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

Chapter 196 What is Hell? The Hell from Yuan Lang!

"Why do they torture us like this? This has gone beyond normal training methods and is simply murder!" Tuo Yonggang lay weakly on the horizontal bar, and the pain all over his body made him complain.

At this moment, he felt that every muscle was screaming with fatigue, and there were waves of sharp pain where his back touched the horizontal bar.

Wu Zhe wore a wry smile, but his eyes revealed a hint of calmness and insight. "They're trying to break our defenses, but more than that, it's that condescending sense of superiority at work. Look, we're suffering here, while they're comfortably going back to sleep."

Just as the two were talking, there was a "bang" and an officer suddenly fell off the horizontal bar. Fortunately, there was a soft sand pit below.

The officer gritted his teeth, his face full of unwillingness and persistence. After climbing out of the sand pit, he struggled to climb onto the horizontal bar and continued lying there.

It's not a pleasant feeling to sit on the horizontal bar. Let alone two hours, even five minutes would make my back hurt.

Feng Yuxiu quietly adjusted his breathing, and soon fell into sleep.

This little pain was nothing to him. He had slept in the turbulent and crowded Victoria Harbour before. In comparison, the ordeal on the horizontal bar was nothing.

Chengcai adjusted his body slightly, a look of worry on his face: "You two, if you keep lying like this for two hours, I'm afraid you really won't be able to get up, right?"

Wu Zhe frowned slightly and explained patiently, "Our muscle solubility has reached its limit, and our bones are showing a noticeable stiffness. If we lie here for two hours, we won't be able to sleep peacefully at night. In fact, the real torture will come at night, not now."

Tuo Yonggang's face turned pale instantly, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes. "Since they are not here now, let's go down. Just pretend that we fell in accidentally and take a nap in the sand pit. This sand pit has been exposed to the sun all morning, it must be warm and comfortable."

Wu Zhe smiled, his eyes revealing a hint of helplessness and rationality: "I advise you not to treat Old A as a fool. Who said no one is watching us? That telescope can see our every move at all times."

In desperation, everyone closed their eyes and tried to get some sleep on the painful horizontal bar. As time passed, they gradually began to forget the pain in their backs and immersed themselves in this short rest.

An hour later, Qi Huan stood beside Yuan Lang with an embarrassed look on his face, holding a sniper rifle tightly in his hand, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

Yuan Lang held up a telescope and stared closely at the people who were being trained on the horizontal bar, his eyes revealing a hint of scrutiny and expectation.

"Only an hour." Qi Huan paused and spoke slowly, with a hint of uncertainty in his voice.

"Don't I know how to tell the time?" There was a hint of displeasure in Yuan Lang's voice, and his eyes still did not leave the telescope.

Qi Huan took a deep breath, half squatted down, held the sniper rifle firmly in both hands, and aimed at the half-exposed smoke bomb buried at the edge of the sand pit.

"Bang!" Qi Huan pulled the trigger instantly, and the bullet shot out like a meteor and hit the smoke bomb accurately.

Suddenly, a thick yellow smoke exploded at the edge of the sand pit and quickly spread.

"Cough cough cough..." Everyone was choked by the sudden thick smoke and fell off the horizontal bar.

Feng Yuxiu covered his mouth and nose tightly with his hands and rushed forward with difficulty in the thick smoke.

He never expected that Old A would do this. This smoke bomb could even be guided remotely. Even if the omnipotent Sun Wukong came, he would be choked to death and would not be able to react at all when he was caught off guard.

"Son of a bitch, I want to fight him one-on-one!" Tuo Yong had just fallen asleep for a while with great difficulty, but now he was choked by the thick smoke and all the violent emotions in his body burst out instantly. His eyes were red and he roared loudly.

Wu Zhe grabbed Tuo Yonggang, a look of helplessness and calmness on his face: "Is this the first time you've seen this? This is a special forces unit, different from our regular troops. Here at Old A, you won't be told in advance when you start training. Now I think this training is quite interesting, full of challenges and unknowns."

"Keep calm, keep calm." Wu Zhe comforted Tuo Yonggang while trying to stay calm.

