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

Chapter 472 Field Hospital, High School Team's Fury

"Squad leader, I want to eat noodles."

At the Blue Army's ambush position, a squad lay prone in the grass conducting reconnaissance. A fellow soldier whispered to himself.

The old squad leader turned his head and stared at him. "What kind of noodles are these? I've never heard of this name before."

"Just look at our Shaanxi noodles."

"Oh, look at me, come and see me." The old sergeant pointed to himself, and the new recruit looked over.

Snapped!
The squad leader slapped him across the face with his backhand.

The recruit's smile vanished instantly, and he lowered his head, covering his face.

"This is a fucking drill, a drill, you idiot? Are you fucking eating your mother's ass? You son of a bitch, just wait until the drill is over and I'll fuck your ass to death!"

The veteran sergeant's display of traditional Chinese culture made the new recruits turn pale, and the soldiers around him who were looking at him all turned their heads to look ahead.

Talking about these things during an exercise shows they've never actually been hit.

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In the bushes to the left of the ambush team, Feng Yuxiu crouched down and counted.

"Eight men, this Blue Team squad is not bad."

This is the edge of the directorate's area; their being stuck on this edge makes absolutely no sense in terms of warfare.

The military significance here is a complete waste of time, but it is also the only area where we can bypass the director's office and enter the heart of the Blue Army's territory.

Feng Yuxiu could join the brawl, but now his angle and position would make him easily spotted if he moved forward even slightly.

He could easily eliminate the infiltrator squad with rapid bursts of fire, but that would also expose their objective.

The Southeast Theater Command's combat strength is obviously much higher than that of the Eastern Theater Command. But thinking about it, it makes sense. Three or four years have passed, and the tactical essentials have been enriched exponentially.

Feng Yuxiu thought for a moment, then turned and went downstairs. He needed to carefully come up with a reasonable route.

More importantly, his trump card was enough to cause turmoil throughout the entire campaign.

As he turned and jumped down the shady side of the hillside, he saw Mao Xiaofei crouching stealthily at the narrow foot of the hill.

"What are you doing?" Feng Yuxiu asked coldly.

"Don't be so temperamental, Captain. I'm quite intrigued by your demeanor. I haven't met anyone who makes my heart flutter in a long time. Come and take a look at you."

Feng Yuxiu glanced at Mao Xiaofei's military rank: Second Lieutenant.

Such a young lieutenant must have graduated from a military academy, but being a medic left Feng Yuxiu somewhat bewildered.

This is practically impossible.

The woman's straightforwardness surprised Feng Yuxiu. He glanced at her and said, "Lieutenant, go do what you're supposed to do."

"Don't follow me, or I won't be polite."

After saying that, Feng Yuxiu quickly darted into the jungle and rushed towards the field hospital. He was relieved; he had to find a way through as soon as possible.

Mao Xiaofei raised her eyebrows, her big eyes looking as if she had seen an alien, and she grinned to reveal her white teeth. "This is interesting. This aloof look is really captivating."

She often talked with Li Xuanxuan during her vacations, so she subconsciously felt that it was better for men to have extreme personalities.

Li Xuanxuan's boyfriend is said to be a tough guy, a powerful soldier.

This made Mao Xiaofei feel inexplicably disgusted when she saw those other well-mannered officers.

After a long period of mundane life, she longed to see different parts of the world.

"If I follow along, I might get some food too. I can't let that brat Xuanxuan eat so well; I need to eat something good too."

Although she has never been in a relationship, her words are enough to make most people blush.

Being born into a privileged family gives one an innate confidence and the ability to speak freely.

They never timidly suppress their inner thoughts.

Since they were already Celestial Dragons, they had no scruples about anything.

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Zhuang Yan suddenly woke up with a start, his eyes glazed over as he shouted, "My gun! Where's my gun?"

Xiaoying rushed forward excitedly, "Xiaozhuang, you're awake! It's me, Xiaoying..."

Zhuang Yan continued to shout blankly, repeatedly muttering, "Where's my gun? I can't live without my gun."

Xiao Fei, who had just returned from outside, was stunned when she saw this scene. She turned around and shouted, "Bring this soldier's gun over here."

The sentry at the door ran up and handed Zhuang Yan his automatic rifle and pistol to Zhuang Yan, who was lying on the hospital bed.

Zhuang Yan instinctively grabbed it, his eyes still blank. "Where's Chen Pai? I saw Chen Pai being swept away by the water... Where's Chen Pai?"

Mao Xiaofei frowned and stared intently at Zhuang Yan. Suddenly, she shouted towards the outside of the tent, "Two soldiers, come in and carry him to the opposite tent."

According to popular belief, Zhuang Yan has lost his soul; medically, he has temporarily lost his memory.

It's like someone suddenly waking up from a nap, not knowing where they are, looking at people with a blank expression and asking strange questions, even though the clock is clearly hanging on the wall, they seem unable to see it and ask what time it is.

This indicates that fluctuations in brain regions have lost stability.

Xiaoying stared at Zhuang Yan in horror, then burst into tears, crying helplessly, "Zhuang, don't you recognize me?"

