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

Chapter 489

"Cough cough..."

Gao Zhong clutched his chest and stared at Feng Yuxiu on the ground.

The sudden attack knocked the major unconscious, but the high school captain and the other major were no pushovers.

They were also veterans of life-or-death battles; none of the special forces captains were pushovers.

Feng Yuxiu's body can only exert two-thirds of its most basic physical strength; all his skills cannot be unleashed due to the damage to his body.

This led to him being instantly countered by the high school captain and the major during the second wave of attacks.

There were no fancy maneuvers, just the simplest straight punches.

Feng Yuxiu was slammed to the ground by two heavy blows to his chest and abdomen.

However, his ability to withstand blows far surpasses that of the two high school team members, and no one in the world can endure pain better than him.

In just a moment of fighting, Feng Yuxiu realized that if the three of them attacked together, he might not be able to withstand their counterattack.

These three are no ordinary scouts, especially Captain Gao, whose grasp of timing is rare even for Feng Yuxiu.

"Very good, that's impressive skill. Now you can leave."

The high school team adjusted the openings of their uniform buttons.

Feng Yuxiu brushed the mud and footprints off his body, then smiled and said, "If I'm still here in a few months, we can continue our sparring then."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

As soon as Feng Yuxiu left, Gao Zhongdui immediately turned around, squatted down, and pressed his hand against the neck of the unconscious major.

"It's nothing, he just fainted... This kid's explosive power just now... he really killed someone."

The major was somewhat surprised. "Old Gao, your battalion is going to be even stronger now... Congratulations!"

But Gao Zhongdui couldn't laugh out loud. He clearly knew what the leader had told him when he inspected the meritorious Seventh Company.

Feng Yuxiu... will be his superior from now on.

However, he wasn't too worried. Feng Yuxiu was only a second lieutenant at the moment, and for soldiers, the promotion from captain to lieutenant colonel was a matter of life and death.

It's simply impossible to get promoted without seven or eight years of experience.

In the afternoon, Mada gathered the newbies together again.

The previous questioning was just a normal interrogation as part of the assessment, and these soldiers naturally knew what they should say.

Mada swept his gaze across the young faces and began, “Congratulations on surviving Hell Week. Next, we’ll move on to the second phase of the selection training! From now on, you’ll be in groups of twelve. This is the standard operational unit organization for our special forces: the group leader and deputy group leader will lead the way, and then you’ll be divided into assault, sniper, demolition, communications, and fire support groups, each with its own responsibilities.”

"We form special forces to do things that regular troops can't do."

Unconventional warfare, special reconnaissance, and special missions.

So what I need to learn next are all hard skills that will allow me to survive and get things done: how to use light and heavy weapons, how to conduct demolitions and simple engineering, how to use encrypted communications, battlefield first aid and even amputation surgery; I also need to master how to interrogate people, how to avoid being interrogated, how to conduct reconnaissance, and how to counter-reconnaissance.

All the rookies looked shocked. They hadn't expected that being a special forces soldier wasn't just about physical fitness; they also had to learn all the theoretical knowledge from scratch.

It would probably take several years to master such complex knowledge.

Feng Yuxiu was the only one who remained calm; he was already extremely familiar with these things.

Chen Pai revealed an excited and eager longing; indeed, the special forces were where he could realize his life's value.

This complex knowledge is not only an inspiration to him, but also a driving force for his progress.

"Next is the group assignments..."

The Rookie Team A sign was hanging inside the tent.

Feng Yu, the leader of Team A, was stunned when he walked in.

Inside were Chen Pai, Zhuang Yan, Lao Pao, Xiwa, and Qiangzi.

Then Geng Jihui, Shi Dafan, and Deng Zhenhua came in.

As Feng Yuxiu gazed at this scene, he suddenly recalled his time at the Red Blood Cell Hospital.

It seems that the selection of special forces was already decided when they were recruiting from the grassroots reconnaissance units. All of them are highly qualified and ranked at the top in this assessment.

Of course, there were also a few unfamiliar faces.

Of the nine veterans he brought from the Seventh Company, three were eliminated, while the rest were reassigned.

"stand up!"

Chen Pai looked at Feng Yuxiu with some surprise, but still called out.

Everyone was actually hungry and stood up.

Feng Yuxiu composed himself and said, "At ease."

As the highest-ranking officer here, he was naturally assigned to the best squad.

It seems that this group will most likely be the ones who stay in the Lone Wolf Squad from now on.

Feng Yuxiu looked around and said, "From now on, there will be twelve people in each team. Let me introduce myself. My surname is Feng. The others will introduce themselves in turn."

Feng Yuxiu didn't know the names of this group of people yet, but Shi Dafan, Deng Zhenhua, and a few others from the Great Merit Group were worth noting.

Geng Jihui stood up. "Reporting, this is Geng Jihui, deputy squad leader of the first squad, second platoon, elite reconnaissance company!"

