Rebirth of Bloody Romance

Yuan Jun cursed in his heart among the rookies: Zhang Haiyang's grandson has learned bad things from Zhong Yuemin. He was not like this before! Zhong Yuemin's grandson is really not a good person. Look at what he has taught people to be like!

The rookies were all trying to figure out who said this. If they knew, they would beat him up. Yuan Jun didn't dare admit that he said this.

After they started practicing military boxing, Yuan Jun and Li Ting finally understood what Zhang Haiyang said. This boxing style is too difficult to practice. It looks simple, but their bodies can't do it. This is after they took the medicine. If they didn't take the medicine, they don't know what would happen.

The sun shines through the gaps in the leaves onto the square, and the rookies are sweating profusely while practicing military boxing. This is not the first time they have practiced under the guidance of the instructors, and this is already the third day, but every practice makes them feel deeply challenged.

"Rookie 250, your movements are not standard and they are out of shape." Zhang Haiyang reminded loudly.

Yuan Jun nodded and tried his best to adjust his movements, but found that his body could not keep up with his mind. He wiped the sweat off his face and sighed helplessly. "This set of boxing is really not easy to practice."

"Yeah, it seems so easy for the instructors, but when it's our turn, why is it completely different?" Li Ting couldn't help but complain.

Zhang Haiyang happened to hear the conversation between the two, and I was very happy. "You two didn't say that at the beginning! Rookie 250, do you remember what you said at the beginning? Today is the third day!"

The other rookies finally realized who was bragging. They looked at Yuan Jun with unkind eyes, and Yuan Jun had a hard time speaking out! Damn it, I should have stopped bragging earlier.

There was no other way, after Yuan Jun looked around, he started practicing again. He knew that this set of boxing was difficult to practice, and during the practice, he had felt that his body was gradually adapting to this set of boxing. If he wanted to learn the first stage, he still needed time and patience.

After practicing for a month, the rookies finally learned the first stage of military boxing. Their bodies became more coordinated and their punches became more powerful. However, just as they were getting better, an accident suddenly struck.

That day, Yuan Jun suddenly felt a sharp pain during practice and then fell to the ground. The other rookies were shocked and immediately rushed over to help him up. "Rookie 250, are you okay?"

Yuan Jun gritted his teeth and stood up, shaking his head. But his face had turned pale, and then he smiled bitterly and shook his head. "Maybe I used too much force just now."

Li Ting looked at him worriedly. "How do you feel now? Should we go to the infirmary?"

Yuan Jun waved his hand, "No need, I should be fine after a rest."

Zhong Yuemin came to their side and asked Yuan Jun who was lying on the ground, "What happened?"

"Report, I'm fine."

But things were not as simple as Yuan Jun imagined. In the next few days, his physical condition became worse and worse. After the doctor's examination, it was found that he was injured.

"What happened to you? You actually hurt yourself!" Zhong Yuemin asked with a frown after finding out.

Yuan Jun lowered his head and said nothing. Zhong Yuemin didn't know what to say when he saw his expression. "Rest for two days first, and then start practicing after your injury is healed." Yuan Jun hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

However, after the injury, Yuan Jun faced a greater challenge. He needed to endure the pain and suffering of his body while maintaining his love and pursuit of military boxing. But he did not back down, but practiced harder.

As the days passed, Yuan Jun's injuries gradually improved. Although he had not fully recovered, he was able to do some simple exercises. He was no longer as eager for success as before, but paid more attention to the cultivation of his body and the understanding of boxing.

Time passed quietly, and two months later, the rookies' military boxing skills were constantly improving. They had already started to learn the third stage. Although their movements were not perfect yet, they already had their own style and charm. They deeply felt the improvement in strength brought by military boxing. Compared with their previous selves, they were completely different.

Zhong Yuemin and Zhang Haiyang came to the military sub-district again. "Report."

"Come in."

"Hello, Chief." The two men saluted their leader.

Leader Wang glanced at the two of them. "The time for the exercise has been set. You still have 45 days to prepare."

"Yes."

Leader Wang glanced at Zhong Yuemin with dissatisfaction. "Are you ready?"

“We are always prepared.”

Leader Wang was suddenly amused. "Zhong Yuemin, you said that beautifully. Didn't you claim that the soldiers you trained could fight one hundred at a time? This time the enemy has 100 times more people than you. Do you think you have no problem?"

"Commander, I must correct you. I never said 'one gear one hundred'. This statement is neither accurate nor scientific. As the head of the training department, my task is to ensure that our soldiers have excellent combat qualities and skills, but the number of people is not the only factor that determines victory or defeat. I believe that our soldiers can perform well and complete the mission under any circumstances."

Leader Wang nodded and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, I understand. So, Zhong Yuemin, is there anything you need to explain to me now?"

Zhong Yuemin said seriously, "Commander, our enemies are 100 times more numerous than us, which is a disadvantage that cannot be ignored. However, our advantage is that we have excellent soldiers and outstanding tactical skills. We will adopt a new tactic, but I cannot tell you what it is now. We will use the terrain and resources to distract the enemy and minimize our casualties. At the same time, we will also use the night to carry out operations to avoid being attacked by the enemy during the day."

"Very good." Leader Wang nodded with satisfaction. "I believe you can complete the task. So, what are you going to do?"

