Chapter 117: The Humiliated Dagger

  In the army of each country, there are always some soldiers standing in the sunlight, patrolling and guarding the borders. There are also some soldiers hiding in the shadows, unknown to others, walking on the edge of a knife, strangling those who may harm the national interests and ethnic benefits in their infancy. Those are national heroes, these are also national heroes.

  They endured the nostalgia for home, withstood the misunderstanding of their families, and wandered on the edge of life and death. Living was silent and voiceless, but dying could bring them the glory they deserved. Yet in this world that was developing faster and faster, there were often stories that made heroes shed blood and tears.

  The Dagger Squad, from its formation to full strength, had eighteen members. Hu Xu was the third captain of the Dagger Squad. Before this mission, a temporary member was added, making the full strength nineteen people. They went to the tropical rainforest in Southeast Asia to clean up drug traffickers and track down a military deserter.

  The mission went very smoothly, and the bayonet also had great strength. Just as they were about to retreat with the target, a temporary team member's gun misfired, waking up the drug dealers in the jungle. The two sides engaged in a fierce battle, and the Crazy Dragon fell asleep forever in Southeast Asia. Hu Xu was furious, killing all the drug dealers and ***, and finally even shot at the bastard teammate, if not for running out of bullets, I'm afraid only 17 people would have come back, and it's uncertain whether the 18th person would have made it back!

  He glared at the young face at the back of the team, his whiskers twitching with rage. Bai Zhanchi, what a ridiculous name, a complete waste! Thinking of this, Hu Xu's teeth itched with anger again. The entire Stabbing Dagger Squad had not lost a single member in battle for three years, and the eighteen people were as close as siblings.

  Bai Zhan Chi couldn't help but feel wronged, or rather, that he had bad luck. As the captain of a special forces squad, he had also participated in many missions, and yet this kind of low-probability accident that only newbies would make - a misfire - happened to him. Of course, even if Bai Zhan Chi were to be put on trial by a military court, he would never admit that he was really nervous at the time!

  Pursuing and capturing within the border, long-range sniping, and going deep into the jungle beyond the border to launch a surprise attack are not comparable. Originally thought the mission was simple, followed by going for gold-plating, adding more stars on shoulders, and later White Spread Wings could utilize his own military network to build his own special operations team, but everything went wrong!

  Bai Zhan Chi's anger ignited as he thought about this, looking around and seeing that he was being punished by his superiors and sent here to train new freshmen. Bai Zhan Chi's discontent grew even more, gazing at the beautiful female students in the distance, a lewd glint flashing in the corner of his eye. Tonight, he would find two girls to take out and have some fun with, venting his frustrations.

  This semester, the new students of Beiqing University are quite numerous. More than 80 people from two classes were assigned to a single instructor. The computer science class 1 and class 2 of Xuanqi were combined and assigned to Instructor Hu's name. Instructor Hu had not yet recovered from his sorrow and still had a burning fire in his heart. Looking at the nearly hundred students in front of him, he cleared his throat and said: "From now on, I am your instructor. In my eyes, there are no college students, only new recruits. In the next 15 days, I will strictly demand from you. Of course, I won't treat everyone equally, but separate boys and girls. After all, girls have a weaker physical constitution by nature and cannot be trained with the same intensity as boys."

  The ratio of men to women studying computer science is the same as that of nursing or early childhood education, with two classes having over 80 people and only ten girls in total, which means there are only five girls per class.

  Ten girls were divided together, with beards and wise eyes like torches, and ten physically weak and sickly ones were brushed into the girls' team. Although they are treated as new recruits, this is training after all, not war, those who really can't make it physically don't have to be too demanding.

  After all the students stood in line, Hu Xu did not speak but started taking off his clothes. After removing his camouflage uniform, he began to take off his pants. When both pieces of clothing were removed, he stood under the sunlight, and his body was not naked, but wore a black vest on top and had long leg wraps tied around his legs in the middle, with black four-cornered pants underneath.

  Hu Xiu unfastened his back and leg bindings, still standing on the ground: "The back is eighteen kilograms, the leg is twelve kilograms, together thirty kilograms. Whoever doesn't believe it can come up and check!" In the sunlight, Hu Xiu revealed robust muscles, each with scars, not just gunshot wounds but also knife wounds.

  Xuan Qi pretended to inspect the equipment and went around to the back of Hu Xu, but found that his back was intact. This is a Han man, in his creed there is only charging forward, never retreating, so he has scars on his front but none on his back.

  Lao Ding also spoke up, "This is indeed a good fellow, his external skills have been cultivated to the extreme, and his spiritual beliefs are as hard as iron. Unfortunately, he lacks internal martial arts techniques to support him, and over the years, he has suffered injuries that have damaged his abdominal organs. Within three to five years, if he doesn't take care of himself, I'm afraid he'll spend the rest of his life bedridden."

  Xuan Qi listened and then used the Upper Mirror Technique. Indeed, from the rolling hot fiery life energy of his whiskers, he saw a thread of black pathological energy entwined around the red life energy, like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark waiting for an opportunity to strike, and it would be as swift as a mountain collapse.