Two sentries carried Zhuang Yan onto a stretcher and rushed towards the opposite tent.

Zhuang Yan, who had been shouting and yelling, suddenly fell silent.

Xiao Fei patted Xiao Ying's shoulder to comfort her, "It's okay, he's probably just temporarily confused due to extreme fright. He'll be fine in a bit, don't worry."

Xiaoying looked up, tears streaming down her face, and asked, "Really?"

"Why did I lie to you?"

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In another tent, Chen Pai was lying on a bed receiving an IV drip.

Seeing Xiao Zhuang being carried in by two sentries, he didn't have the strength to get up, so he just grinned.

Chen Pai smiled helplessly and said, "What are you yelling about? I'm fine! Look at you, you're such a coward, you have no composure at all. How can you be a top-notch reconnaissance soldier?"

Seeing that Chen Pai was alright, Xiao Zhuang finally felt relieved and patted the gun on his body: "The gun is with me!"

Chen Pai smiled and nodded: "Well done!"

As soon as he relaxed, Xiao Zhuang suddenly realized what was happening and slapped his forehead: "Oh no! Xiao Ying is still here!"

Chen Pai was taken aback: "Who? Xiao Ying?"

"My girlfriend! My girlfriend is here too!" Xiao Zhuang said, slung his rifle over his shoulder, and rushed out.

Inside the tent emergency room, Xiaoying was still crying.

Xiao Fei comforted her, "Don't cry, he's joined the army now! Things will definitely be different after joining the army, right?"

Xiaoying sobbed, "When he woke up, he shouted for his gun first, then for his platoon leader, but he didn't mention my name at all!"

“When he was unconscious, he kept talking about you! He must have you in his heart, how could that be false?” Xiaofei continued to persuade him.

"Xiao Ying."

Xiao Zhuang shouted at the top of his lungs and stumbled into the tent.

Xiaoying turned her head to face the tent wall, completely ignoring him.

Seeing this, Xiaofei laughed and said, "Fine, then I won't bother with that anymore, you can coax her yourself!"

As she got up to leave, she stopped as she passed Xiao Zhuang, looking him up and down. "You're Xiao Zhuang? I really don't see what's so great about you that you could make Xiao Ying cry like this? You brought this trouble on yourself, so figure out how to solve it yourself, sigh!"

Xiao Zhuang forced a polite smile, but it looked worse than a grimace.

As soon as Xiao Fei stepped out of the tent, he rushed to Xiao Ying's side: "Xiao Ying..."

Xiaoying kept her face turned away, refusing to look at him.

"Xiaoying, it's me! It's Xiaozhuang!"

Xiao Ying didn't even turn her head, coldly asking, "Did you find the gun?" "Ah, I found it." Xiao Zhuang was confused, and subconsciously patted his rifle.

"Did you find the platoon leader too?"

"Ah..." Xiao Zhuang then realized something was wrong, his voice weakened, and he felt a little guilty.

Xiaoying stared at the top of the tent and said slowly, "Only now do I remember that there is such a person as Xiaoying in this world?"

"Xiaoying, I was wrong! Given my situation at the time..."

Xiaoying wiped away her tears and interrupted him: "Alright, stop explaining! I used to think that with your personality, you'd at most end up raising pigs on some farm. I never imagined you'd become a scout?"

Xiao Zhuang lowered his head and said softly, "I didn't expect it to turn out like this either."

"After joining the army, things are really different from before?" Xiaoying muttered again.

“Our platoon leader was swept away by the flood. He was my platoon leader! He handed me his gun. In the eyes of a scout, that gun was more precious than his own life…” Xiao Zhuang hurriedly explained.

Xiaoying wiped away her tears again and sighed deeply. Suddenly, she turned around sharply and stared at Xiaozhuang.

Startled, Xiao Zhuang took a step back and quickly said, "Let's talk this out, don't hit me!"

Xiaoying grabbed Xiaozhuang's arm and said, "Who's going to pinch you! I'll bite you!" With that, she bit his arm.

"Ouch!" Xiao Zhuang cried out in pain, grimacing for a while before recovering: "You actually bit me?"

With tears in her eyes, Xiaoying asked him, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt!" Xiao Zhuang said, forcing himself to speak.

"But it breaks my heart," Xiaoying said, and hugged Xiaozhuang tightly.

Xiao Zhuang smelled the girl's scent and slowly reached out to hug her.

Xiaoying cried in his arms, saying, "Why did you have to become a reconnaissance soldier? Are you stupid... Why did you have to join the army..."

Xiao Zhuang couldn't explain, and could only give a helpless bitter smile.

Outside the tent, Xiaofei felt goosebumps rising on her skin. She patted her arm with a look of disgust, "Ugh, this is so cheesy... How can people be so cheesy when they're in love..."

Her eyes darted around, she chuckled, and walked out of the field hospital.

She was still interested in that cold, aloof captain.

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Outside the field hospital.

"Company commander, all our men have reached the target area as planned."

After making a satellite phone call, the third platoon leader stood up, turned around, and reported.