Feng Yuxiu took a deep look at the soldier he had already met once. From the previous assessment, he could tell that this person's background and importance were greater than anyone else's.

Otherwise, Gao Zhongdui and Ma Da wouldn't have been so terrified and uneasy when they saw Geng Jihui unconscious.

"sit."

Shi Dafan chuckled and stood up. "Shi Dafan, I'm a medic from the reconnaissance company of the Peacock Island garrison."

The details of Shi Dafan's silhouette and the few words he uttered during this period have already been analyzed.

He comes from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners and a family of military doctors. Before enlisting in the army, he worked as a surgeon in a hospital for a year.

"sit."

Feng Yuxiu turned to look at Deng Zhenhua.

Deng Zhenhua stood up. "Report! Deng Zhenhua, sniper of the reconnaissance company of the Airborne Eagle Division."

The remaining people were introduced one by one. They were all scouts or squad leaders from various places, except for Zhuang Yan and Chen Xiwa.

The others were all veterans who had been in service for more than a year.

Everyone looked at Feng Yuxiu; according to tradition, he had to say a few words.

Feng Yuxiu pondered for a moment before speaking, "There's not much to say. Those who remain in the end are the true teammates. What follows is even more rigorous training and assessment. The special forces team cannot accommodate so many people, and most of you will definitely be eliminated."

Unlike other encouraging and passionate speeches, Feng Yuxiu's words were overly realistic.

But the soldiers accepted it after a little thought.

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The first round of eliminations made most of the passionate and lucky soldiers realize the harsh reality.

So they were sent back home.

What follows is a rigorous elimination system that puts the body and mind to the ultimate test.

Success is earned through hardship and risking one's life. To stay in a special forces unit with good benefits and treatment that everyone envies, you have to pay a heavy price.

This is also a test of luck; some people may be eliminated even if they give up half their lives.

So, at the special tactics firing range, Captain Gao began the real assessment with a serious and earnest expression.

Mada pointed at Chen Guotai, "Two people per group, you go first! Ten targets each, kneeling position, one minute time limit. Begin!"

Chen and a scout quickly set up their equipment, running towards the firing line before aiming and firing. Explosions began to erupt intermittently around them, gradually closing in on the two men.

The senior officer chased after him, shouting loudly and aggressively, "Rookie Number One! 'War is a giant meat grinder for junior officers and soldiers.' Who said that?"

"Zhukov!" Rookie A answered without hesitation.

The high school team immediately turned to another: "Rookie Number Three! Which unit is Zhukov in, and what role did he play at that time?"

Chen Paizheng held his gun and pulled the trigger without turning his head, his voice steady: "Marshal of the former Soviet Red Army, from the time of World War II!"

"Stop dawdling! Move forward, next firing position!"

The two men rushed over quickly, carrying their guns, knelt on one knee, and immediately aimed their guns at the target without delay.

The high school team leader caught up again and asked, his tone a little probing: "Rookie Number Three! If you run into an old enemy shepherdess behind enemy lines, she might betray you if she shouts, but the team can't stop. What do you do? Tie her up or just shoot her?"

Chen Pai's fingers didn't stop, bullets were still being fired: "Tie him up."

"Rookie Number One? And you?"

Rookie A's voice boomed louder than a gunshot: "I'll just kill her! Keeping her alive is just asking for trouble!"

The high school team leader stared at Chen Pai: "Rookie number three, if your teammate wants to kill you, are you still going to take the hit?"

Chen Pai didn't even lift his eyelids, his gunshot carrying a tough tone: "Tie him up, that's my answer."

After the two finished shooting at ten targets, they unloaded their magazines. The senior team leader's face darkened, his expression turning icy: "Rookie number one, out! Report to the discharge office, don't just stand there!"

Rookie A stared wide-eyed, looking completely bewildered, and didn't move for a long time.

On the other side, Xiao Zhuang and Qiangzi were crouching down, practicing tactical shooting, while Captain Gao followed behind, throwing out a question quickly and urgently: "Rookie Seven! Terrorists have taken hostages and are holding guns to their heads, forcing you to fire. What do you do?"

Qiangzi roared as he hit him, his voice filled with ruthlessness: "What else can we do? Just shoot that bastard!"

"Rookie Number Ten! Your teammate is going to shoot regardless of whether the hostage lives or dies, what do you do?"

Xiao Zhuang's hands didn't stop, but his mind worked even faster: "I'll make some noise to distract the terrorists and give them cover until we take them out!"

"Forward! Next shooting position: Rookie No. 7, what if your teammate misses and goes off-target?"

Xiao Zhuang replied decisively, "I'll finish him off with one more shot!"

"What if you also fail and end up shooting the hostage?" Captain Gao pressed, his tone slightly provocative.

Qiangzi puffed out his chest, full of arrogance: "I can't possibly miss! My gun has never missed!"

