Chapter 469 Feng Yuxiu VS Miao Lian
The sun was neither too hot nor too cold. Chen Xiwa sat on the training field, watching the reconnaissance soldiers hitting sandbags in the distance.

"Xiao Zhuang, where did this company commander learn all those things?"

Recently, Regiment Commander Li had the Third Platoon Leader of the Seventh Company give a general report to each company during his spare time.

These grassroots companies also learned what coordinated operations, intelligence science, disguise and infiltration, sniper tactics, and other related matters are.

As a result, the company commanders became even more silent.

It's hard to imagine someone being able to master all the skills so proficiently. How old is this company commander? The other company commanders are at least in their thirties.

But this company commander, who looked to be only twenty-four years old, possessed skills that put them to shame.

Xiao Zhuang squatted down and said, "These past few days I asked Miao Lian, and Miao Lian said that this person is a genuine special forces soldier who came down to the grassroots unit. Special forces, ah, Xiwa, that's Miao Lian's dream."

Zhuang Yan clenched his fists, somewhat unwilling. "Every time I see Miao Lian talking about the special forces, the longing in his eyes is so intense. Do you know? The person in the entire reconnaissance company who most wants to join the special forces isn't Platoon Leader Chen, but Miao Lian."

Chen Xiwa listened quietly, "I don't understand either, but... this Seventh Company Commander must be very powerful. He's not much older than us, right? How do people in this world grow up? How can there be such a big difference between them?"

"Yes, the differences between people are really huge..."

Zhuang Yan was disappointed because of what Miao Lian said to him last night.

"Would you like to go to the Seventh Company to learn? You are a college student, which gives you a better foundation than the average soldier. As long as you are serious, you will definitely go further."

Zhuang Yan has a free spirit. Being able to serve as Miao Lian's clerk is already a form of repression for him. Now, he's being sent to the company of a company commander he didn't get along with in the recruit training camp.

Therefore, Zhuang Yan refused without hesitation.

Last night, for the first time, Zhuang Yan saw Miao Lian not insult him or call him a coward; he just glanced at him and left.

But after that one glance, Zhuang Yan couldn't sleep all night, his mind filled with Miao Lian's longing gaze.

That had become Miao Lian's nightmare, but his eyes were destined to never be part of the special forces in this lifetime.

"what!"

Suddenly, Chen Pai, who was climbing in the distance, screamed and fell off the obstacle. The surrounding soldiers rushed forward.

Zhuang Yan and Chen Xiwa instinctively rushed over.

All that could be seen was Chen Pai lying on the ground, rolling around in sweat, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, curled up like a boiled shrimp being tossed about.

"Chen Pai, what's wrong?" Zhuang Yan hurriedly squatted down and called out.

"I'm fine, I just tripped and fell."

Chen Pai gritted his teeth and stood up in pain. "Why are you all looking at me? Train!"

The soldiers who had been watching with concern dispersed and continued their training.

Zhuang Yan looked worried. "Chen Pai, you were like this last time too. Should we go to the hospital to get it checked out?"

To everyone's surprise, this remark triggered Chen Pai's complete outburst. "What are you doing? I'm your platoon leader! When did you, a mere soldier, start talking to your superior like that? Get back to training, get out!"

Zhuang Yan was stunned. He had never seen Chen Pai curse like this before. Almost half a year had passed since he enlisted, and Chen Pai had always been serious and stern, but he was extremely meticulous in his work.

Today was the first time he had seen Chen Pai swear.

Zhuang Yan trained absentmindedly. As a college student, he must have basic common sense. Chen Pai's two falls must mean there was something wrong with his body.

It's either a fracture or some other problem.

His mind was filled with Feng Yuxiu's words again, and he gritted his teeth and ran out of the training field.

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Inside the reading room, Feng Yuxiu turned off the computer, closed his eyes, and leaned back in his chair, feeling somewhat numb.

