A Post-Apocalyptic Journey to Another World

After another day of tank assault coordination training, Long Wenzhang ran up to Li Liansheng with a smug look on his face and said, "Company Commander, Xu Liang didn't throw up today! He's not carsick anymore! And he's made great progress in all aspects. He needs encouragement, so please give him a compliment!"

Li Liansheng scoffed, "Improvement? Even if he improves, won't he still be last in your class? I see, and I admit, he's diligent and stubborn. He might be able to do many things very well!"

Li Liansheng took a soldier's steel cup, poured water from his canteen, took a sip, and continued, "But he's not suited to be a soldier! Look at him, standing there so timid and hesitant, he doesn't even dare to breathe loudly when he sees a stranger! If he really went to the battlefield, could he charge? Would he have the courage to fight with bayonets?"

Zhang Xi, with his sharp hearing, heard their conversation from afar. He ran over and exclaimed, "Company Commander! Squad Leader! Xu Liang is doing really well with the giant swings now! He can do fifty now, which is almost at the squad average!"

Upon hearing this, Long Wenzhang immediately said, "Yes, yes, Company Commander, you must take a look." Without waiting for Li Liansheng's reply, he shouted loudly, "Xu Liang!"

"Here!" came a timid voice. Xu Liang ran over from afar. Facing the company commander, he still kept his head down.

"Xu Liang, how many giant swings can you do now?" Long Wenzhang asked deliberately.

"Four... more than forty."

"Don't be timid when answering a question! If you can do fifty, I'll return the banner of 'Advanced Class' to your class!" Li Liansheng said.

"Really?" Xu Liang looked up abruptly, his eyes lighting up, but then lowered his head again after meeting Li Liansheng's dark face. "There are too many people, I'm afraid I won't do a good job."

Zhang Xi quickly replied, "How come you do so well every day when I practice with you?"

“No one was watching back then, and you, Squad Leader Huo, were always by my side, so I felt confident,” Xu Liang said.

Long Wenzhang patted Xu Liang on the shoulder: "Zhang Xi and I are here now, so don't be afraid. Just focus on doing your job."

So Xu Liang walked to the horizontal bar, tried to grab it, but failed on his first attempt! Li Liansheng turned to leave, but Long Wenzhang stopped him.

Zhang Xi walked up to the horizontal bar and said to Xu Liang, "I'll count, Xu Liang. Remember this: once you do fifty, the people in the class won't look down on you anymore. They'll even become your friends."

"Really?"

"real!"

Xu Liang adjusted his posture and finally completed a loop. Then, using momentum and the swing of his legs, he adjusted his center of gravity and began to move smoothly.

Li Liansheng, having been pulled back by Long Wenzhang, decided to stay and asked, "Whose record is the Great Loop Chain?"

“Mine,” the squad leader replied.

"How many?"

"two hundred."

"You're quite something that this thing can hold up to two hundred. You're really something else," Li Liansheng said.

The giant swing exercise doesn't actually require much physical exertion; its difficulty lies in the dizziness caused by the rotation. Doing this exercise makes you feel like the world is jumping and spinning. At a certain point, the dizziness makes it difficult to concentrate, causing your movements to become distorted, and you'll fall. In short, this exercise tests a person's willpower.

Xu Liang mechanically spun on the horizontal bar, while Zhang Xi counted: "Fifty-one, fifty-two..."

As time went by, more and more soldiers gathered around the horizontal bar, and soon all the soldiers from the fifth squad were there.

Zhang Xi was still counting: "One hundred and eighty-nine, one hundred and ninety..."

"Squad leader, your chances are about to be broken!" a soldier shouted. Unfortunately, Xu Liang couldn't hear him at all.

Long Wenzhang and Li Liansheng were both stunned. The water in Li Liansheng's cup spilled all over the floor, but he didn't notice.

"One hundred and ninety-nine."

While spinning, Xu Liang suddenly stumbled and nearly fell, failing to complete the two-hundredth spin.

The squad leader breathed a sigh of relief.

Xu Liang, his eyes tightly closed and his whole body drenched in sweat, gritted his teeth and asked, "Zhang Xi, is that fifty enough?"

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned: "What a idiot!"

"Not enough!" Zhang Xi shouted, "It's still far from enough, let's do it again!"

Xu Liang roared, "Ah!" His voice was still sharp and drawn-out, like a duck being choked. His howl resonated in everyone's hearts, and Xu Liang's world began to spin again.

The soldiers watching were now completely silent, except for Zhang Xi, who silently counted until Xu Liang's hand suddenly slipped and he stopped. But one of his hands remained hanging from the horizontal bar. He asked again, "Are we there yet?"

"We're here, we've arrived, we've been here for a long time! Three hundred and thirty-nine!" Zhang Xi was no longer willing to lie to Xu Liang.

"Quick, carry him down! Take him to the infirmary!" the squad leader shouted, and a group of soldiers rushed forward.

People hurriedly lifted Xu Liang up and tossed him aside, leaving Li Liansheng muttering to himself, "Three hundred and thirty-nine! He's someone to be reckoned with now!"

Besides Li Liansheng, Zhang Xi was also left behind. He stared blankly at the bloodstains on the horizontal bar.

No one in Class 5 slept well that night, because Xu Liang kept tossing and turning in bed until he rolled off and vomited. After he finished vomiting food and water, he started vomiting bile.

Long Wenzhang simply sat down in front of Xu Liang's bunk to keep watch. In the middle of the night, Zhang Xi got up and said, "I'll keep watch for the rest of the night!"

Long Wenzhang didn't refuse and went to sleep. Zhang Xi looked at Xu Liang, whose hands were wrapped in bandages and who was still sweating profusely, muttering in his sleep, "Have we arrived yet? Have we reached fifty?"

Looking at Xu Liang before him, Zhang Xi's anxiety surged once more, and this time it was overwhelming. He had always believed that Xu Liang resembled him from his previous life, which was why he had always protected him. Only today did he realize that he was wrong, terribly wrong!

There were some things in Xu Liang's personality that Zhang Xi didn't possess in his previous life, and still doesn't possess now. Thinking about this, he became even more dissatisfied with himself.

He asked himself, "Zhang Xi, what makes you think you won't go down the same old path again? What makes you think you've changed? Based on ten years of experience? How much experience have you actually accumulated in those ten years of fooling around? What will you use to protect your family after you've squandered all that experience?"

To put it bluntly, if you strip away the veil of your so-called ten years of experience, Zhang Xi, you're still just that mercenary from your previous life, barely scraping by.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xi gritted his teeth, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes: "Xu Liang, I will defeat you, defeat you under fair conditions!" He stared hatefully at the dazed Xu Liang, as if he were staring at his past self, that lazy and cowardly mercenary!

Zhang Xi possesses a stubborn streak; once he makes up his mind, he will abandon all concerns to achieve his goal.

Zhang Xi sat cross-legged beside Xu Liang's bed. He guided and activated the Yuan energy in his body, actively expelling it from his body. To use a concept often mentioned in martial arts novels, this idiot Zhang Xi was dissipating his internal energy on his own. He wanted to dissipate all the Yuan energy and return to being an ordinary person!

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