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

Chapter 383 Gao Cheng's Call, a Bitter Winter

"Didn't they say the captain only graduated from junior high school? Why is he studying ancient books lately? Last time I saw him reading that Tao Te Ching, and he's been spouting stuff about yin and yang balance, loss and gain, and 'a bite and a sip' and stuff like that?"

Song Kaifei pushed open the door and shouted, his face full of disbelief.

"So what if you only graduated from junior high school? Do you look down on junior high school graduates?" Wang Yanbing stood up abruptly and rebuked him, as he was also a junior high school graduate.

"Are you out of your mind? You don't understand what I mean. What kind of person is the captain? How could he be a scholar? Unless the sun rises in the south." Song Kaifei quickly waved his hand to explain.

Xu Tianlong looked at Huang Shu, who had been borrowed for ten minutes and then returned, and was somewhat bewildered. Was the captain's time really that short?
"Stop gossiping, isn't this a good thing? Are you planning to let the captain train again? His training methods are all bloody; last time he almost broke Erniu's thigh." He Chenguang thought this was a good thing.

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Feng Yuxiu reassembled the ancient book, thinking, "It seems the book is right. Everything comes at a price. My ability to surpass ordinary people in a short time, even exceeding the current understanding of the human body's limits in textbooks, must come at a price."

"We searched through all the records but couldn't find the Subduing Demon Skill and the Ape Strike Technique. The existing records of the orthodox ones, such as the Shaolin Yi Jin Jing and the Taoist Tai Chi... only Wang Haisheng knows how he obtained these two."

"Could it be some kind of ancient medical experiment involving the circulation of meridians in the human body?"

This is too strange. These two sets of techniques have already pushed him beyond the physical limits of a modern human body. Even in ancient times, there was no record of anyone being able to become like him.

Not to mention in China, his agility is top-notch even in the world.

The martial arts masters I defeated in Hong Kong in my previous life were at most skilled and physically capable, but it was impossible for their bodies to have become deformed.

His body has become deformed due to the Demon Subduing Technique, and his mental state seems to have deteriorated after practicing the Ape Strike Technique.

Feng Yuxiu has fallen into a vicious cycle; if he continues to practice these two techniques, his body and mind will suffer.

However, once he stops cultivating, his body will develop problems, and these problems will become increasingly serious.

Over the next two months, Feng Yuxiu thoroughly mastered all of the white ape's moves.

His speed has increased from four meters to five meters.

Moreover, this is already his limit. Feng Yuxiu has tested it and found that he can move five meters in one second.

The price he paid was a sharp pain in his bones and a sore, dissolving sensation in his muscles.

After moving five meters, his body will be extremely weak in the next ten minutes.

His knees were too sore to walk, his arms were too stiff to stretch, and the overwhelming fatigue made him drowsy.

On the training field, Feng Yuxiu slumped on the ground, panting heavily. "How could such a piece of junk exist in this world? The side effects are so severe. Traditional martial arts are nothing more than strengthening the body and improving skills. Could there really be something in this world that is beyond my comprehension?"

In his previous life, the experts he challenged were only slightly better than the elite soldiers in the army, such as Mai Rongen, the King of Northern Legs; Tan Jingyao, who was good at leg skills; Wang Zhe, who was proficient in grappling; Shao Henian, an expert in internal martial arts; and Xiahou Wu, an expert in external martial arts.

This was the most powerful martial artist he had ever seen, but compared to the Demon Subduing Skill and the Ape Strike Technique, it seemed like a complete dimensional reduction attack.

Take the Ape Strike Technique as an example: instantly teleport five meters behind the target and slit their throat.

This is a guaranteed death in a one-on-one assassination attempt.

The priority now is scorpions.

Feng Yuxiu found Fan Tianlei, who was studying a map.

“Scorpion can’t escape. We have already made preliminary progress in tracking him down. Don’t worry, he is our common enemy, and the blood debt he owes us is irreparable.”

Hearing Fan Tianlei's reply, Feng Yuxiu walked out of the operations room.

He returned to his dormitory and looked at the cactus on the windowsill. It had been almost a year, and the cactus was still the same size, with no sign of blooming.

After dinner and turning off the lights, Feng Yuxiu fell into a deep sleep. He woke up at four in the morning and continued to sit cross-legged to practice his Demon-Subduing Skill.

On the training ground.