He didn't care about any of his other merits since he joined the army, such as third-class merit, second-class merit, or first-class merit.

These professionals can remain in their fields, and after a certain number of years, they will be assigned to local or government positions.

Can……

He looked up a term: wartime merit.

In particular, he was awarded the Special Merit Citation for single-handedly changing the course of the war on Crescent Island.

His current achievements are on par with Zhang Taofang's back then.

It's possible... I'll never be able to leave the military in this lifetime.

He was seconded to one of the three military regions in turn, and in principle, he could not stay in any one of them for more than a year.

This is the most basic time limit for officers on temporary assignment, but there are exceptions. I wonder how long he will serve as a company commander in the Great Merit Regiment.

And his main priority now is not to conveniently make the Seventh Company the target of the entire regiment, but to heal his heart meridian as soon as possible.

The physical aftereffects of forcibly entering the Grandmaster realm on Crescent Island were more severe than he had imagined.

After losing his memory in Wangdu Village, his thoughts became increasingly calm.

There are also Peng Qianwu and Zhou Xiyu to deal with, as they know they have obtained the Nine Dragons Union.

He had only seen the dead Li Long use this thing, but he still believed it was just an illusion caused by the lights in the rain.

The Qi Gong of the Ape Strike Technique is simply to unleash one's potential and tap into the explosive power of the body.

This can be explained entirely by modern physics, but the Nine Dragons Combining directly transforms something into a Qi Dragon to attack the enemy.

Even Feng Yuxiu, who was skilled in martial arts, didn't quite believe in this thing.

As Feng Yuxiu stepped out of the reading room and returned to the entrance of the Seventh Company, a figure rushed over hurriedly.

"Can you tell what's wrong with Chen Pai's body?"

Zhuang Yan's face was flushed from running, and he shouted breathlessly, his voice filled with anxiety.

Feng Yuxiu frowned. "You've been in the army for so long, and you still can't salute? What's the difference between you and a hooligan?"

Zhuang Yan gritted his teeth, "Can you tell what's wrong with me, the platoon leader?"

Feng Yuxiu suddenly smiled and kicked out without warning. Zhuang Yan was unable to dodge in time and was kicked to the ground.

"Why did you hit me?!" Zhuang Yan shouted, clutching his stomach.

"Third Platoon Leader, give this greenhorn a good talking-to!"

Feng Yuxiu roared, and the third platoon leader led several soldiers to run over quickly. He glanced at Zhuang Yan on the ground.

"Yes!"

During their months in the Seventh Company, all the soldiers and officers learned one thing.

"Yes!"

They perfectly exemplified what it means for a soldier to take obedience to orders as his sacred duty.

Even if Feng Yuxiu ordered them to demolish the building now, they would not hesitate to pick up hammers and smash the walls.

Zhuang Yanfeng was very optimistic about Yu Xiu, not for any other reason than that during the last ammunition throwing drill, he had selflessly used his body to suppress the impending explosion of the bomb.

Although the bomb was fake, he didn't know that.

This instinctive reaction best reflects a person's true character. In the military, you can completely trust someone like this to carry your back on the battlefield.

However, this soldier is too arrogant right now. Feng Yuxiu was also arrogant when he was in the fifth squad on the grassland, and he didn't even respect the squad leader.

But he had the confidence that the strong do not abide by rules or restrictions anywhere, and the military is no exception.

If you are incredibly strong, even a platoon leader or squad leader can be treated specially.

Zhuang Yan was clearly just a rash college student recruit; he was far from deserving of such treatment.

The aura of military might is enough to change a person, so Feng Yuxiu gradually shed the ferocity of his past life as a martial arts fanatic. He now hides that ferocity deep in his heart as a vengeful and vindictive nature.

Since I'm destined to stay in the military, I'll work my way up to the top step by step.

The same applies to learning martial arts; one can reach the pinnacle of martial arts and become a martial arts fanatic.

The same applies to being a soldier; he wants to stand at the highest point!
-

"Xiao Zhuang, what happened to your face?"