Tuo Yonggang wiped the tears from his eyes, his eyes revealing a hint of anger and unwillingness: "I want to see what tricks they can come up with!"

Yuan Lang approached with a kind expression, looking at the group of soldiers who were utterly utterly choked by the smoke, and shook his head gently: "Soldiers, don't you realize that unfamiliar environments are the most dangerous? If this were a real bomb, you would have died long ago."

Everyone stared at Yuan Lang with indignation. In just this short morning, Yuan Lang had completely enraged this group of battle-hardened officers and soldiers.

"Everyone, do you see the package over there? Twenty-five kilograms. Continue the ten-kilometer cross-country run with the load. It's noon and the weather is quite hot, so there's no need for you to follow the car." Yuan Lang's voice was flat and powerful, as if announcing that a new ordeal was about to begin.

Only then did they remember that their morning training did not involve any weight-bearing, they just ran after the car.

And now, this weight of 25 kilograms, or 50 jin, will become their new burden.

The next training was the same as in the morning, but this time, they didn't have to run after the car. But the painful thing was that they had to run hard while carrying a 50-kilogram weight.

After they finally completed 100 sets of wall squats, they were already panting and their legs were weak. But they had no time to rest and dragged their heavy bodies to rush towards the 400-meter steeplechase.

Yuan Lang looked at their figures, a faint smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes revealed a hint of expectation and cunning.

Just as the first person started to move forward, a stun grenade was thrown in front of them with a "buzz! bang!"

Suddenly, the strong flash and huge noise made everyone cover their ears in pain. They squatted on the ground with ferocious faces and let out painful growls.

"Fuck!" Everyone started cursing, their hearts filled with anger and helplessness.

"What are you doing? If you dare to stop for more than three seconds again, you will be deducted five points!" Yuan Lang is not a kind person. He immediately issued a new rule of deducting points, and his voice was stern and unquestionable.

Chengcai gritted his teeth and thought secretly in his heart.

Apart from the two points deducted during the assembly, his current score is 98.

Every time he maintains a new score, his chances of staying in the old A's increase.

Thinking of this, he hardened his heart and rushed forward with gritted teeth, even though his vision had not fully recovered and everything in front of him was blurry.

"Bang!" Another stun bomb exploded. The strong flash and sound made Chengcai unable to dodge, and tears flowed down involuntarily.

"A bunch of idiots." Qi Huan couldn't hold it in any longer and shouted, "Didn't you see the frequency of the stun bombs? You're just like pigs! Pigs are smarter than you, and you're called the King of Soldiers. This is hilarious!"

At this moment, everyone was stunned, and when their eyes could barely see the target, they began to count carefully.

"one two Three……"

"Bang!" The stun bomb exploded again.

"Three seconds! Three seconds to throw!" someone shouted excitedly.

With this frequency, they began to rush forward frantically, counting silently in their hearts. At the third second, everyone closed their eyes and covered their ears, trying to avoid the damage of the stun grenade.

Only Feng Yuxiu stood quietly at the starting point, looking at the obstacles in front of him, with a hint of calmness and confidence in his eyes.

Just as Qi Huan was about to speak, he saw Yuan Lang waving his hand, signaling him to be silent.

Yuan Lang was also very curious and wanted to see what the soldier in front of him was planning to do.

Feng Yuxiu thought to himself, of course he had to show off, otherwise what was he even doing here? But he also knew that even though he was personally recruited by Yuan Lang, there were no unlimited points here. Among these 42 people, he saw too many geniuses, including snipers more powerful than Chengcai, and even the 23-year-old major.

"I'm deaf. I seem to be really deaf." Tuo Yonggang dug his ears hard and shouted loudly, his face full of pain and panic.

Wu Zhe covered his ears and ran as fast as he could, shouting, "Stop talking about this! If we run, we won't get bombed. I finally understand. Old A's training methods are unconventional. The grassroots companies teach us how to train, but they teach us how to survive on the battlefield."

Tuo Yonggang stared at Wu Zhe's mouth in a daze, and seemed to understand something from his silent words, then shouted: "I'm not hot!"

