Siheyuan, Shazhu: I have both parents in this life

Chapter 299 Train to the point of death if you can't train to death

The snipers of the Seventh Company were now a little ashamed of the pride they had shown when they announced their scores. They practiced every day, and this guy, just by looking at his hands, you could tell he didn't handle a gun often, but his feel for the gun and his accuracy made them feel a little embarrassed.

Yu Congrong, who came along, laughed. He seemed to see the pillars on the peninsula battlefield, and at the same time, he mourned for his soldiers. They all thought they were the best, but now he would show them what real heroes were.

"Old Yu, is there a moving target?"

"No, we don't have any. How about I have someone get one ready tomorrow?" Yu Congrong said.

"Then let's just make do for now." Actually, He Yuzhu wanted to give these kids a tough lesson and make them remember it well, but it seems he'll have to wait. But that won't stop him from talking.

He Yuzhu talked about everything from aiming and positioning, wind resistance techniques, and troubleshooting firearms, all the way to night shooting.

Of course, he also demonstrated night shooting, which involved lighting a lit cigarette.

After he fought it, some warriors actually thought they were capable, only to find out later that it wasn't like that at all.

On the way back, Yu Congrong and He Yuzhu walked behind. Yu Congrong asked in a low voice, "Zhuzi, aren't you being a little too hasty? This isn't something you can learn in a day or two."

"Do you think I have a lot of time?" He Yuzhu asked in return.

"That's a bit too hasty. Can't we do it one at a time?"

“Sure, I’ll start sniper training tomorrow. You can bring over a few more people, and leave the rest to Chen Feng and the others. We have the training manual anyway.”

"Alright, I haven't seen anyone surpass you in all these years. I hope you can train a few good apprentices."

"That depends on the quality of your soldiers."

"We guarantee that everything sent will be the best."

"Wanli and the others should be back by now. You'll need to divide up the tasks tomorrow."

"Yes, I'll only feel at ease if I see it for myself, but your training syllabus has a lot of content."

"First train in mountain terrain, specifically targeting the southern mountains. You will be stationed in the south."

"Okay, I'll discuss it with Wanli when I get back."

The days on the training field flew by. He Yuzhu kept his promise and taught all the sniper skills of Wu Wanli's regiment without reservation. However, some of them were eliminated one after another.

Those who were eliminated were then sought after by various platoons and squads. The training intensity for helicopter tactics was also very high, with extremely strict requirements.

Rappelling, nighttime infiltration, rapid helicopter rappelling and support in complex terrain, and team tactical coordination—each of these presents a new challenge.

But no one complained or felt tired, because they knew these instructors only had two months to work.

Two weeks later, one morning, there was a knock on He Yuzhu's dormitory door.

He Yuzhu opened the door, and Wu Qianli, looking travel-worn, stood outside.

"Zhu Zi, pack your things and come with me," Wu Qianli said succinctly.

"Where are we going? Training isn't over yet." He Yuzhu frowned.

"Put the training aside for now. There's something more important. People from above have come. It's about the manuscript." Wu Qianli said in a low voice.

He Yuzhu nodded without asking any further questions. He quickly changed into clean casual clothes and followed Wu Qianli into a jeep with ordinary local license plates.

Once in the car, He Yuzhu asked, "Qianli, do you know the specifics?"

"You will know when you go."

The car drove out of Wu Wanli's regiment's camp in the morning light, making several turns before finally entering a heavily guarded camp.

After passing through several checkpoints, they were led into a spacious conference room.

The conference room had thick curtains drawn, bright lights, and was filled with smoke.

A dozen or so people dressed in old-fashioned military uniforms sat around the oval conference table.

They were generally around fifty years old, and He Yuzhu only recognized a few of them at a glance.

Xiong Jie and Mei Sheng were among them. The moment He Yuzhu stepped into the room, everyone's eyes were focused on him.

A complex mix of emotions—gratification, scrutiny, curiosity, and exploration—silently converged.

An elderly man with a gaunt face, sitting in the main seat, broke the silence by speaking first.

"Comrade He Yuzhu, please sit down. Time is of the essence, so let's get straight to the point. Division Commander Wu, Chief of Staff Xiong, and Political Commissar Mei all speak highly of you."

He Yuzhu nodded and sat down next to Wu Qianli.