Chen Xiwa shouted loudly, and the soldiers in the dormitory all looked at Zhuang Yan, who was covering his face. Zhuang Yan lowered his head and said, "I'm fine."

"Xiao Zhuang, did someone beat you up? Tell us, damn it, they're bullying our reconnaissance company soldiers!"

The soldiers in the same dormitory all stood up, and one of them, who was from the same hometown as Xiao Zhuang, turned around and ran out.

Soon after, Platoon Leader Chen strode in.

Without saying a word, Chen Pai walked up to Xiao Zhuang and said, "Raise your head."

Xiao Zhuang was still covering her face.

"Soldiers! Raise your heads!" Chen Pai roared.

Zhuang Yan then raised his head, his face covered in bruises.

"Who did it?" Chen Pai asked calmly, but anyone with eyes could hear the rage brewing within him.

"Platoon leader, I fell down myself," Zhuang Yan said softly.

"Soldier, you weren't like this before. You've turned into a sheep since becoming a clerk? Who did this?"

Chen Pai was furious. It's normal for veterans to bully new recruits.

But none of them showed any signs of injury; this was the first time he had ever seen someone so blatantly beaten like this.

"Platoon leader, please don't ask anymore, I'm really fine." Zhuang Yan replied with his head down. He wanted to handle this matter himself and make the platoon leader who hit him pay the price.

He has never been bullied since he was a child.

"Speak!!!!!" Chen Pai suddenly roared, startling all the soldiers in the corridor who came out and looked in the direction of the third squad.

Zhuang Yan trembled with fright, but gritted his teeth and remained silent.

"Fine, you won't tell, huh? Then I'll have Miao Lian come in person. He'll find out about this sooner or later." Chen Pai said, turning and leaving.

Zhuang Yan recalled Miao Lian's forlorn gaze.

“I said… it was the Seventh Company Commander… I noticed that you, Platoon Leader, often fall down. Last time, the Seventh Company Commander said you might have a health problem, perhaps he had seen such symptoms before… so I went to ask him for help…”

Chen Pai's eyes widened. "Who told you I have a health problem? It's from being overworked!"

"But why did the Seventh Company Commander beat you up? Did you think he was some old hand?" the Third Squad Leader asked, changing the subject.

Zhuang Yan didn't speak. His tone was indeed a bit off, but that wasn't a reason to hit someone.

He wasn't a soldier from the Seventh Company, which was known for its great achievements.

Chen Pai was silent for a few seconds, then said, "I'll go talk to Miao Lian. This isn't just your problem anymore."

As the best company in the regiment, the reconnaissance company has all the elite soldiers in the regiment, and they use the best of everything.

No one has ever bullied the soldiers of the reconnaissance company before, but now the soldiers of the reconnaissance company have been beaten up.

If this matter is not resolved, what will the other soldiers in the reconnaissance company think?
This has a great impact on the morale of the soldiers.

Zhuang Yan gritted his teeth, not expecting things to escalate like this, and hurriedly said, "Chen Pai, how about we just forget about it?"

He wasn't afraid, but as Xiaoying said, he didn't want to see those who were good to him dragged down with him.

Chen Pai paused for a moment and turned his head. "This has nothing to do with you anymore, so shut up. Chen Xiwa, take him to the infirmary for a checkup."

"Yes, platoon leader," Chen Xiwa replied immediately.

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"Exhale and gather your breath together...bring back the exhaled breath...it should be a rolling motion, exhaling without exhaling."

Feng Yuxiu tried to press the tip of his tongue against his mouth, and a surge of air rose from his abdomen. He closed his mouth just as he was about to exhale.

A surge of air lingered in his mouth, causing his cheeks to bulge out.

Feng Yuxiu held his breath and his body began to tremble. His face went from flushed to ashen, and finally turned purple.

His body, which was sitting cross-legged on the ground, began to sway, and his whole body began to shake violently.

