The hospital is too busy, so I'm going to join the army and become a top soldier!

As soon as the command was given, the first communications soldier behind the throwing line immediately gripped the training grenade.

He turned his body slightly to the side, stepped his right foot back firmly, and pulled his arm, along with his shoulder and back, backward.

He then used the force of pushing off the ground with his lower limbs and twisting his waist and abdomen to throw the training bullet out forcefully.

The training missile traced an arc in the air and rolled forward a short distance after landing.

The target reporter quickly shouted, "Thirty-eight meters!"

The first soldier reached 38 meters. He Zhiyuan's expression didn't change much; he simply nodded and let the next soldier continue.

Soon, the second soldier entered the fray.

After the training bullet was released, the target reporter shouted, "Forty-two meters!"

The third one is thirty-six meters.

The fourth one, thirty-nine meters.

……

Looking at these results, Shen Yan was somewhat surprised.

He originally thought that since all the soldiers in the communications company were veterans, the grenade throwing distance would be at least fifty or sixty meters for everyone.

It's not uncommon for some to reach 70 or 80 meters.

In reality, most people's results were between 30 and 40 meters.

There aren't many people who can consistently throw more than 50 meters.

Shen Yan then realized that he might have been misled by the legends of those fierce soldiers.

What do you mean by dropping bombs from over 100 meters? What do you mean by a humanoid mortar?

That certainly exists, but those kinds of people are the most twisted of all!

It cannot be used as the average level of an ordinary soldier.

If everyone could throw a grenade more than 100 meters, what would be the point of grenade throwing?

That's called mortar-equipped infantry!

In the future, when leading troops into battle, there will be no need to shout about firepower suppression.

They immediately shouted, "All platoon, prepare grenades! Target 120 meters ahead, grenade launch!"

The thought of that scene is outrageous!

The assessment continued, with soldiers from the communications company taking turns to participate.

Some people clearly relied on forceful arm swinging, and although the training bullets looked like they were thrown with great force, the landing point was not far. They even couldn't help but rub their shoulders a couple of times after swinging them.

It's obvious that he used too much force and got injured.

The more Shen Yan looked, the clearer it became.

In the game of bomb throwing, it's not true that having more strength guarantees a farther throw.

Strength is just the foundation; the key to widening the gap lies in whether the force is generated smoothly, whether the angle of the strike is correct, and whether the body is transmitting the power!

Just then, a veteran with broad shoulders and thick arms walked behind the throwing line.

As soon as he came out, the soldiers from the communications company next to him became noticeably more excited.

"Old Zhao, show the new recruits what to do!"

"Don't accept it today!"

"Didn't you say last time you could reach sixty? He Lian is here watching today!"

The old soldier, named Zhao Tieshan, heard the commotion around him, looked up, and laughed and cursed:

"Shut up, you lot! I'll show you what a human mortar looks like!"

He Zhiyuan stood to the side, his expression showing more anticipation.

Clearly, Zhao Tieshan had a good grenade-throwing record in the communications company.

Shen Yan subconsciously looked over carefully.

After Zhao Tieshan regained his footing, he did not rush to make a move, but first adjusted his stance.

He stepped back firmly with his right foot, and his body turned to the side at a greater angle than the people in front of him.

The next second, Zhao Tieshan pushed off with his feet, his waist and abdomen turning his upper body around.

The power was transferred from the shoulders and back to the arms, and the training bullet flew out of the hand, its arc significantly longer than that of everyone before it!

"Sixty-four meters!"

As soon as the target reporter's voice came out, the soldiers of the communications company cheered.

"Great job, Lao Zhao!"

"Sixty-four meters!"

"Your arm isn't wasted; the cafeteria's food really isn't going to go to waste!"

Zhao Tieshan smiled, clearly quite satisfied with the result.

He Zhiyuan smiled slightly and nodded, saying:

"Not bad, a significant improvement from the last assessment. Let's try to break the record in the last two categories as well!"

Shen Yan was slightly taken aback.

Sixty-four meters, is that enough to make so many people cheer?

Therefore, a standing throw of over 60 meters is already a very respectable achievement in the assessment of ordinary companies!

Shen Yan suddenly realized that he had been somewhat intimidated by the army's record!

He silently pulled up his bombing data in his mind.

Standing grenade throw, 48 meters.

Kneeling position grenade throw, 46 meters.

Bombing from a prone position, 44 meters.

When Shen Yan first saw this data, he felt it wasn't quite enough.

After all, that fierce warrior in the army could throw more than 100 meters, while my own 40-odd meters sounded like a child throwing a sandbag.

But now, after watching the communications company throw a round of standing throws, he suddenly realized...

My standing posture score of 48 meters doesn't seem to be the worst in the veterans' assessment!

It might even rank in the upper-middle range!

