(End of this chapter)

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