“We know you have a special status, but we still invited you here. The main reason we asked you to come today is because of that ‘manuscript.’ We hope you can give us a thorough explanation of its contents.”

“Okay.” He Yuzhu’s answer was brief.

The old man smiled approvingly and continued, "You don't need to worry. Today's meeting will be just an academic discussion. No one will spread the word, and no one will know that you were here."

He Yuzhu nodded again, and the old man gestured for him to proceed towards the map hanging on the wall.

He Yuzhu talked for a whole day, covering the Army, Air Force, Navy, and even the Rocket Force, as well as some aspects of electronic warfare. Of course, he didn't talk about politics; he only discussed these things from a purely military perspective.

It wasn't that no one asked those questions; He Yuzhu simply replied, "Sorry, I'm just a businessman who's interested in military matters."

Those who asked questions were glared at by the old man and then listened attentively to the lesson, not daring to ask any more questions.

Actually, those present weren't stupid. Although He Yuzhu only talked about military development and some tactical issues, without mentioning any enemies, these things were too broad, basically covering all hypothetical enemies.

After Wu Qianli saw He Yuzhu off that evening, the old man watched He Yuzhu's departing figure and sighed, "What a pity!"

"Commander."

"You all know the importance of today's meeting, and I do not wish to meet you all elsewhere."

"Yes."

Before getting on the bus, Wu Qianli pulled He Yuzhu to stand by the bus and smoked a cigarette. He said softly, "Zhuzi, have we fallen so far behind?"

"Yes." He Yuzhu's voice was very low.

"Can we defeat the enemy just like we did on the peninsula?"

"I don't know," He Yuzhu said.

"You're not telling the truth, kid." Wu Qianli punched He Yuzhu.

"We will eventually defeat all our opponents, a principle that has remained unchanged for five thousand years." He Yuzhu gave a very broad answer.

“But our lives are only a few decades long!” Wu Qianli sighed.

“Our children will fulfill our wishes.” He Yuzhu patted his shoulder heavily.

“Yes, we have the next generation.” Wu Qianli threw away his cigarette butt and stomped it out.

He Yuzhu looked at Wu Qianli, opened his mouth but said nothing.

"Let's go back. It's a pity that your family members probably can't come back to serve in the army."

“We can also make contributions in other areas,” He Yuzhu said.

“Yes, other aspects are also important.” Wu Qianli opened the car door.

After getting in the car, Wu Qianli changed the subject and started asking about training. As they chatted, Wu Qianli said, "Old buddy, I'm really curious, what have you been doing all these years? How did you train all these military skills? Are you sure you're a businessman?"

"Is it possible that I'm the kind of person who can learn something in no time?" He Yuzhu asked smugly.

"You're kidding me. I've led so many soldiers, and I've never seen anything like this before."

"Hahaha, that's me."

"It seems like this is the only explanation. I really envy you. You don't look like someone who's almost 45. I heard from Big Guy Yu that you almost brought the Seventh Company to their knees on the first day. How do you maintain your stamina?"

"Is it possible that this is a talent?" He Yuzhu asked.

"You really leave me speechless; it seems like this is the only explanation."

"I told the truth."

"I know, but your honesty is really hurtful, you know?"

"I know, that's why I said it."

"Good lad, the older you get, the sharper your tongue becomes!" Wu Qianli slapped He Yuzhu on the thigh.

"There's nothing I can do; I often run into difficult people."

Are you talking about me?

“I don’t have any,” He Yuzhu shook his head.

The two bickered all the way back to Wu Wanli's regiment, where Wu Wanli and Yu Congrong came out to greet them after receiving a report from the guards.

Upon seeing He Yuzhu, the two breathed a sigh of relief. Wu Qianli had come to pick them up early in the morning without saying where they were going, and the two had been worried all day.

"Brother, where did you guys go?"

"I shouldn't ask anyone else."

"Yes."

"I'm going back. I have other things to do. You two hurry up and empty that little bit of stuff out of this kid's belly."

"Brother, this is a bit difficult!" Wu Wanli said.

"It's up to you."

"Understood." A month flew by in the intense training.

He Yuzhu imparted almost all the tactical skills he could think of that were suitable for the times and the current state of the military.

Wu Wanli's regiment underwent an unprecedented high-intensity baptism from top to bottom. From the initial shock and discomfort to gritting their teeth and persevering, and then gradually figuring out the tricks of the trade, the morale and tactical thinking of the entire unit were greatly improved.

