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

Chapter 327 Ape Strike Technique, Return to the Eastern Theater Command
In the middle of the night, a figure sneaked inside.

Wang Haisheng pushed open the door and looked at the wall by the moonlight.

"No!! No no no! No no no! Where are my things! My things!"

Wang Haisheng was no longer calm; he frantically groped along the wall like a madman.

"My darling! My precious baby! I haven't mastered it yet! My heart and soul!"

In that instant, he cried out in a ferocious and frenzied manner, more so than when his son died.

"Who took it! My darling!!"

"The first half of the Demon Subduing Skill is also missing. It must be that kid! I'll remember your face! China is so big, I must find you! My precious baby, whom I finally got!"

But when he pulled a box out of the pit, Wang Haisheng slumped to the ground, revealing a sinister sneer.

"They came for me, specifically for my baby."

"And those two bastards, they're still alive, they must know the thief's secrets! It's alright, I'll find you and slowly pry it out of you!"

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"So, you went to Guangzhou to visit relatives and, incidentally, wiped out a criminal gang?"

In the Old A Brigade, Yuan Lang, his right hand trembling, loudly questioned Feng Yuxiu.

Feng Yuxiu remained expressionless. "Yes, Captain."

"The Ministry of Public Security has sent a commendation for you solving several cold cases in one go. I really underestimated you. I repeatedly told you not to get involved in things you shouldn't, and yet you ended up with several lives on your hands. Of course, the action itself was right, but your behavior was terrible. I heard there were guns involved? What if you get injured? Huh?"

Despite Yuan Lang's reproach, Feng Yuxiu remained expressionless as he gazed out the window.

"Alright, alright, if I could convince you, you would have become the political department's propaganda template long ago. It's because of your unpredictable personality that you've missed countless opportunities."

Yuan Lang turned around and walked to the table, casually picked up a box and threw it over, "Take a look, this is your commendation order from the Eastern Theater Command, second-class merit."

Feng Yuxiu glanced at it and looked up, "Hmm."

"Right, right, I forgot. You've received a first-class merit, this little bit of honor is like drinking plain water to you. Go on, go on, there are still a few good days left. When the time comes, hurry up and go to the Eastern Theater Command, don't let anyone call to urge you."

"Yes, Captain."

Feng Yuxiu turned and walked out.

Yuan Lang suddenly started punching the air in the office, yelling, "Look at that deadpan face of his! So what if he took down a criminal syndicate? Yes, he should be proud! Can't he just smile? I don't owe him anything!"

"Forget it, let this kind of elite soldier be. Keep a calm mind. Wu Zhe is right, just treat him like a talking NPC, why bother getting angry with him?"

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On the way back, Feng Yu sent the money that Cheng Cai and Wu Liuyi had given him back via post.

The two of them were isolated from the world in Old A, and they still held the same old ideas.

"Wasn't it a two-week vacation? Why are you back now? Didn't you go sightseeing?"

Inside the dormitory, Wu Zhe put down his comic book and asked in surprise.

"There's nothing to see here," Feng Yuxiu said calmly.

"What are you saying? Why don't you go see your angelic partner? Hahaha... Ah... Ha... Ha..." Wu Zhe's smile gradually turned awkward as he looked at Feng Yuxiu's indifferent gaze.

"forget it."

Feng Yuxiu turned around and went into his dormitory, then leaned against the door after closing it.

He took out the antique painting from his pocket and spread it out.

"The Ape Strike Technique is divided into two types: Sun and Moon. One type involves rising up in the sunlight, focusing on the body shape, transforming into a white ape that leaps and bounds, its shadow still while its body moves. The daytime version is the most unparalleled movement technique in the world."

"The Moon Ape is a creature that kills under the moon. Every night, the white ape opens its eyes and transforms into a killing beast. It can control true qi and is only for grandmasters."

Feng Yuxiu frowned. "What kind of nonsense is this? It's like a martial arts novel."

His Demon-Subduing Skill was simply teaching him how to open up his meridians; it was a detailed description of how to do it.

However, these descriptions of the Ape Strike Technique are far too outrageous.

Although in their previous lives, those old and disabled martial artists insisted on determining a winner.

The annual exchange meeting serves two purposes: firstly, to promote traditional culture through government subsidies.

The second reason is to give an explanation to the higher authorities, or to continue this subsidy.

Over the course of several years, a series of martial arts guidelines were developed.

It categorizes modern martial arts or physical fitness into several subcategories.

Beginner, advanced, acquired master, innate master, grandmaster, great grandmaster.

Feng Yuxiu is currently only a newly initiated master, and there are no ways for him to advance to the level of a grandmaster.

It's probably just something those martial artists imagined.

In fact, since the founding of the People's Republic of China, there have been very few innate masters since the 90s.

They all fucking ran off to the other side.

Most of them are beginner-level exercises.

Of course, there are also some grandmasters who survived from the late Ming Dynasty.

However, as they grew old and exhausted, they were no match for a group of thugs wielding knives.

Over time, apart from a few well-established organizations, martial arts gradually declined.

Unexpectedly, he saw the name "Master" in this ancient painting today.

Feng Yuxiu looked at it for a long time but still couldn't believe that this thing was something Wang Haisheng had practiced.

However, upon closer examination of the scene of Wang Haisheng's escape, his movements match the description of the white ape in the Ape Strike Technique.