Wu Zhe's lips twitched slightly, he shook his head helplessly, and ran away.

"Bang!" This time there were two stun bombs, and they exploded one second apart.

They had just counted to three seconds and opened their eyes when the next stun grenade exploded.

The intense flash and tinnitus hit them at the same time, causing them great pain.

"Fuck your grandpa!" Tuo Yonggang yelled with his neck stretched, his eyes filled with anger and unwillingness.

Yuan Lang smiled silently, a hint of smugness on his face. He turned to look at Feng Yuxiu, a hint of provocation in his eyes: "42, forty seconds left. I don't think you can make it. I know you're trying to show off. But this is the Old A Special Forces Brigade, and I've been waiting for you to make a splash. Now it seems your chances are slim."

Because next, Qi Huan has two stun bombs in his hands. As the countdown approaches, the box of stun bombs will explode into an artificial minefield, making it extremely difficult to pass through.

Feng Yuxiu finally moved, and he instantly shot out like an arrow.

Yuan Lang stretched himself lazily, a triumphant smile on his face: "Qi Huan, give this proud soldier king a greeting gift."

Qi Huan cracked his mouth, a sly smile on his face: "I have been annoyed with him for a long time."

As he spoke, Qi Huan took out four stun bombs, weighed them in his hand, and looked at Feng Yuxiu's back with a smirk on his face.

As long as the first stun grenade can stop him, a series of minefields will fall around him. This point will be deducted for sure. We must kill his fighting spirit.

"Qi Huan, what are you waiting for?" Yuan Lang urged in a deep voice.

Qi Huan opened his mouth wide and threw it out with both hands.

"Bang bang bang bang!" Four loud noises and dazzling white lights exploded at the same time. The strong air waves and flashes made everything around blurred.

Tuo Yonggang opened his eyes, looked into the distance, and muttered to himself: "I really want to see Lei Lei Buddha... It's so white."

Chengcai closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "I must surpass everyone! I absolutely cannot go back to that shabby place!"

But the next second, a gust of wind passed by him, causing him to pause. Without time to think about it, he continued to run forward.

"Bang!" Chengcai hit an obstacle heavily, holding his stomach in pain, bent over, his face full of pain.

When the light faded, everyone looked up and saw a figure standing at the finish line.

Qi Huan stared gloomily at Feng Yuxiu who ran forward, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Yuan Lang raised his eyebrows, a hint of admiration on his face: "This kid... didn't look at the road, and just relied on memory to get through."

Qi Huan took a deep breath, a trace of helplessness and emotion on his face. "It's such a simple thing, and these so-called military masters couldn't do it. Estimating the battlefield terrain, moving at night, such simple tactics, they were completely forgotten because of the stun bombs."

Every training session of Lao A is focused on the battlefield, that is, war tactics that will inevitably occur and be used in the future, and every detail is crucial.

Wu Zhe instantly understood Feng Yuxiu's direction. He widened his eyes and stared at the obstacles in front of him, his eyes revealing a hint of thought and determination.

The moment the second blast bomb exploded, Wu Zhe closed his eyes and began to run. Relying on his memory, he carefully avoided obstacles and rushed towards the finish line.

"Oh, this is worthy of a master's degree. He quickly grasped it." Yuan Lang's mouth curled up slightly, and his eyes revealed a hint of complicated emotions. He stared at Wu Zhe's back, as if thinking about something.

After Wu Zhe ran over, he turned around and shouted loudly: "Everyone remember the terrain, then close your eyes and run!"

"He is a selfless person." Qi Huan looked at Wu Zhe and commented.

"But at the same time, he is a proud man and is not afraid of being surpassed by others." Yuan Lang sighed, seeming a little dissatisfied with Wu Zhe running over so quickly and shouting out the solution.

Everyone followed Wu Zhe's advice and ran safely over. Qi Huan also put down the stun bomb. Now that they had understood the method, the stun bomb had lost its effect.

"I said Old A would do these fancy things, did you see that?" Tuo Yonggang laughed heartily, with a hint of pride and relief on his face.