Although no one said it, the day of parting had arrived.

In Wu Qianli's regimental headquarters, several old comrades sat together, the atmosphere somewhat somber.

"Brother Zhu, I really don't want to let you go. It feels like I just dug a crack in your treasure mountain and then the treasure mountain flew away."

“That’s right, Zhu Zi, with your skills, it would be so much better if you stayed in the army. Why be a big boss?” His eyes were full of reluctance.

"You think you can stay if you don't leave?" He Yuzhu retorted.

The two remained silent. Wu Qianli, as the elder brother, was more composed, but he couldn't hide his emotions about parting: "Zhuzi, you've worked hard this past month. What you taught and your training syllabus are treasures. We will digest them well and continue training."

Mei Sheng sighed, "I don't know when we'll meet again after this parting."

"Come back when you have the chance, we'll be waiting for you to have a drink," Xiong Jie said.

Looking at his comrades-in-arms who had gone through thick and thin together and were now all middle-aged, He Yuzhu was filled with mixed emotions.

He shook each of their hands firmly: "Alright, stop making it sound like we're parting ways. We're brothers, there's plenty of time for us to meet again."

"There's plenty of time in the future!" The group finally clasped hands together.

Before getting on the bus, He Yuzhu tossed a handbag to Wu Qianli, saying, "Old Wu, take a look at what's inside when you have time; it might be useful."

Just as Wu Qianli was about to open it, He Yuzhu said, "Don't look anymore. Wait until I leave before you look at it. I don't have time now. You can call me if you need anything."

He waved his hand and then shouted to the driver, "Drive!"

The driver shifted gears and stepped on the gas, and the jeep slowly drove away. He Yuzhu saw his old buddies waving incessantly in the rearview mirror, and his eyes reddened.

He silently withdrew his gaze, silently wishing himself well, brothers.

Once He Yuzhu's car was out of sight, Wu Qianli opened He Yuzhu's satchel and took out a thick booklet titled "Tropical Jungle Warfare Guide".

Wu Qianli tossed the bag to Wu Wanli and began quickly flipping through the contents of the booklet: miasma, swamps, poisonous insects, malaria, marching precautions, small-scale troop infiltration, jungle sniping.

The more Wu Qianli read, the more alarmed he became. He would never have believed that someone could write something like this without having been to a tropical jungle.

Furthermore, if this item were issued to troops by a foreign military, it would never have leaked out; it could only have been compiled by He Yuzhu himself.

He became increasingly curious about what He Yuzhu had been doing all these years. It felt like all of them, as soldiers, had wasted their time and couldn't even catch up to a fraction of what He Yuzhu had achieved.

"Take a look at them all." Wu Qianli flipped through them roughly and handed them to Xiong Jie.

After reading a few pages, Xiong Jie handed the book to Mei Sheng, then to Wu Wanli and Yu Congrong.

"Brother, what do you think Brother Zhu meant by leaving this book behind?" Wu Wanli didn't believe He Yuzhu would make such a claim without reason.

“I don’t understand either, there’s no such terrain around us,” Wu Qianli said.

"Is it possible that Zhu Zi thinks we'd go to a place like this?" Yu Congrong asked.

“We don’t even know where we’re going. We’ve been stationed here for almost ten years and haven’t moved an inch. How would he know?” Wu Qianli said.

“What if he can predict the future?” Yu Congrong said.

"Old Yu, you're a regimental political commissar now, what did you just say? Watch your words in the future," Mei Sheng said sternly.

“I also think Brother Yu is right,” Wu Wanli said.

"You guys, it seems you'll need to go back to the division headquarters to learn more in the future. I'll give you a proper lesson."

"Alright, whatever his purpose, Zhu Zi must have his reasons. He won't cheat us. We'll print a few copies when we get back to the division, one for each battalion, so they can learn from them first. What do you think, Political Commissar?" Wu Qianli said, looking at Mei Sheng.

"I think it's fine, there shouldn't be any problem. But should we hand over a copy so that the higher-ups can give it to the brother units in Yunnan and Guizhou?"

“Okay, keep the source of the booklet a secret from your subordinates, understand?” Wu Qianli said to Wu Wanli and Yu Congrong.

"Yes, Commander!"

"Pillar, oh Pillar, still so mysterious, just like when he appeared in our most critical moment," Wu Qianli sighed.