Feng Yuxiu narrowed his eyes. More than a hundred special operations soldiers infiltrated the Blue Army's command area, directly eliminating their core forces in the heartland and destroying their key strike systems.

The thinking of all war zones is not flawed; they are simply temporarily blinded by the limitations of the times.

Their most recent battle should be the Battle of Laoshan.

So it's still the traditional competition tactics: large-scale mass sprints and positional assaults.

Feng Yuxiu transformed his company into countless needles, these scrambled needles lurking near the massive body of the Blue Army like poison.

Once the opportunity arises, they will not hesitate to plunge into the Blue Army's body, making the Blue Army's massive body tremble. If they hit a vital spot, they might be able to end the battle sooner.

Of course, it would be extremely difficult for a single company of special operations to turn around such a massive banquet on its own.

“We need a trap, a trap that can tear open the Blue Army’s defenses,” Feng Yuxiu suddenly said.

The third platoon leader and the others listened quietly.

Feng Yuxiu thought for a moment, then turned to look at the field hospital. "According to the exercise regulations, the field hospital is a neutral unit, and no one from either the Red or Blue side is qualified to enter except for the wounded."

"However... some of our Red Army soldiers have now gone in."

The third platoon leader's eyes widened. "Those two from the reconnaissance company... yeah, they're wounded. They've been taken to the field hospital, and the equipment there is ignoring the Blue Force's shielding and firing directly."

"However, we can't go in, and they can't come out. How can we get them to cooperate with our operation?"

Feng Yuxiu frowned, but just three seconds later, a figure gave him an idea.

“They’re all there, lurking around. You’ve been training day and night in hell for so long, it’s time for real combat. I don’t want you all to be like Zhao Kuo, soiling your pants the moment you step onto the battlefield.”

The seven men silently dispersed and went into hiding to ambush their targets.

Feng Yuxiu calmly watched the second lieutenant medic who tiptoed through the treetops to peek over.

"Come here, Lieutenant, come here." Feng Yuxiu suddenly smiled and beckoned with his finger.

Mao Xiaofei was stunned by Feng Yuxiu's sudden change of expression. She stared blankly at the captain beckoning to her, her lips moved, and she uttered two words in a clear voice.

"abnormal."

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Inside the tent that was temporarily used as a prisoner-of-war camp, someone ripped the cloth off the old gun's eye.

With a snap, a powerful flashlight was shoved directly at him. Captain Gao stood in front of the table, looking at him: "We're old acquaintances, Zheng Sanpao."

The veteran, recognizing the high school team, shut his mouth and said nothing.

The senior officer continued, "The rules still apply. State your name and your rank."

"Name, rank?"

The high school team asked again.

The veteran retorted defiantly: "I'll call you grandpa! Your rank is on my shoulder, can't you see it yourself?"

The senior officer didn't answer, but instead asked, "Where is your officer in charge?"

The veteran retorted, "What officer?"

"How could a fully-equipped armed reconnaissance platoon be without an officer leading it?" Captain Gao pressed.

"I'm the team leader, the acting platoon leader," the veteran replied.

Captain Gao scoffed: "What kind of team conducting reconnaissance behind enemy lines has a sergeant leading a platoon? You underestimate Lao Miao too much. Does he have no one else to rely on? I'll ask you one last time, where is your actual officer in charge?"

"I said it was me!" the old man said firmly.

The high school team leader gave him a deep look, then turned and left the tent without pressing him further.

Outside the tent, Mada stared coldly at a group of scouts sitting on the ground, with a row of backpacks and weapons in front of them.

After the high-ranking officer came out, he paced back and forth beside the row of backpacks, then suddenly stopped: "There's an extra set of combat gear and backpacks here, and the rank on the camouflage uniform is still private. What's going on? Besides your missing officer, who else ran away? Where did that private go?"

The scouts all hung their heads, and none of them uttered a sound.

Gao Zhong was furious. He kicked over the open backpack, scattering its contents all over the ground. The most eye-catching item was a book with a picture of a bearded foreign old man on the cover.

When the high school team leader bent down to pick it up, he saw that the book was titled "Selected Plays of Shakespeare".

His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly turned to the first page of the book, which read: Zhuang Yan, Department of Directing, Drama Academy.

The high school team leader slapped his forehead and cursed, "Damn it!"

Mada leaned over and asked, "What's wrong, Senior High Team? What happened?"

"It's that college student!! The one who ran away from me before! He's the private who ran away! He just slipped through my fingers!" Captain Gao said in frustration.

Ma Da looked bewildered: "What do college students have to do with privates? Are they here for military training? But even those in military training can't participate in exercises, right?"

The senior team leader glared at him: "Why is your brain as slow as an ox! I've seen that kid before. He even demonstrated rapid-fire with an automatic rifle in front of me! His face was covered in camouflage oil back then. Who would have thought that after he washed his face clean, he would actually fool me like that!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the scouts sitting on the ground could no longer hold back and burst into laughter.

Gao Zhong took a deep breath, suppressing his anger and not letting it out.

"I'll catch that kid and teach him a lesson he's made!"

(End of this chapter)