Qi Huan looked at the laughing trainees expressionlessly, then took out a booklet and said coldly: "25, 27, 16... deduct five."

He named thirteen people, and all of them had points deducted.

Tuo Yonggang was deducted five points with a gloomy face, but he did not dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction.

Because at this time, a car drove up from a distance, and Yuan Lang's voice rang out again: "The last climb! Let's see, it's almost three o'clock now, it's too hot... Then... climb the earth."

Everyone was a little confused and looked at each other. What does it mean to crawl the earth?
Qi Huan walked out and shouted, "Everyone! Get down! Support yourself with your hands."

"I know who can pull off these idiot tricks." Tuo Yonggang reluctantly lay down, his eyes turning into impatience. If it weren't for the first day, he really wanted to give up this torturous training immediately.

"The so-called climbing the earth takes into account that you will foolishly fall to your death if you climb normally. Do you see that tree five hundred meters away? From now on, support yourself with your hands and climb forward alternately. Action requirements: alternate your hands and keep your legs together." Qi Huang pointed to the tree in the distance and announced the key points of the action he invented with a smile.

Wu Zhe raised his head, a hint of doubt on his face, and asked, "Drag your lower body over?"

"35, two points deducted! Reason: not calling for report." Qi Huang said without hesitation.

In the following "earth crawling" training, everyone began to follow Qi Huang's requirements, supporting themselves on the ground with their hands, keeping their legs together, and crawling forward with difficulty.

The sun was high in the sky, and the scorching sunlight shone mercilessly on their bodies. Sweat kept dripping from their foreheads, wetting the ground beneath them.

Tuo Yonggang gritted his teeth and persevered, his hands trembling slightly from the effort, and his knees rubbing against the ground so hard that they hurt.

He cursed Lao A's abnormal training methods in his heart, but he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

Wu Zhe maintained a steady pace, his eyes focused and determined. He carefully observed the terrain ahead and tried to choose relatively flat places to crawl.

He was constantly thinking about how to improve his speed and efficiency, while also paying attention to the situation of other teammates.

However, not everyone can be as smooth as them.

Some team members gradually slowed down due to lack of physical strength, and some even began to make mistakes.

Some team members did not hold their legs firmly and fell to the ground; some team members did not keep their legs together and were mercilessly deducted points by Qi Huan.

"It's so immoral." Tuo Yonggang looked down and saw that the skin on his wrist had peeled off.

Wu Zhe stood up and took a deep breath, "Keep calm, keep calm."

Yuan Lang stretched lazily. "So, continue taking a nap? It's only five o'clock. Then I won't sleep. The third round of training will start at seven o'clock sharp. Get some rest."

After saying that, he waved his hand.

Qi Huan nodded, "Let's all take a break, a real break. Lunch in half an hour, and the third round of training in an hour and a half."

At this moment, everyone felt grateful.

Feng Yuxiu narrowed his eyes, "What kind of disease is this?"

Wu Zhe smiled and said, "Stockholm syndrome, also known as the Stockholm effect, hostage complex, or hostage syndrome, refers to a complex in which the victim of a crime develops feelings for the perpetrator and even helps the perpetrator in return.

This emotion causes the victim to develop a fondness for the perpetrator, become dependent on him, and even help him."

"Basically, as the torture of training progressed, whenever Captain A showed even a little kindness to these people, they would instantly forget the torture they had suffered."

After saying that, Wu Zhe glanced at Tuo Yonggang in the distance, and saw that his previous cursing mood had completely disappeared.

Instead, he lay in the sand pit with a satisfied smile on his face.

Feng Yuxiu took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and began to speak in his heart, "Feng Yuxiu, your personality cannot be changed. You are you, not someone else."

An extremely cold voice echoed from within, "Weng Haisheng, you useless piece of trash! Go and kill Yuan Lang! Cut him with one blow!"

Feng Yuxiu opened his eyes and forcibly suppressed his split personality.

The two reached an agreement that they must not be assimilated into consciousness and must not be thoroughly trained to be obedient.

(End of this chapter)