“Who says otherwise? I felt like this kid was sent down from heaven,” Xiong Jie said.

"Forget it, no matter where he comes from, he is our comrade-in-arms and our good brother. Remember that, if anyone has any ulterior motives, don't blame me for being impolite."

"Wu Qianli, what do you mean by that? Are you saying that you're the only one who's his brother and none of us are?" Xiong Jie said anxiously.

"I'm just reminding everyone to watch their mouths and not cause trouble for Zhu Zi."

“Yes, it wasn’t easy for him to come back. If he really has trouble, it’s hard to say whether he’ll be able to come back in the future. I was hoping to have a good drink with him,” Mei Sheng said.

“That’s right, my mother still wants to see Brother Zhuzi. She’s been talking about it for twenty years,” Wu Wanli said.

“Let’s go back. We’re heading straight back to the division headquarters. You two need to focus on your training. I’m always uneasy about what Zhu Zi has been up to, just like when we first saw him.”

"A fierce battle?" the group exclaimed in unison.

“How could that be? It’s been so many years since we’ve had a war,” Xiong Jie said.

"Hey, being prepared is better than being unprepared. Old Xiong, when we get back, do a thorough inspection of all the weapons and equipment in the regiment. Replace all the fire pokers and other unusable stuff."

"Yes," Xiong Jie said.

Two days later, He Yuzhu returned to his home in Hong Kong and was bombarded with questions from his family about where he had been. After finally managing to escape and return to his study, Xiaoman followed him in.

“Brother Zhu, President Liang has called twice during the time I’ve been away. He sounded quite urgent. It must be because there’s been significant progress regarding Baoan Investment.”

"Okay, I'll give him a call tomorrow. By the way, how's the company been lately?"

"It's all good, but things don't seem to be going very smoothly with Wilson and his team."

"That's normal. It would be strange if they could get away with it. They'll get used to it."

"That's true."

"Where did Li Ka-shing and his family go? Have you found out yet?"

"It seems like they went to Malaysia."

"Oh, tell your men to be careful. Even if you drive him away, that old guy still has a lot of resources. He'll come back for revenge when he gets the chance."

"I know."

The next morning, He Yuzhu dialed the number for President Liang's office.

"Hello, is this President Liang? It's me, He Fei. I just got back. I heard you were looking for me?"

The bank manager's voice immediately came through the phone with a sigh of relief: "Oh, Mr. He! You're back! There's been important progress! The higher-ups are taking your investment plan in Bao'an very seriously. A dedicated team has been set up, and we need to discuss many details with you in person. When would be a convenient time for you? We'll arrange a meeting as soon as possible."

He Yuzhu hesitated for a moment, then said, "I just got back and have some backlogged business to deal with. How about the day after tomorrow afternoon? You can choose the location."

“No problem, no problem! Two o’clock the day after tomorrow, still at Bank of China, is that alright with you?” President Liang immediately made the decision.

“Okay, then see you at Bank of China at 2 PM the day after tomorrow.” He Yuzhu readily agreed.

After hanging up the phone, He Yuzhu dialed another number: "Old Gu, it's me."

"Boss, you're back?"

"Yes, there's something I need you to do."

"You say."

How much spare parts do we have in stock for the H-1?

"There are still some left, what's wrong, boss?"

“We need to build some more. The batch of helicopters we sold were used very frequently, and we estimate they will need to replace parts soon.”

“Our components are capable of supporting helicopters to fly tens of thousands of kilometers,” Gu Yuanheng said.

"Keep building them, now they've flown at least five thousand, if not eight thousand."

"Okay, I know." Gu Yuanheng was obviously taken aback. Helicopters can fly like that?

"Alright, you're busy now, I'm hanging up."

"Yes."

Then He Yuzhu dialed the car factory's number again.

"Yang Tao, it's me."

"boss."

How many 'Warrior' Jeeps do you have left in your warehouse?

"We just shipped a batch of goods to Africa, and we still have twenty vehicles left."

"That's a bit too few. How about this, Yang Tao, can you get a batch of 'Warriors' out by the end of the month, making it fifty vehicles? Can you manage that?"

Yang Tao thought for a moment about the production schedule and replied, "Okay, boss, but the workers will need to work overtime."

"You can arrange the overtime pay as you see fit, as long as the truck can pick up the goods on time."

"understood."

(End of this chapter)