Chapter Thirty I Am a Soldier

  "Am I talking nonsense?" Cui Ze instead gained momentum, "Then let him come up with a good one. We don't ask him to slide far, can he just follow the action and lie down smoothly?"

  Qu Mingjun sprang up with a loud "ding" and stood at the starting line with his gun raised. Guo Xiangyang was still hesitating, so Cui Ze hastily made eyes at him to signal him to give the order.

  "Forward—"

  Qu Mingjun began to rapidly advance.

  "Enemy fire incoming—"

  "Come on, let's have some fun..." Qu Mingjun's mind was filled with Cui Ze's words from earlier. Without hesitation, he took a big stride and slid out, his body making a "whooshing" sound as it slid out, although not more than a meter, but still...

  I did it! I did it! Qu Mingjun was overjoyed and stood there stupidly, forgetting the next move of drawing his gun.

  "Haha." Cui Ze patted Guo Xiangyang's shoulder, "Some people just need to be stimulated." After that, he shouted at Ma Xiaotian and left.

  Guo Xiangyang curled his lip, this stinky little brat, even if he's excited, doesn't have to be so foul-mouthed.

  At this time, Instructor Liang walked over to watch the movements of Class 6. Guo Xiangyang called on everyone to line up and start jumping forward one by one.

  "Good movement, but your body is too relaxed, pay attention to your posture." said Li Dongkuan.

  "Hands, pay attention to the sequence of hands, elbows and shoulders when landing, don't stupidly throw your entire arm down at once, it's easy to sprain your wrist." - Ma Xiaotian.

  "Huh? What's that on your hand?" Officer Liang walked over, looking puzzled after seeing Qu Mingjun's movements, and shook his head. "The protection is good, but with those wrist guards on, how are you going to slide out on the ground? The ground isn't flat to begin with, and with the extra friction from your elbow and wrist guards, how will you deal with the inertia of your body? Be careful not to sprain your hand or dislocate your arm."

  Qu Mingjun blushed and took off his elbow and knee pads. Behind him, Wang Jue and Ma Xiaotian also quickly and secretly removed theirs.

  "Once more!"

  "Ah, much better now, the action is coming out. However, it's still not fierce enough, don't be afraid, if the action is in place, you won't get hurt, at most just a little skin abrasion. Soldiers aren't even afraid of death, why be afraid of scratching a small piece of skin?" Instructor Liang was encouraging Qu Mingjun.

  "Got it!" Qu Mingjun encouraged himself once again in his heart.

  ……

  "Up to now, we have learned all the individual combat actions. Next, we will conduct a continuous action drill. The order of the drill is the same as the setting of the terrain in front of us, following the sequence of jumping forward, sideways crawling, low-posture crawling, using earth mounds, rolling forward, using pits, using earth bags, and using walls, corners, doors, and windows. Today's drill is also the final exam content of this lesson." Officer Wang pointed to the facilities on the terrain in front of the team, "Don't be nervous, just follow the action essentials we practiced before, of course, there are certain time requirements, but the most important thing is that your actions must be done properly."

  Wang instructor looked at his watch and nodded to the four instructors including Liang, then they ran towards different venues, preparing to act as commanders for giving orders and judges for scoring.

  The 14th team's trainees began their exercise in order of student number.

  "Qu Mingjun!" Coach Wang called out at the start of the online class.

  "Here!" Qu Mingjun's spirit lifted as he ran forward with his gun at the ready.

  "Ready!"

  Qu Mingjun assumes a single-handed gun pose.

  "Forward!"

  Run, big strides forward! Qu Ming Jun's eyes were left with only the presence of the field.

  "Enemy fire incoming!"

  He swiftly stretched out his left hand, crouched down, and lowered his body to assume a prone position. With a swift motion, he slid forward on the ground for three or four meters before stabilizing his body. His right hand then firmly pushed the gun forward, while his left hand loaded the magazine with a crisp "click". He was now in a prone shooting stance.

  "Not bad!" The instructor next to him casually praised, "Enemy eliminated!"

  Qu Mingjun quickly picked up the gun and supported himself with his left hand, and as soon as he got up, he sprinted out and ran towards the next lateral prone shooting position.

  This doesn't require any password, Qu Mingjun ran to the high barbed wire fence and lay down according to the movement of jumping forward, but he didn't need to pass the gun to his left hand. His body was tilted to the left, using the strength of his left forearm and right leg, he quickly crawled forward.

  Crouching low, belly close to the ground, left and right hands alternately exerting force, the inner sides of both feet alternately scratching the ground, the whole person seemingly like a painting stuck flat on the ground, advancing quickly.

  At this time, the instructor next to him had already changed to Instructor Liang of the second district team. He quickly made a tick on his own scoreboard and said to Qu Mingjun who had already gotten up: "Not bad, keep it up!"

  Qu Mingjun smiled and didn't turn back. Liang instructor was watching, wanting to show him a good look.

  Forward trench, leap forward! Sidle and crawl into position, fire!

  The next goal, roll in and take advantage of the pit, quickly run to the side of the pit, lie down while holding the gun in your arms, then roll horizontally 360 degrees, roll into the pit, and then rely on the pit wall to shoot.

  Still advancing quickly, after hearing the command, quickly lie down and roll to the right, no good!