A few minutes later, he suddenly exhaled and gasped for breath, his hands on the ground.

"Something's not right, practicing like this will definitely suffocate us!"

Five months have passed, and he knows the Nine Dragons Union technique by heart, but he has never felt so anxious before.

This thing is fabricated in classical Chinese, unlike the simpler Subduing Demon Skill and Ape Strike Technique.

Its techniques are completely contrary to the normal range of human biology. If you hold your breath for 15 minutes under such training, you would die long ago.

"It seems I need to learn Chinese first. There must be something wrong with my translation! Classical Chinese may have multiple layers of meaning."

Feng Yuxiu gave up the idea of ​​cultivating alone, so it seems that Peng Qianwu must have had some other method to succeed.

No, his disciple Li Long said in that conversation that he only copied the Nine Dragons Combined manual and there were no other mental techniques at all.

Finally, Feng Yuxiu stared blankly out the window, accepting the fact that he was half-illiterate.

"report!"

The third platoon leader stood outside and shouted.

Feng Yuxiu got up and opened the door. "What's wrong?"

"Company commander, the reconnaissance company commander has arrived... He brought some men with him."

Feng Yuxiu smiled and said, "I was a little disappointed that he didn't come, but it's alright that he did."

The third platoon leader gritted his teeth and said, "Company commander, I'll just say that I beat up some soldier because I didn't like him."

Feng Yuxiu glared at him. "What? You think I sent you out just to save face for the reconnaissance company commander? Get lost."

-

Feng Yuxiu walked out of the dormitory building, where Miao Lian, along with Chen Pai and the soldiers of the Third Platoon, were waiting at the door.

Behind him, Zhuang Yan stood with a purplish-blue face, his cheeks puffed out as he saw Feng Yuxiu come out.

"Seventh Company Commander, you have so much energy, why don't you use it for training? You're wasting it on my men! What did my men do to you that you have to beat them up like this?"

Miao Lian spoke with great enthusiasm from the very first word.

Feng Yuxiu narrowed his eyes. "Your soldiers aren't being properly disciplined, so I'll teach them a lesson. It's like raising a dog. You can love it at home, but if you let it roam outside without a leash and scare other people, they won't say the dog is cute."

Zhuang Yan grew increasingly angry, feeling that his dignity had been insulted. He had always been the type to respond better to gentle persuasion than force.

If you treat him well, he'll risk his life to protect you.

But if you insult him like that, he might risk his life to deal with you.

Miao Lian said sternly, "Hand over those soldiers who beat people!"

Feng Yuxiu scoffed, "What? The reconnaissance company commander is planning to fight my Seventh Company today? These few people aren't enough."

“That’s my own soldier. If he makes a mistake, I’ll be the one to discipline him. You’ve overstepped your bounds, Seventh Company Commander.” Miao Lian’s face grew increasingly grim. As a veteran reconnaissance soldier who had participated in the war, he wasn’t going to leave so easily today.

I'm here today to get an explanation.

This wasn't just for Zhuang Yan, the new recruit; it was for the sake of the reconnaissance company's reputation.

Feng Yuxiu narrowed his eyes. This protective look of his own did not make him angry, but only amused.

To be honest, of the three military regions, the only one he disliked was the Eastern Theater Command, especially the Wolf Fang Special Operations Brigade, which only knew how to shout slogans.

None of the tasks were completed, but the slogans were shouted louder and louder.

He talked about education, but never about salvation. He probably thought that if it weren't for his Crescent Island change, Fan Tianlei might have died at Scorpion's hands.

"Alright, how does the reconnaissance company commander want me to explain myself today? I was the one who hit someone." Feng Yuxiu looked calmly at Miao Lian.

Miao Lian was furious; this person was clearly more protective of his own than he was.

The third platoon leader of the seventh company stood aside, looking somewhat bewildered. It seemed to him that the company commander was deliberately planning to start a fight.

(End of this chapter)

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