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

Chapter 57: The Shock of a God

Gao Cheng looked at his watch with some boredom, and asked the soldier next to him to fill his teacup with water.

The soldiers nearby had already gathered together, and several soldiers from the third squad were cheering Feng Yuxiu on.

This is no longer a matter of Class 3's reputation.

The bet at this moment concerns the reputation of the Steel 7th Company and the Red 3rd Company.

Then Hong Xingguo's face turned ugly.

"Captain, isn't this nonsense? This will seriously affect the morale of both companies. If this continues, they're bound to start fighting."

Gao Cheng sneered, "Fighting is fine, but if they can't, I'll look down on them. If they stay at ease for too long, this company will fall apart!"

"Don't say that. Wu Liuyi's record last week was 200. It's a real record." Hong Xingguo is very optimistic about this competition.

Gao Cheng sneered and waved his hand, "I trust Wu Liuyi, but what about Xu Sanduo?"

Hong Xingguo was amused and said with a smile, "That's the Soldier King who broke two military records. Our Seventh Company still has a great chance of winning this competition."

"That's based on the assumption that his limbs are intact. Do they have any now? Eight of his ten fingers are broken. How can you compare them? They're really letting people wash their feet in front of me. Just wait and see how I deal with them!"

"Oh, oh, oh, it went up." Hong Xingguo shouted at the window with his eyes wide open.

"Impossible!" Gao Cheng's face was full of disbelief.

With eight fingers broken, I can't even do push-ups, let alone difficult physical exercises like abdominal rotations.

next second.

Gao Cheng was silent.

The figure climbed up.

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Everyone looked at Feng Yuxiu on the horizontal bar in a daze.

Everyone's eyes fell on his hands.

The white gauze was now stained red with blood.

"I'm going to win big." Wu Liuyi was shocked.

"Stop!" Shi Jin stepped forward and shouted, "Private Xu Sanduo, get down!"

Suddenly, the people in Class 3 reacted.

This man has eight broken fingers.

Asking him to do abdominal rotations now, isn't that just asking for death?
After one trip, you will definitely be permanently disabled.

Shi Jin also understood this truth.

He couldn't let such a potential military king be ruined just because of a competition.

Everyone saw the seriousness of the problem.

Including Ma Jun.

Ma Jun's face turned pale as he walked to the horizontal bar. "I don't want to compete anymore. Come down. I don't want to compete anymore."

"Third Master, please come down. There's really no need for that! Isn't it just Master? I'm used to calling you that, don't you think so, Master Ma?" Bai Tiejun was so scared that he spoke with a stuttering voice.

At this moment, Ma Jun had no intention of enjoying the joy of being called "Master".

We are all comrades-in-arms.

It's just a competition, there's no need for such consequences, and there's no deep hatred.

We are all hot-blooded men, so we can compete.

There is no need to pay the price of disability.

Feng Yuxiu's eyes became firm and he looked down.

There were hundreds of people standing on the playground, all staring at him in amazement.

The force just applied pulled the broken bones apart.

The stinging sensation made his insides go crazy.

Under everyone's shocked gaze, Feng Yuxiu clasped his thumbs on the horizontal bar, placed his palms on the cold iron pipe, and stood upright with his abdomen against the bar.

环！
A perfect start to a standard abdominal rotation.

If you can't use your hands to exert strength, then use the strength of your whole body to forge your legs into a big pendulum.

Use the strength of your legs to drive your whole body to shake.

His speed became faster and faster, forming a pendulum hammer with his arms as the core.

"Fuck." Shi Jin rarely cursed.

It can't be stopped now. The private's disability does not allow training, but now it has begun, and Shi Jin can only wait.

Wu Liuyi swallowed his saliva. The abdominal bar rotation has an extra name.

Giant swing on the horizontal bar!
Circle yourself into a circle.

Like a fan, he defied gravity and drew circles. "Captain, I'm going down!"

Hong Xingguo turned around and ran into the office, grabbed the camera on the table and ran down the stairs.

If a private with eight broken fingers breaks the abdominal bar record of the 7th Steel Company.

This is a typical example worthy of being published in the Youth League newspaper.

Hard work is always a spirit worth promoting in the army.

Gao Cheng stood like a statue until the cigarette in his right hand burned his flesh.

So, the arrogant company commander turned around and walked out of the office, went downstairs, and walked towards the protagonist on the playground step by step.

He has seen many powerful soldiers and generals.

I have also seen the so-called soldier king who refused to leave the front line even with minor injuries.

But I have never seen anyone who has eight broken fingers still doing abdominal rotation for the honor of the company.

How cruel must this kind of soldier be?
Be cruel to yourself and even crueler to others.

Not too many words.

Everyone stood in a row like a sculpture, looking at Feng Yuxiu who was swinging wildly on the horizontal bar.

The extreme speed made his hands soaked with red blood.

Drop by drop, it fell to the ground and was covered by fine soil.

Feng Yuxiu stared intently at the front, and the world changed layer by layer.

He couldn't even tell the difference between the sky and the earth.

The intense pain made the madness deep in his eyes even more excited.

“It’s so cool!!!”

The rough roar shook the earth like a military song.

This sound made Gao Cheng's scalp tingle.

"Two hundred and sixty-seven." Bai Tiejun counted softly.

"Shut up and count in your mind!" Wu Liuyi glared at him angrily.

No one cares about this number anymore.

They all wanted to see the limits of this soldier with eight broken fingers, this private who was unlike a human being and could not feel pain.

The blood seeping from his hands became a lubricant for the gauze and the horizontal bar.

Under this kind of lubrication, Feng Yuxiu should have been unable to hold on.

But he was extremely fast and showed no signs of slowing down.

It made him act like a well-oiled gear.

Spin!

Keep spinning!
Shi Jin, who was closest to it, could even feel the wind brought by the rapid rotation.

"hey-hey……"

Feng Yuxiu began to laugh foolishly.

His body was constantly stretched by gravity.

The body keeps hitting the horizontal bar, and the muscles are in the process of repairing the injuries.

The chest trembled slightly, and a heat current radiated from the abdomen to every part of the body.

Feng Yuxiu's eyes became brighter and brighter.

The person on the horizontal bar is still spinning, unconsciously, without joy or loss, only swinging up and down, tilting and spinning.

He is the brightest star on the playground.

Shining, bright, dazzling.

Click, click, click!

Hong Xingguo knelt on one knee and kept taking pictures of the horizontal bar.

Gao Cheng was so surprised that he opened his mouth slightly. Wu Liuyi lowered his arms again. The playground was silent, and everyone looked at it as if it was a monster hanging on the bar.

The military camp is no longer in a regular circular motion, but is flying, flying back home, flying to the grassland, flying over the endless roads, and flying past a passing train.

A soul passes by like the wind, examining everything that is imprinted on this soul.

There is no sound of people, only the sound of flying wind.

Gao Cheng's second cigarette burned his fingers, and he subconsciously threw it away with a dazed expression on his face.

This trance comes from shock.

Complete shock.

(End of this chapter)