However, he probably couldn't use the Moon Ape's killing techniques during the day, or rather... Wang Haisheng hadn't even successfully trained the Moon Ape. Feng Yuxiu rubbed his temples, "This thing... is too outrageous."

Although Feng Yuxiu witnessed Wang Haisheng's skills firsthand, he was still quite shocked.

If this thing can be produced, then what was the point of his past life fighting those acquired masters with his fists and kicks? What was the point of him smashing steel pipes with Xiahou Wu in the middle of the city?
Is it a contest of who is stronger?

Feng Yuxiu carefully put away the Ape Strike Technique manual; he was safe in the army.

Wang Haisheng was not a master at all, otherwise how could he have seen him run away?

I've never met a true master, but he must be incredibly powerful.

The speed and agility of the Japanese ape were so terrifying that they shocked Feng Yuxiu's worldview.

So what about the Moon Ape? Is its power even greater than the Demon-Subduing Skill?
For the next few days, Feng Yuxiu studied this ancient painting.

He wrote down every word on it, but the image of the white ape gazing at the moon just seemed increasingly awkward to him.

"There must be a way. Even someone like Wang Haisheng, who indulges in drinking, gambling, and whoring, could become a practitioner. There must be another method."

Faced with such an obscure manual, Feng Yuxiu felt like he was in a math class as a child—he could only stare blankly, utterly helpless.

He probably couldn't find a way to embed it, that's for sure.

After putting away the Ape Strike Technique, Feng Yuxiu left the dormitory. Because of the outstanding performance of the Old A Brigade, the veterans were now extremely proud.

"Sanduo, when are you leaving?" Wu Liuyi was still wandering around aimlessly.

"The day after tomorrow." Feng Yuxiu sat on the grass, looking at the veterans training in the distance.

"You're always so busy. Back when I was in the Steel Seventh Company, I always dreamed of joining the Old A. Now that I'm in, things are so much easier. Although the training is even harder than before, there's just no sense of purpose." Wu Liuyi looked around, took out a cigarette, and lit it.

Feng Yuxiu asked, puzzled, "Weren't you planning to apply to a military academy?"

"Oh, that's right. I'm studying for it right now. I've already made plans with Cheng Cai to take the military academy entrance exam together."

Feng Yuxiu glanced at him, then looked at the shirtless veteran in the distance. "I understand. You need to find a partner."

Wu Liuyi was completely stunned. "What? This won't do."

"Not good enough? If you get into military academy, I'll introduce you to a female officer, and then you'll have a bright future."

Feng Yuxiu stood up, patted Wu Liuyi on the shoulder, and turned to leave.

Wu Liuyi stopped smoking and stared blankly into the distance, feeling somewhat apprehensive.

After enlisting, all he did was train, and the word "woman" made him forget that this was a world with women.

Now, the topic of Feng Yuxiu has been brought up unexpectedly.

Wu Liuyi felt his heart racing.

It's fine if you never think about it, but once you start thinking about it, it's like a nicotine addiction—you can't stop it.

"I'm doomed. I'm such a jerk. Why did I even bother talking to this guy? Now I'm totally obsessed with him too."

Wu Liu took a few deep drags on his cigarette, lay down on the ground, and rubbed his face.

Three days later, on the morning.

Feng Yuxiu carried the package out of the dormitory.

Qi Huan was already standing at the door waiting. "This time the captain said he wanted me to personally take you there. Who knows what kind of trouble you'll cause this time?"

Cheng Cai, Wu Zhe, Wu Liuyi, and the other two stood at the door, staring intently.

"You should all go back. He might come back in a while. Just go about your business." Qi Huan waved his hand.

"Look at what you're saying. We're comrades, so what's wrong with seeing each other off? Sanduo, I'll stop here for now." Wu Zhe yawned, turned around, and went back inside to continue sleeping.

Wu Liu nodded. "Okay."

Cheng Cai stared intently at Feng Yuxiu, "When you come back next time, I'm sure I'll become an officer."

She still has the same personality of comparing herself to everyone, but now she says her achievements openly and honestly, instead of hiding them selfishly like before.

Feng Yuxiu looked at Qi Huan.

"Let's go, I want to go too. It's good to change our mindset in a different place. Let's go, let's go." Qi Huan patted Feng Yuxiu on the shoulder and led the way down.

Downstairs in the dormitory.

Yuan Lang stood ramrod straight.

Qi Huan stepped forward. "Captain, we're leaving."

Yuan Lang nodded. "Yes, I'm here to say something to Xu Sanduo."

"Xu Sanduo."

“Here.” Feng Yuxiu immediately stood up straight.

Normally, we can joke around, but now Yuan Lang is the battalion commander, with the rank of colonel.

After so many years in the military, Feng Yuxiu has learned to prioritize.

"Please take a break. If you go again, be careful. You were only temporarily transferred there. The credit goes to other units, but you'll have to take responsibility if there are any problems. Last time, it was lucky that you were physically strong; anyone else would have been killed long ago."

"Don't keep rushing upwards, okay? I can only tell you this in private."

"Understood," Feng Yuxiu replied.

"Alright, let's go. Don't make my heart condition worse like last time."

"Yes!"

"Then, Captain, we're leaving." Qi Huan saluted.

Yuan Lang returned the greeting and watched the two figures get into the car.

"He still has a knot in his heart. It seems that unless he kills Scorpion, he will always have this dead face."

(End of this chapter)