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

Chapter 19 Preparation for the Group Assessment
"Does the squad leader have any coarse salt?"

Old Ma, wearing a bellyband made from a door curtain, looked at Feng Yuxiu with surprise.

This soldier has been here for more than two months. He gets up at four o'clock every day and I don't know where he goes. He comes here every time it's mealtime.

"Xu Sanduo, even though this is the Gobi Desert, it's still a military unit. What does a military unit need? Discipline."

Feng Yuxiu said coldly, "Discipline? All you do is sleep and play cards. You're talking to me about discipline?"

Lao Ma was speechless for a moment. He completely ignored He Hongtao's warning.

Laziness is not like shitting, which can be thrown away by exerting force.

"Then what do you want the coarse salt for? You've already taken three bags in the past two months." Lao Ma's voice lowered a little.

Feng Yuxiu didn't say anything, but walked to the kitchen, picked up a bag of coarse salt and walked out.

Lao Ma put down the rag and walked out of the dormitory door.

The yellow sand all over the sky turned this place into a desolate place.

He gathered his sleeves with his hands and slowly squatted in the corner.

"8 for you!" This is Li Meng's voice.

"Right, J! Hehe, I'm better." Old Wei spoke in a muffled voice.

"No, just pass." Xue Lin said vaguely with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Where is the squad leader? What is Cat doing in the kitchen? Isn't he studying his bridge anymore?" Li Meng asked.

"I don't know. He hasn't touched bridge since the instructor left last time. I don't know what he is thinking about." Xue Lin threw down the cards and said helplessly.

"I'm very panicked when the squad leader is like this. It's as if the squad leader has fallen and there is someone missing." Lao Wei no longer had the heart to play.

"Where is that lonely man?" Li Meng looked at the two of them.

"Who knows? He didn't talk to us all day, got up earlier than the chickens, and didn't come home last night. I don't know where he slept."

Old Ma, who was squatting in the corner outside the door, slowly stood up.

His expression hardened. "You're right. We can't go on like this!"

boom!
The rusty iron door of the dormitory was kicked open.

"Oh, the squad leader is here? We are short of one person, hurry up and sit down!" Li Meng tore off the note on his face and quickly made way.

"Are you all planning to live like this? Are you all planning to live a life of idleness? Huh?!" Lao Ma's face was sinister and his voice was deafening.

The three of them looked at each other.

Old Wei laughed and walked up to Old Ma, "No, squad leader, you lost last night, and cooking for us today is a punishment. Why did you change your face again?"

"Just muddle along, just muddle along!"

Old Ma turned around and rushed out.

He Hongtao's words before leaving kept ringing in his ears.

"Xu Sanduo is a potential soldier king, but he's not good at shooting. If you help him, you're helping yourself! Old Ma, don't let yourself go."

Some people make a decision in an instant.

After years of smoking, he said he would quit and wouldn’t even touch cigarettes the next day.

This sudden whim happened to Lao Ma.

The decadent aura on him was blown away by the yellow sand. The environment cannot be changed. It has been like this here for many years.

But people's ideas can be changed.

If we leave here and change the environment, won’t the environment be changed?
Lao Ma walked around and searched the area within a radius of three kilometers.

There was no trace of Feng Yuxiu.

On the loess slope, Lao Ma squinted his eyes. "With a 30kg bag of coarse salt, is he really that strong? Can he run that far?"

At this moment, cold sweat broke out on Lao Ma's forehead.

There is no one living here.

What if this soldier had an accident and died somewhere?

Or maybe you walked too far and accidentally fell into a ravine and passed out.

This will be a serious offense for the Red Third Company.

No training, no acting, just a pipe man gone.

It doesn't make sense.

"What on earth is this kid doing?"

Old Ma's face turned pale, he took a breath and continued to move forward.

Finally he found something in a ravine ten kilometers away.

A rectangular trough made from worn-out wooden boards and rubble.

It is also covered with a wooden board to prevent wind and sand from blowing in.

There was also a kettle, dry steamed buns, some quilts and clothes inside.

He picked up the clothes and took a closer look. This was the military blanket issued by the Red Third Company. When he walked out of the ravine and looked at it from three meters away, he felt unwell.

From this direction, it looks like a coffin.

"What on earth is this boy up to? Is he here to join the army?"

Old Ma felt a little creepy.

-

"Sususususu!"

Feng Yuxiu's whole body folded into a ball, his chest kept rising and falling, and his bones made crisp crackling sounds.

The arms, thighs and cheeks were all rubbed with coarse salt and bled.

With a crisp bang from his big bones, his body was slowly stretched a lot.

"call!"

He stood up slowly, his chest rising and falling as he exhaled a light breath of hot air.

"After three months of hard work day and night in the recruit company, I've finally gotten started."

There are several layers of calluses on the knuckles of both hands.

He stood up and walked expressionlessly to a two-foot-square dead tree. His whole body began to tremble, and he smashed out with his right arm.

boom!
The dead tree that had been bombarded for more than two months was completely broken.

Then he picked up a wooden stick and continued practicing.

In his previous life, he almost died at the hands of a swordsman.

If the master had not had the intention to kill, he would have been stabbed to death long ago.

In this life, you must make yourself a comprehensive master of the pentagonal aspect.

At night, Feng Yuxiu buried himself in the loess, closed his eyes and breathed rhythmically.

The most important thing in martial arts is endurance. Whoever becomes exhausted first loses.

Three days later, the dry steamed buns in the kettle were eaten up.

Feng Yuxiu finished his training and headed towards his base.

He lifted the wooden board and narrowed his eyes.

There was an extra note inside.

"Xu Sanduo, this is the army. You can't be so undisciplined. Tomorrow is the company's assessment of each class. You must participate! - Squad Leader Lao Ma."

Feng Yuxiu threw the note away, gathered his clothes, stepped on the wooden board, and walked towards Class 5.

The preliminary preparations have been completed, as Hong Kong only returned last year.

He still has plenty of time.

Based on his current strength, he is definitely no match for Xiahou Wu.

He needs further training.

And you also need to find someone to fight with.

Those people in Class 5 who were just idling around were definitely not within his consideration.

It’s time to go back to the 7th Steel Company.

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into the night.

At the fifth squad's grassland guard post, Lao Ma was looking into the night with a rifle on his back.

His eyes were no longer restricted or wandering.

After a year of decadent days, he completely regained his composure.

He is a veteran, the best veteran squad leader!

"Huh? Someone?" Old Ma tensed up, pointing his spear at the darkness before him. "Stop! Shout!"

Feng Yuxiu paused, "Yue, return the number!"

"day!"

Old Ma relaxed, and upon seeing Feng Yuxiu's face, he couldn't help but shout, "You're a soldier too, aren't you? You've been so free and undisciplined for so long, you don't look like a soldier at all!"

Feng Yuxiu put down the blanket and said coldly, "Do you think so?"

Lao Ma was speechless, then he said, "People from the group will be here tomorrow. Although our place is deserted, you have to participate in every assessment. You should prepare well."

Feng Yuxiu nodded and walked towards the dormitory.

"Xu Sanduo, I heard that your shooting is not good? Do you want to listen to my advice for one night? Don't look at me like this, I used to be the best shooter in the whole regiment."

"No need, squad leader."

In the dark night, only Lao Ma's eyes were looking at the dormitory. "What's the use of being able to run? I have to pass the assessment. It seems that I have to show my skills tomorrow, otherwise this kid will not respect me!"

(End of this chapter)