Fan Tianlei smiled at the group of special forces soldiers and said, "I have good news for you. Training has been reduced by two-thirds in the past week, and there will be no training today. What are you doing? The New Year is coming in a few days. You may often spend the New Year in the army, or this may be the first time you've said goodbye to your families to spend the New Year in the army. So your task is to put up couplets and decorate the camp."

Everyone wore expressions of ecstatic joy.

"What are you all standing there for? Dismissed! Go to the warehouse and get the couplets!"

With Fan Tianlei's rallying cry, the red blood cell team rushed towards the warehouse.

Gong Jian smiled at the group of boys, "Looks like nobody wants to train."

“New Year…” Feng Yuxiu was somewhat dazed; he had never celebrated the New Year before.

Even after so many years in the army, even though he has never celebrated the New Year while guarding the Steel Seventh Company alone.

He was always alone, seemingly lonely from the very beginning.

"Grandpa and Grandma, I can't come back. The training is too demanding. I won't be spending Chinese New Year with you two this year. Oh... please keep the red envelope for me..." He Chenguang said with red eyes as he made the phone call.

"Dad, where's Mom? It's almost Chinese New Year, so I thought I'd give you a call. You know we can't usually call each other so easily..." Xu Tianlong said with a smile as he made the call in the corridor.

"I...I really can't come back, Cuifen. You went back to your hometown...Tell your parents I'm not coming back..."

"Mom and Dad, I'm not coming back," Song Kaifei said briefly before hanging up the phone.

Wang Yanbing sat in his dormitory, knelt in front of his grandmother's portrait, and kowtowed three times earnestly. "Grandma, I saw Dad, but he doesn't recognize me... I will find him sooner or later, and then I will ask him why he didn't want me when I was a child."

Feng Yuxiu walked down the corridor, listening to his comrades' voices as he headed towards his dormitory.

Instead of closing the door, he pulled out a chair and sat quietly by the door, listening intently.

Having no parents, he had no family affection.

His loneliness was etched deep into his soul.

He had long since lost contact with Xu Baishun's family, and hadn't even given them his address in the Wolf Fang Special Forces Brigade.

Li Xuanxuan... there's only danger for her if she stays with me. I'll deal with the scorpion first, then we can talk about treating his impotence.

How can I see him now?

The corridor was cold and windy, and Feng Yuxiu listened for a long time.

Hearing Li Erniu and Cuifen's promise that they would get married in a few years filled me with joy.

Feng Yuxiu stood up and slowly closed the door. Yes, the New Year is here, a time for ordinary families to enjoy happiness together.

A person like him is only capable of killing and cruelty; there's no warmth or tenderness to speak of.

From the very beginning, he only loved himself; everyone else was dispensable.

Jingle Bell!
Suddenly, the mobile phone in the cabinet rang.

Feng Yuxiu was taken aback; not many people knew his number.

Upon taking out his phone and seeing the note on it, Feng Yuxiu's expression became somewhat complicated, but he still answered the call.

"You damn bastard, you haven't even called me in all this time."

Feng Yuxiu couldn't help but smile. "Company Commander, what brings you to call me..."

"Nonsense, you're my soldier, do you think I wouldn't care whether you live or die? When are you coming to the Steel Seventh Company, you brat..."

Feng Yuxiu talked to Gao Cheng a lot, but Gao Cheng did most of the talking, saying that the training tasks had been heavy recently and he was so busy that he didn't even know day from night.

They also participated in several large-scale exercises with other units, and of course, the outcome was more than half of the time.

"You damn bastard, did you find that scorpion?"

"Found him. He managed to escape several times."

"That shouldn't be the case. Killing that kind of thing is a piece of cake for you, isn't it? But I believe you'll kill him sooner or later! Let me know if you help, and I'll come over in a tank and blast him to smithereens!"

Of course, Gao Cheng was just bragging and joking, but Feng Yuxiu found it much more heartwarming.

Only Gao Cheng has a personality so similar to his, never suffering any injustice.

"Alright, I'm hanging up now. Happy New Year, you brat."

Ding dong!

Feng Yuxiu held his mobile phone, looked up and gazed outside. This winter wasn't so bad after all.

"Captain, the Chief of Staff wants to see you. He wants you to go there right away," Chen Shanming called out, panting, as he stood at the door.

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"Chief of Staff, you wanted to see me?"

"I'm not looking for you, someone is. Answer the phone." Fan Tianlei smiled and walked out.

Feng Yuxiu frowned as he picked up the phone. "Hello, who is this?"

"Sanduo, it's me, Yuan Lang..."

(End of this chapter)