More importantly, his kneeling and prone scores did not drop significantly!

If all three are considered together, his overall score would probably rank among the top few!

This gave Shen Yan a sense of certainty!

Turns out I'm not so bad after all!

I was just using the entire army's records as a reference!

He might not necessarily embarrass the recruit company if he goes up there!

The bomb-dropping assessment is still ongoing.

Shen Yan left the assessment site and went to the temporary medical worker support point to familiarize himself with the situation.

He went over to take a look and immediately burst out laughing.

Surprisingly, everyone in charge of on-site support was an acquaintance!

Squad leader Ma Jianjun, along with several male medics, stood guard at the temporary post.

Ma Jianjun's eyes lit up the moment he saw Shen Yan.

"Oh, Xiao Shen's here!"

Several male medics nearby also laughed.

"That's it, we're safe now."

"I was just worried that if someone in the communications company really got a shoulder injury, we half-baked guys might not be able to handle it properly."

"I didn't understand Shen Yan's bone-setting technique last time. If we get a real case this time, I'll have to study it carefully!"

Shen Yan was both amused and exasperated.

"Squad leader, don't say that. Training accidents aren't that easy to happen!"

Ma Jianjun glanced at him, then looked towards the bombing area, and said in a low voice:

"Don't be fooled by the fact that grenade throwing doesn't seem as strenuous as weighted running. If you don't apply force correctly in any part of your body, it can hurt for half a day. There have been cases where people have dislocated all their joints from the effort!"

At this point, Ma Jianjun added, "Especially the people in the communications company, they are never afraid to carry cable reels, equipment, climb slopes, or cross ditches."

When it comes to the actual test, nobody wants to throw a few meters less than the others.

They all kept telling each other to be careful, but their hands were practically ready to hurl training rounds at the neighboring regiment!

Shen Yan nodded.

That's absolutely right.

Actually, he did have a little bit of expectation in his heart.

After all, setting a bone can increase the grenade throwing distance by one meter.

If someone does dislocate their shoulder joint, they can treat it themselves and improve their throwing ability!

But as soon as the thought popped into his head, Shen Yan immediately suppressed it.

No!

How could I possibly hope that my comrades would dislocate their joints?

If too many bones were set, it would be a bombing training accident in the communications unit!

Company Commander He is likely to be promoted by the regimental commander and political instructor!

Just then, someone outside suddenly shouted.

"Medic!"

Ma Jianjun immediately stood up.

Shen Yan followed him out.

The person who arrived was Zhao Tieshan, who had just thrown 64 meters.

He looked a little embarrassed, his right hand on his shoulder, and his upper body movements were noticeably awkward as he walked.

He Zhiyuan was also standing beside him. His expression wasn't too bad, but there was obvious worry in his eyes.

Zhao Tieshan chuckled and said:

"I might have used a bit too much force just now. After I threw it, I couldn't lift my arm up very well."

Shen Yan's heart skipped a beat.

Come to life!

Of course, this idea cannot be made too obvious.

He immediately composed himself, stepped forward, and asked, "Is it your shoulder that hurts, or your upper arm?"

Zhao Tieshan stretched his arms, but frowned as soon as he raised them halfway.

"My shoulder and upper arm hurt, and it's hard to lift them up."

Shen Yan nodded, gesturing for him to sit down first.

"Don't move, let me check first."

After Zhao Tieshan sat down, several soldiers from the communications company gathered around to watch the spectacle.

He Zhiyuan glared at them:

"What are you all doing standing around like that? Those who aren't scheduled for the assessment, go back and prepare. Don't block the medics here."

The soldiers then shrank back and scattered, but their eyes still couldn't help but peek in this direction.

Shen Yan first observed the shape of Zhao Tieshan's shoulders.

There was no obvious deformity of the shoulder joint, the acromion position was normal, and the arm did not exhibit the abnormal posture typical of dislocation.

He then gently palpated the shoulder and back, deltoid muscle, biceps brachii area, and rotator cuff area.

Zhao Tieshan gasped in pain in several places.

"It's right here, it hurts when you press it."

Shen Yan had him try raising his arm slightly, and then tested simple abduction and rotation.

It was eventually confirmed that it was not a shoulder dislocation, but more likely a muscle strain in the shoulder and arm, plus excessive stretching of the shoulder and back muscles.

Shen Yan felt a little disappointed.

It's not a dislocation; the bone can't be set yet.

But he quickly suppressed this disappointment.

We're all comrades, so it's definitely a good thing if we don't dislocate our joints!

You can't expect someone else to dislocate their shoulder just to increase your grenade throwing range, can you?

Shen Yan said, "Thankfully, it wasn't dislocated."

Zhao Tieshan visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen Yan continued, "It should be a muscle strain."