"Rookie Number Ten! Suppose your teammate really messes up, what would you tell your superiors?"

"To tell you the truth," Xiao Zhuang answered decisively, without the slightest ambiguity.

Geng Jihui and Rookie B had just finished a round and were jogging to their next position when Gao Zhong's question came over again: "Rookie Eleven! How do you get a terrorist who's completely unyielding to talk?"

As Geng Jihui pulled the trigger, he answered in a deep and powerful voice: "Use the effective methods."

"Rookie Number Fifteen! How do you understand 'effective techniques'?"

The newbie's voice was weak and timid: "It's...it's just a legal method, how else can it be understood?"

"What if the bomb explodes in ten seconds, and hundreds of hostages are going to die with it?" Captain Gao's tone tightened as he stared at him.

The newbie stammered, his head almost touching his chest: "Well... I can only use legal methods, otherwise I'll be punished..."

Gao Zhong's lips twitched, and he turned to Geng Jihui: "Rookie number 11? You tell me."

Geng Jihui rushed to the next firing position, a flash of gun muzzle light followed, and he said, "I will use every trick in the book to get him to talk, no matter what it takes, until he does!"

"Are you trying to extract a confession through torture?" Captain Gao stared at him.

“If that’s what you’re saying, I won’t deny it.” Geng Jihui didn’t back down; his tone was firm.

"Rookie Number 15! What will you do if your teammate really does that?"

Rookie B immediately said, "I'll stop him! We can't let him do whatever he wants!"

"What if we can't stop them?"

"I...I'll report to my superiors!"

"Why?" the high school captain pressed, his eyes like knives.

Rookie B's voice trembled: "Because we'll both be punished!"

"What about the lives of those hundreds of hostages? Compared to your punishments, which is more serious?"

The newbie opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word for a long time; he was completely stuck.

The high school team's face turned cold: "Rookie number 15, out! Rookie number 11, keep practicing!"

Finally, Lao Pao and Xiwa jogged to the middle shooting position, and after a few shots, all the targets fell to the ground.

The high school team leader walked over and pointed at Xiwa: "Rookie number 31! What would you do if you encountered scattered enemies while infiltrating behind enemy lines?"

Xiwa's voice was loud and clear, with a touch of naivety: "I'll listen to the squad leader! Whatever the squad leader tells me to do, I'll do!"

"Advance! Next firing position: Rookie Thirty-One! What if that enemy has a radio and can just press a button to report your location?"

Without a second thought, Xiwa roared, "Kill him! We absolutely cannot let him report this!"

"What if you don't kill them with one shot, but seriously injure them instead?"

“I’ll listen to the squad leader! If he tells me to finish off the enemy, I’ll finish off the enemy; if he tells me to tie them up, I’ll tie them up!” Xiwa answered decisively, his eyes full of honest obedience.

The senior team leader turned to the veteran: "Rookie number 25, if it were you, what would you give the order?"

The veteran's voice was steady, without the slightest hesitation: "See how badly he's injured."

"Be specific, don't try to dodge my questions."

"If the injury is minor, treat and bandage him first, then tie him up securely so he can't escape. If the injury is serious, the kind that's beyond saving..."

The old man paused, his tone turning somber, "Just give him a quick death, so he doesn't suffer anymore."

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In the end, only Feng Yuxiu remained. Feng Yuxiu realized that Gao Zhong had deliberately left him at the back.

All team members completed training, and nearly one-fifth were directly eliminated.

Those who were eliminated never imagined they would be eliminated in such a simple assessment task.

They stared blankly at the distant mountains, still unable to process the fact that they had been eliminated.

"Rookie Number Twenty-Eight, if a war is taking place in a building, and there are terrorists inside, and you have no idea how many people are inside, but your superiors give you a half-hour mission, how would you command your squad?"

Feng Yuxiu quickly fired at the target, then immediately ordered, "Explosion."

"Rookie Number Twenty-Nine, how do you interpret your captain's description of 'explosion'?"

The rookie exclaimed, "Report! The order is to blow open the breach, rush in, and annihilate the criminals!"

"What if there are other civilians inside the building?"

Feng Yuxiu suddenly stopped, and the other newbies watching looked on curiously.

"Rookie number 28?" Gao Zhong shouted, frowning.

Feng Yuxiu raised his gun, turned around and stared at Captain Gao. "This question is invalid. Is the battlefield divided into domestic and foreign territories? Are civilians divided into our country and other countries?"

The high school team leader frowned. "Is there a difference?"

"Of course there are. If this were in our country, I would use a small team to raid and eliminate the criminals one by one to rescue the hostages."

"What if it's in another country?" Captain Gao frowned. If it were any other rookie asking such a question, he would have already swung a high-pressure water gun at them.

Feng Yuxiu smiled slightly, "Where are the commoners?"

Upon hearing this, everyone froze, staring at Feng Yuxiu as if he were a demon.

(End of this chapter)