Zhong Yuemin replied, "We will be divided into several teams, each led by an experienced soldier. This is called breaking up the whole into smaller units. No matter how many people the enemy has, it will be difficult to wipe out all of us. We will use the terrain and the cover of night to quietly approach the enemy camp and eliminate the enemy by surprise attack."

After hearing this, Leader Wang smiled with satisfaction. "Good, very good. I look forward to your victorious return."

Zhong Yuemin and Zhang Haiyang stood at attention and saluted. "Please rest assured, Chief, we will definitely live up to your expectations."

On the way back, Zhang Haiyang couldn't help but raise his doubts to Zhong Yuemin. "Yuemin, there's not much time left before the exercise. Shouldn't we make more preparations?"

Zhong Yuemin seemed confident. He smiled contemptuously. "Preparation? What do we need to prepare? Have you seen those rookies in our square? As long as we train them well, that will be enough."

Zhang Haiyang was still a little puzzled. "Yuemin, the other side has a large number of people, how can you be so confident? Can you tell me how we are going to fight then?"

A sly light flashed in Zhong Yuemin's eyes. "Of course I can tell you. Actually, my plan is a decapitation operation."

After hearing this, Zhang Haiyang was even more confused. "Decapitation operation? What does this mean?"

"You don't need to consider how many people the enemy has, whether it's 3 or 10. We don't care about their numbers. As long as we can destroy their headquarters, they will be defeated. Decapitation operations, as the name suggests, are to directly attack the enemy's vital points, making it impossible for them to command and coordinate. In this way, the advantage in numbers will no longer exist."

Zhang Haiyang slapped his thigh and suddenly realized. "Fuck, Zhong Yuemin, you are such a grandson! You can even think of this trick. With the people in our team plus those rookies, as long as we bypass their main force, we can take down any headquarters!"

Zhong Yuemin smiled proudly. "This is my plan. Their large army is like an elephant, moving slowly and having difficulty turning. We are like a group of cheetahs, fast and flexible. We can attack their headquarters directly when they are not paying attention, causing their large army to run around like a headless fly."

Zhang Haiyang rubbed his hands excitedly. "Yuemin, if you win this time, I'll buy you a drink."

"No problem. If you lose, I'll treat you to a meal." Zhong Yuemin replied with a smile.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the wooden houses in the camp, casting a warm yellow glow. Zhong Yuemin stood in front of the window, looking into the distance, his heart filled with deep longing. He dialed the familiar yet distant number.

The beeping sound rang out, and his heartbeat also rose and fell with the rhythm. Finally, the voice he had missed for a long time came from the other end of the phone. "Xiao Shihua, Dad is calling. Do you want to talk to Dad?"

Zhong Yuemin laughed, and his laughter was full of love and tenderness. "Wife, my daughter is so young, can she understand what you are saying? She is only a few months old."

Zhou Xiaobai laughed on the other end of the phone. "Although she is still young, she can already recognize your voice. Yuemin, do you want to try talking to her?"

Zhong Yuemin said softly into the phone without hesitation, "Xiao Shihua, this is your dad. Do you miss me?"

There was a baby babbling sound coming from the other end of the line. Zhou Xiaobai smiled and said, "See, she got excited when she heard your voice."

Zhong Yuemin listened to his daughter's voice, and his heart was filled with warmth and happiness. He imagined what his daughter would look like when she grew up, and she would be as beautiful and smart as her mother. He decided to give his family a better life.

Zhou Xiaobai's gentle laughter came from the other end of the phone. "Yuemin, our daughter is very smart. Are you okay over there? Take care of yourself. Shihua and I miss you very much."

"I miss you guys, too. I miss you guys so much." Zhong Yuemin's voice trembled. He took a deep breath and calmed down. "Everything is fine here for me. Don't worry. You guys, take good care of yourselves."

"Yes, I know. Yuemin, you must be careful and come back early." Zhou Xiaobai's voice was also a little choked.

"I will. I will definitely go back early." Zhong Yuemin said firmly, "Okay, I won't say any more. You have to take care of yourselves."

"Okay, Yuemin, we will take care of ourselves. You should take care of yourself too." Zhou Xiaobai's voice was filled with endless worry and concern.

Zhong Yuemin hung up the phone, his eyes full of determination and tenderness. He knew that his retirement was on the agenda.

Zhong Yuemin sat on the bed in the wooden house, holding a letter in his hand. There was a photo in the letter, which was his daughter Xiao Shihua. The letter was full of his wife Zhou Xiaobai's thoughts about him, and every word was like a wound, deeply hurting his heart.

Zhong Yuemin stood at the entrance of the camp, looking at the distant horizon. He knew that he was waiting for a day, waiting to reunite with his daughter and wife.

He held Xiao Shihua's photo tightly, with hope and determination in his eyes. He knew that he would go back to them. Night fell, and the starry sky was bright. Zhong Yuemin stood there, looking into the distance.

Another month has passed quickly, and the rookies finally saw the light of day after a long journey. They have already reached the third stage of military boxing, and are making progress every day. Every practice brings them one step closer to success. Today, Zhong Yuemin stood high up, looking down at them, and told them an exciting news - give them a day off to have a good rest. This is undoubtedly an affirmation and encouragement for their hard work.

"The day after tomorrow you will have your last test." Zhong Yuemin's voice was loud and serious. "After you pass it, you will no longer be rookies, but qualified special forces soldiers." This sentence was like a signal, which instantly ignited the rookies' fighting spirit.