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

Chapter 338 Fan Tianlei's Show of Power

In the early morning, Feng Yuxiu stood at the airport, gazing at the sky.

Two helicopters descended from the sky, while officers from the Wolf Fang Special Operations Brigade lined up on the ground to wait.

"I never thought we'd be able to take a plane. I thought we'd be crammed into a bus," Li Erniu said excitedly.

"Brother Niu, you've never been on a plane before?" He Chenguang asked with a smile.

Li Erniu scratched his head. "No, I've never been on an airplane before. This is my first time."

After the plane landed, the other newbies got off.

"Special forces use these kinds of planes? I thought they had the best equipment. They're far inferior to our regiment's." Song Kaifei shook his head, looking down on them.

Li Erniu was stunned for a moment, "Aren't all airplanes the same? Why are there good and bad ones?"

"Nonsense, vehicles come in good and bad grades. Look at this, not even a single Z-10 attack helicopter." Song Kaifei scoffed in disappointment.

This was the first time Li Erniu had heard of these things.

"You don't know? This is common sense." Song Kaifei's eyes widened. "It's over, it's over. I've actually been reduced to being a special forces soldier with you guys. I've fallen from grace. I was a top-notch ace pilot."

"Where are you from? You look so stupid?" Song Kaifei stared at Li Erniu with a sidelong glance.

Li Erniu scratched his head sheepishly. "My name is Li Erniu, and I'm a cook in the Iron Fist Regiment."

Song Kaifei stared wide-eyed at him, looking him up and down. "I knew it! How did you pass the test with such a fat body? A cook? From a pig farm, I guess."

Li Erniu said embarrassedly, "How did you know? I often go to pig farms to raise pigs too."

Song Kaifei slapped his forehead. "My God, first-term soldiers? Me, a dignified lieutenant, with you greenhorns?"

Wang Yanbing stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong with the new recruit?"

"Your pig farm over there?" Song Kaifei sneered. "Is that one too?"

“Yes, our Iron Fist Regiment has a flying pig. I’m in charge of raising pigs,” Wang Yanbing said with a smile.

The newbies around immediately burst into laughter.

Song Kaifei walked forward with a gloomy face. "Didn't your class monitor tell you that you should stand at attention and salute when you talk to officers?"

He Chenguang pulled Wang Yanbing behind him and stared at Song Kaifei, saying, "Even cadres can't be so arrogant."

"You're all so ignorant, and I'm wrong for giving you a lesson on airplanes? Are you three all in cahoots? Forming a gang?" Song Kaifei sneered.

“A cadre should act like a cadre. You called my comrade an idiot at the beginning. Is that how a cadre should act?” He Chenguang said without hesitation.

Feng Yuxiu glanced at the plane that was still looking into the distance, and then at Fan Tianlei and Chen Shanming, who were watching the show from afar.

Both of their gazes held a hint of amusement.

"A low-level show of force."

Song Kaifei was furious. He had never been so disrespected by soldiers in the Army Aviation Regiment. In fact, there were very few soldiers in the Army Aviation Regiment; most of them started as officers.

He rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward, ready to take on these three men.

A bespectacled lieutenant quickly stepped forward to stand between the group, saying, "Hey, hey, we're all here now, why differentiate between officers and soldiers? We're all in this together. Calm down."

Feng Yuxiu looked at the bespectacled lieutenant and suddenly thought of Wu Zhe.

Every military unit has hidden talents, like this guy with glasses.

The enlistment experience is very rigorous, especially since every special forces soldier is selected from among thousands.

A nearsighted person who can rise to the rank of lieutenant and even be selected for special forces is no pushover.

"Who's with you guys? What? You're from Iron Fist too? Huh? A talent pool, you got in through connections, didn't you? A whole bunch of them came in at once?" Song Kaifei sneered.

Xu Tianlong waved his hand, "I am from the Information Warfare Center of the Military Region. My humble name is Xu Tianlong. You can just call me Longlong from now on."

"What deaf and blind bastards? I want to go back. It's shameful to come here with you bunch of hillbillies. Get out of the way!" Xu Tianlong stepped forward. "Stop messing around. Can't you see the instructor is watching over there? You might be in for a beating later."

Song Kaifei shoved Xu Tianlong away and said, "Get lost."

Xu Tianlong still smiled and held Song Kaifei's arm with both hands. Feng Yuxiu didn't care at first, but suddenly his gaze focused.

"Holy shit!" Song Kaifei suddenly jumped back, clutching his arm in terror, and shouted, "You pricked me with a needle?"

Xu Tianlong spread his hands, "No, there's no needle here."

"You son of a bitch, four-eyed bastard, guys who wear glasses are always treacherous. I'll kill you!" Song Kaifei threw down his package and charged forward.

Xu Tianlong's eyes flashed, and he instantly stepped back to the side, gently pushing Song Kaifei with both arms before sticking out his right foot to poke.

Song Kaifei was unable to dodge in time and immediately fell to the ground.

"Grappling technique." Feng Yuxiu stared at Xu Tianlong.

Hidden needles in embroidery, grappling techniques—that must be the two-handed skill.

Song Kaifei struggled to his feet, looked around, grabbed the package on the ground, and threw it down.

He Chenguang immediately stepped forward to stop him, "Lieutenant, don't be impulsive. It's obvious that the other side knows some martial arts. You can't beat them."

"Who do you think you are? Get out of my way!" Song Kaifei kicked out, but He Chenguang dodged the kick.

"Fine, fine, you're all here to mess with me, aren't you!" Song Kaifei roared.

Bang bang bang!
Chen Shanming stood at a distance and fired three shots into the sky.

Everyone fell silent in an instant.

Fan Tianlei stepped forward with a smile. "Great! You're all full of energy. I love you guys, such energetic rookies. By the way, we're planning to form a special task force called Red Cell."

Everyone immediately stood at attention.

"Why red blood cells? When the war begins, we are like those cells, invading the enemy's body and weakening their physical strength at the lowest cost. When the real war has just begun, the enemy's immune system will be destroyed by us first."

"This is special forces. Of course, a team can't possibly have more than twenty people. So most of you will have to go back."

"I originally thought everyone was tired and was going to let you all take a car home. But now it seems there's no need for that at all. You're all at the age where you eat at 12:00 and get hungry again at 12:30, so you must all have boundless energy."

"Yes, you can follow the car; it's not a long 20-kilometer journey."

Fan Tianlei glanced at the leather shoes on their feet.

When they arrived, their training shoes were specially changed to leather shoes.

Running 20 kilometers on a mountain road... that tangy, unpleasant smell.

Fan Tianlei sat in the car and twisted the accelerator, "They're all here, keep up."

After saying that, he ran out as fast as he could.

"What are you all doing standing there in the cold? Go chase them, or you won't be able to catch up."

The newbies roared and ran after them.

Feng Yuxiu remained standing in place, narrowing his eyes. "Such a low-level show of force."

He looked down at his leather shoes, then glanced at a soldier standing guard at the airport.

The soldier saw Feng Yuxiu standing straight inside his uniform shoulder insignia and said, "Greetings, Commander."

"Kid, want to change your shoes?"

The soldier stared wide-eyed in disbelief. "Huh?"

(End of this chapter)