"You exerted a lot of force when you stood up just now, and your shoulders, back, and upper arms experienced a significant momentary pulling force. It's best not to force it afterwards; continuing to force it will only increase the strain!"

Zhao Tieshan's face immediately turned bitter.

"But I've only thrown the standing position; I haven't thrown the kneeling or prone positions yet."

"He Lian asked me to come and take a look. If I can handle this here, I want to finish submitting the remaining two papers."

"Otherwise, I won't get any grades!"

Zhao Tieshan immediately looked at Shen Yan, his eyes filled with pleading for help.

Shen Yan knew how much a poor performance in the assessment would affect a soldier who wanted to stay in the army.

Without Zhao Tieshan having to say anything, Shen Yan examined him again in detail.

After a moment, he finally spoke:

"I can help you with this first, but you might not be able to reach your peak condition afterwards!"

Zhao Tieshan nodded quickly.

"That's great!"

"As long as you can keep submitting the last two applications, that's fine!"

Shen Yan asked Zhao Tieshan to sit down and began to treat the muscles in his shoulders, back, and upper arms.

He first massaged Zhao Tieshan's shoulder blades, latissimus dorsi, and posterior deltoid muscles to help him relax his muscles.

Then, gently push away the area damaged by overstretching, following the direction of the muscle.

Seeing Shen Yan getting a massage, Ma Jianjun and several male medics immediately gathered around to learn from her.

As Shen Yan approached, he began to explain the procedure while simultaneously handling the situation:

"For this kind of strain after throwing a bomb, you can't just press on the most painful spot right away."

First, check for dislocations, tears, or nerve compression. Once you've determined it's not a serious problem, start massaging the surrounding muscle groups.

"The shoulders, back, and upper arms form a complete power chain. You can't just focus on the painful areas; you also need to take care of other areas."

Ma Jianjun nodded repeatedly as he listened.

Several male medics quickly wrote it down as well.

At first, Zhao Tieshan was in so much pain that he grimaced and hissed as he gasped for breath.

A few minutes later, he could clearly feel that his shoulders were much easier to move.

After Shen Yan finished treating him, he asked him to try raising his arm slightly.

Zhao Tieshan looked up and was stunned.

"Why?"

"It seems like it can actually be lifted!"

He slowly moved his shoulders again.

Although it's still a bit sore, I can lift it up now!

"Dude, that's some serious skill!"

Just then, a system notification appeared.

[Host has completed on-site treatment of injuries sustained during bombing training!]

[Host's experience in treating shoulder and arm muscle strains has improved!]

[Host's understanding of the bombing chain has improved!]

[Host's standing grenade throwing distance increased by 1 meter!]

Shen Yan's eyes lit up immediately.

So treating muscle strains can actually increase throwing range?

However, it only increased the distance of the standing posture.

Even so, it's enough for Shen Yan!

After Zhao Tieshan's arm was treated, he thanked Shen Yan repeatedly.

"Bro, thanks a lot! I thought I was going to get zeros in the last two sections!"

Shen Yan then spoke up to remind him:

"Don't push yourself too hard. For the last two exercises, just focus on completing the movements. Don't force yourself to achieve a high score, or you'll strain yourself even more!"

Zhao Tieshan quickly replied, "Understood, I definitely won't force it!"

"As long as it passes, that's fine!"

After Zhao Tieshan returned to the bombing zone, many soldiers from the communications company surrounded him and asked him what had happened.

"Old Zhao, how's it going?"

"Can I still vote?"

"What did the medic say?"

Zhao Tieshan stretched his shoulders, his expression noticeably more relaxed than before.

"I'm telling you, a massage expert has arrived at the medical team!"

"It felt so good after his massage!"

"Look, I can lift my shoulders again now!"

"If any of you feel discomfort in your arm after throwing grenades, go find him right away, or it might hurt for days!"

When the soldiers of the communications company heard that there was a massage expert in the medical team, their minds immediately became excited!

They all risked their lives to throw the grenades, whose arms wouldn't ache?

There are expert masseuses available now, and they're free!

Why not go?

Not long after, a second communications company soldier arrived at the temporary medic post outside.

"Medic, my arm is a little sore too, could you take a look?"

The third one arrived.

"I think I twisted my waist just now, it's not serious, just a little twisted."

The fourth one is more direct.

"My wrist hurt a little when I threw it, could you massage it?"

……

Shen Yan was slightly surprised as he watched the small queue gradually forming at the entrance!

But soon, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up!

"Wow, these sales figures are finally here!"

"Even if each person I press only increases my bomb-throwing distance by one meter!"

"But there are already twenty or thirty people queuing up outside. If more come later, it will be too late when I start dropping the bombs."

"I'm afraid we're about to break their communications company's bombing record!"

"Hehe, it's time to let Old Chen show off!"