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Chapter 484: I

~7 min read 1,392 words

"Damn, a miracle doctor!"

The next day, at the same time, same place, in the same saltwater lake.

Watching Guo Yongwen's rear look as if a motor were installed, he swam faster than anyone.

Zhou Kaidong, Ding Tengfei, Kong Long and the others trailing behind couldn't help but widen their eyes.

After the lights went out yesterday, they were still quietly discussing in the dormitory whether Lu Yang's prescription worked, and now it shows results in just one day?

Sure enough, when an expert acts, you can tell if it works; the same method yields completely different results!

"Stop dawdling, swim faster!"

"Especially you guys, the Motorized Infantry, why did you all stall like an engine that died in the water!"

"Do you also have aquaphobia? Want me to treat you? Catch the last one, and the reward is a drowning experience in the morning, noon, and night!"

I'm risking my life!

Everyone was terrified and frantically treading water, using every ounce of strength to swim forward; afraid of being the last and becoming the unlucky one!

After the swim, they returned to the camp, drenched, and before their clothes could dry, they hurried into the physical training circuit.

"Everyone, use me as the benchmark, spread out!"

"One hundred push-ups, start now!"

"...... 88, 89!"

Lu Yang, holding a megaphone, walked among the crowd shouting numbers.

Looking down at Wan Baoshan's odd posture, he kicked his butt with his foot.

"Why stick your butt up so high? Think your butt's extra perky?"

"Report, no!"

Wan Baoshan, being meticulous, immediately corrected his posture, looking obedient.

But when Lu Yang turned around, he stuck his butt up again, using it to offload his arms and relax his core.

"70, 71, 72..."

"Hm?"

"Wrong, wrong!"

Lu Yang: "Where's the mistake?"

Liu Ziqiang: "Miscounted, we just got to 89, the next should be 90, now it's 92!"

Lu Yang let out an 'oh', pretended to forget, and asked the few soldiers who raised doubts: "Did I just call out 89 or 69?"

"89!"

"I heard it clearly, it's passed to Brother 89!"

"Instructor, you talked to Wan Baoshan, then turned and forgot, jumping straight back to 70!"

Lu Yang shook his head, saying it shouldn't be possible; he hasn't reached the level of miscounting numbers yet.

He first approached Guo Yongwen, smiling: "Platoon Leader Guo, you're the First Platoon Leader of the Second Company; tell me, did I earlier shout 89 or 69? Did I miscall, or did everyone misremember?"

Guo Yongwen looked up at Lu Yang above, the glare making him hallucinate, as if he saw his great-grandmother.

Then the recurring fear of drowning made his heart race, and his two arms began to tremble uncontrollably.

"It was 69, then 70, 71, 72, that's how I called out; I don't know what others heard, but that's what I heard!"

"I'm calling a deer a horse!"

Under the shade of trees not far away, the several company commanders supervising the training suddenly erupted like a stampede.

Gao Feng looked as if he'd seen a ghost; he knew this soldier all too well.

He is upright, would rather bend than break, and in the past he even critiqued Guo Yongwen, telling him not to be so forceful, as strength that is too rigid breaks easily.

Now, after just one course of the medicine, not only is his aquaphobia cured, but he's also learned to be worldly and smooth, adapting to the situation??

Lu Yang then went to Kang Changyi, bent down and patted his head: "You're the Platoon Leader of the First Company; tell me, did I shout wrong, or did you mishear?"

Kang Changyi was so nervous his bladder was about to give out; despite his body being exhausted, painful, and tormented; but when he looked up and saw Uncle Xiong Yao under the nearby shade, holding a tea jar, sipping water while squinting coldly at him, he felt even more anguish.

The people he fears most appeared two at once; he truly felt like dying.

He even felt an urge to apply to join the Military Police and hang out with the 'airplane brother'.

That way he could escape these two's clutches and roam freely without fearing them.

"Speak up?"

"Report!"

Kang Changyi, after deep thought, shouted loudly: "It was you who miscounted!"

Lu Yang glared, his tone rising with a hum.

Not far away, Xiong Yao, supervising the training, turned a cold face, twisted the cup lid as if to walk over here.

Kang Changyi, frightened, hurriedly finished his sentence: "It was clearly 58, 59, then you jumped straight to 70; now it should be 60, it should be 60!"

Lu Yang's face broke into a smile: "So that's it, looks like I indeed misremembered and shouted wrong."

Xiong Yao also nodded slightly, retreated to the shade, unscrewed the lid and kept drinking.

Kang Changyi breathed a sigh of relief internally, glad his quick wit saved him, otherwise he'd have become the scapegoat.

What he never expected was that everyone else threw contemptuous looks at him, and someone even mouthed an insult: "lackey!"

Kang Changyi felt numb, wondering why he's stuck in the middle, being neither in nor out; he was doing it for everyone's good, to lessen their suffering!

One hundred push-ups, and somehow it inexplicably turned into one hundred fifty.

The subsequent pull-ups, sit-ups, and wall squats were similarly excessive.

In reality, the training volume generally exceeded the previously set hundred.

By the end of the day, the soldiers were exhausted, constantly complaining.

In just two or three short days, they could match the total weekly training load, leaving every soldier exhausted, body and mind, completely limp and weak.

A few even suffered muscle cramps, electrolyte imbalance, trembling hands and weak legs, unable to pick up chopsticks to eat.

Damn, why won't my hand obey?

It's all the same—didn't you see I'm using a spoon, not chopsticks?

My hands are shaking like Parkinson's; last night I went to pee, tried to steady myself, and almost launched off the ground!

This scene was seen by Gao Feng, Ma Qing'an and the other senior officers, their faces full of worry.

It's downright chaotic!

I agree, this training plan is way over the limit—at least more than twice that of the Sea Training Base!

It's not just double, it's almost triple! Ten kilometres each morning, noon and night—are we training people or livestock? Even a mule would die of exhaustion!

At this rate, the results won't improve while the soldiers' bodies collapse first!

And the meals are a far cry from before; the meat portions are so tiny—can the nutrition keep up?

We can't blame Lu Yang for this; the unit's early formation had limited funds, so we have to be frugal, and once we achieve results, …

"Wait?" Gao Feng slammed his chopsticks on the table, his stubborn temper flaring instantly: "We can wait, but can the soldiers wait? Want the horse to run but not let it eat grass—there's no such logic in the world!"

With training intensity that high and nutrition lagging, so many people's hands shake they can't even hold chopsticks—who will take responsibility if the training ruins their bodies?!

Lu Yang's men? I'm going to drag him to Chief of Staff Xiong and ask—are the higher‑ups really this considerate of the soldiers' hardships?

Gao Feng was so angry he skipped his meal, shouted and stormed out of the Cafeteria, determined to demand an explanation for the soldiers.

He Zhen Tao, Ma Qing'an and a few others saw they couldn't stop him, feared he'd lose his temper at Lu Yang again and blow the situation up, so they hurried after him.

When the senior officers went over to demand an explanation, the others in the Cafeteria couldn't stay seated, shoving handfuls of rice into their mouths, then followed together.

The Cafeteria emptied quickly; when Squad Leader Hong, apron tied and holding freshly pickled radish and cilantro, came out, only two people were still eating there.

"Strange, where did everyone run off to? They were just here."

Kang Changyi and Guo Yongwen exchanged a glance across the distance, said nothing, and kept shoveling rice with relentless focus.

Some lively scenes you can join; some you can't—better just to eat honestly!

Moreover, with everyone gone, the unfinished dishes on the table are all theirs!

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