  Xuan Qi then used the technique of diagnosing qi on other instructors and found that except for the pale-faced instructor, all the other instructors had hidden diseases in their bodies.

  "Alas, you humans are so eager for quick success and immediate gain! You train your soldiers in inhumane ways, suppressing their potential and forcing them to unleash their greatest strength at the peak of their youth. But in doing so, you sacrifice their future health. This is too utilitarian, too inhumane, and utterly devoid of benevolence!"

  Xuan Qi was speechless for a long time, this matter is really hard to say, there is no certain right or wrong. Blame the country? Or blame the system? Don't they know that such training is bad for their bodies? The rise of a nation, the prosperity of an ethnic group, will always have people like them who dedicate their blood and even their lives for it. This is a process, they are mortgaging their future health to maintain the backbone of the Republic, representing 1.3 billion people, standing up for the country's chest. Unregretful, willing with all one's heart.

  After the people around him checked, they confirmed that these were all true. Hu Xu put on these equipment again: "Now I'll compete with you to run laps. You run one lap, and I'll run two laps with a load. Whoever can win me doesn't need to train anymore." His face turned serious, and the air of killing and fighting came out: "Everyone must have it! Attention! Rest! Run!" He took the lead and ran onto the playground with the team.

  Xuan Qi followed the team and asked in a low voice, "Can I pass on the cultivation method to them?"

  "If they're loyal to you, I have no opinion. If they're loyal to the country and learn your skills, wouldn't you be afraid that they'll catch you and dissect you?" Old Ding said in a low voice: "After all, in this country, there's not only justice and righteousness, but also some evil spirits that can't be eliminated."

  Xuan Qi didn't say anything in the end, and silently let out a sigh. Yes, this world has good people and bad people, no one knows whose hands the ultimate power will fall into. If it's for good, then it can bring blessings to all living things. If it's for evil..., Xuan Qi dared not imagine further.

  "Run! Keep running! You guys run one lap, I'm going to run two laps. Look at you guys, like a bunch of noodles, haven't you ever had physical education? Don't you know how to run? Hairy's face is as black as coal now. How can the physical quality of young people be so poor these days? What if there's a war in our country, can we have every citizen become a soldier? Can university students who can't even run 3,000 meters maintain national sovereignty and territorial integrity?"

  In the three years of high school, everyone studied hard day and night, just to be able to leap over the dragon gate in the college entrance examination. Only focusing on cultural courses, naturally ignoring physical education, poor physical fitness is a matter of course, it's impossible for a group of birds in a cage to show off their racing pigeon style.

  So they ran three thousand meters, and most of the students were panting, when some students had already started to turn pale and sweat profusely at the time of running ten thousand meters. Xuan Qi saw that others didn't run, so he stopped his footsteps too, squatting on the ground pretending to be out of breath.

  His whiskers and eyes were full of disappointment, he couldn't think of anything, didn't say a word, silently ran forward, circling the playground, round and round, from the scorching sun at noon to the overcast afternoon. Whiskers couldn't understand, what had happened to the strong and healthy people of this country? The plaque that was smashed with great force many years ago was once again hung around everyone's neck, the four words "Sick Man of East Asia" were so piercing.

  The whiskers think more deeply, when this generation of people is old and retired. Handing over the task of national defense to these university students who can't even run 3,000 meters, gritting their teeth to run 10,000 meters, and are not as good as the bound-footed women of ancient times, can they do it?

  Always steadfast and watchful, at this moment he shattered, looking to the side at Bai Zhan's outstretched wings, Hu Xu's mood was like the dark, heavy clouds rolling across the sky.

  Crack! A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, and the rumble of thunder shook his ears. Large raindrops pattered down, and in the rain, he still stubbornly ran laps. He couldn't think it through, couldn't figure it out, and just couldn't understand.

  Xuan quietly stood up, in the computer class, he was just a head sheep, people around him were watching him, watching him rush into the rain curtain, silently following the instructor's footsteps, silently running laps.

  Others saw Xuan Qi running, and they followed suit. At first, it was just one person, then two, and before long, more and more people joined in. The originally confused eyes flashed with determination, and amidst the heavy rain, a team of people appeared, running together.

  The disappointment in Hu Xu's eyes turned into confusion, and he looked at Xuan Qi behind him and asked loudly: "Why?"

  Xuan Qi shouted in a loud voice: "A strong youth makes a strong country." Xuan Qi said, his eyes gleaming with stubbornness: "We may not be stronger than you now, but as long as we keep running, we will definitely surpass you. Is there anything more difficult than the college entrance examination in this world? Everyone in this school is a big winner of the college entrance examination, are we afraid of running laps?"

  Xuan Qi's words not only shocked Hu Xu, but also infected the surrounding classmates. In the pouring rain, a neat song suddenly came: "When the youth are wise, the country is wise; when the youth are rich, the country is rich; when the youth are strong, the country is strong; when the youth are independent, the country is independent. Beautiful! I am young and have a country, with heaven not old! Powerful! I am young and have a country, with no borders!"