  Qū Míng Jùn's momentary impatience showed, the rifle sling was not properly adjusted, and it got tangled around his arm. As he rolled, the entire gun did not smoothly parallel to his body, but his body had already propelled forward with inertia, oh no!

  Qu Mingjun only felt a severe pain in his right shoulder, and heard a faint "click" sound. Damn it, he's dislocated.

  Qu Mingjun used to practice martial arts when he was young, and once dislocated his right arm due to overtraining, but thanks to good family medical conditions and later maintenance, it has been a long time since he last felt this way.

  Damn it hurts, Qu Mingjun's eyes went black for a moment, and then golden stars burst forth, losing balance in the roll, and he fell into the pit. Liang Jiao was still watching this side of the situation, suddenly felt something was off, hurried over to take a look.

  Only looking at Qu Mingjun, who was sweating profusely and lying in the pit with his gun thrown to one side, his left hand grasping his right wrist.

  Liāng Jiào Guān was shocked and asked: "What's wrong?"

  "My right hand, it's dislocated." Qu Mingjun endured the pain, his eyebrows furrowed into a big knot.

  At this time, Choi Jae also ran over to follow the evaluation behind Kim Min-joon, and hastily reported loudly to Officer Wang. The continuous exercise was suspended. Comrades of Class 6, whether they had taken the test or not, followed several officers and district leaders in the team to run over.

  "Go! Get a branch!" Officer Wang shouted loudly, apparently he wanted to use the branch to temporarily fix Qu Mingjun's arm before sending him to the hospital for treatment.

  "No, no need." Qu Mingjun panted heavily, taking big gulps of cool air as he spoke.

  "How come you didn't use it? Your arm is already dislocated." Officer Wang scolded.

  "I, I haven't finished my exam yet." Qu Mingjun said stubbornly.

  "What are you trying to prove? You think you're so strong. Don't say that again next time." Officer Liang also couldn't help but say a sentence to Qu Mingjun.

  "No, it's nothing. Don't help me." Qu Mingjun still insisted.

  Everyone was puzzled and didn't understand what was going on. Guo Xiangyang and the others who had intended to go forward and help Qu Mingjun up were all bewildered and retreated a little.

  Qu Mingjun's left hand worked hard to straighten his right arm, pinching his own right hand, roughly putting the dislocated bones back in place. He gritted his teeth, propped up the wall of the pit with his right hand, and used force to pull backwards with his left hand. "Ah!" he let out a loud roar, both legs simultaneously exerting strength forward, and with a crisp cracking sound, Qu Mingjun actually managed to put the dislocated joint back in place.

  Damn it hurts so much. Qu Mingjun was in such pain that he almost fainted, and didn't even notice that his teeth had bitten through his lower lip and drawn blood.

  The people around, including several instructors, were stunned, and it wasn't until Qu Mingjun let out a mouthful of blood that they finally came to their senses.

  "What the hell are you doing!" Officer Wang was furious, how could he be so reckless? What if something went wrong? This is a matter of life and death, not some trivial thing. In wartime, it might be excusable if there were no other options, but now what's the point of showing off your strength?

  Qu Mingjun finally let out a breath of relief, the severe pain in his shoulder slowly subsiding. It seemed that the martial arts he had learned from his family weren't useless after all. The techniques were quite common when it came to utilizing bones and joints, and the theoretical explanations were also very clear. However, probably no one would have thought to use these skills on themselves when dislocating a joint.

  The people around, including Officer Wang who had just scolded him, all showed admiration and appreciation for Qu Mingjun in their eyes. To say nothing of anything else, this kind of determination to be hard on oneself is something that will be forever unforgettable. This man is really a man, everyone present thought so.

  Is this still Qu Mingjun from when we were practicing individual combat tactics? Choi Tae-oh couldn't believe his eyes. Too damn bloody, I like it.

  "Reporting to the instructor, cadet Qu Mingjun requests a re-examination." Qu Mingjun stood up and slightly moved his arm, which seemed to be okay except for some numbness, and there was no more pain.

  "What? You still want to take the test? No way, you have to go to the hospital." Instructor Wang didn't allow any discussion and immediately called on Feng Shaonian and Guo Xiangyang, who had already finished their tests, to take Qu Mingjun to the hospital.

  "Reporting officer, Cadet Qu Mingjun does not need to go to the hospital, requesting a re-examination." Qu Mingjun shouted loudly.

  "Why?" Officer Wang was somewhat annoyed, isn't being stubborn supposed to be like this?

  "Because I am a soldier!" Qu Mingjun said.

  Officer Wang was stunned and didn't say a word.

  Qu Mingjun was somewhat anxious and said loudly: "It's all said that a minor injury to a soldier doesn't leave the front line, I just dislocated my arm, it's been treated, nothing's wrong."

  "Are you sure you can still take the assessment?" Officer Wang looked at Qu Mingjun with a somewhat complicated expression.

  "Report to the instructor, no problem!" Qu Mingjun said resolutely.

  "Alright, agreed. Cadet Qu Mingjun's assessment will be reinstated. Remember, it's a reinstatement!" said Instructor Wang and the other four instructors exchanged a glance.

  Huh? Re-evaluation, not re-examination?

  Qu Mingjun turned his head to look, and saw that several instructors were smiling at him. Liang instructor said: "That's right, your previous actions were all very good, this unexpected event will be considered a temporary suspension of the assessment, you just need to continue from here in the pit."

  Seeing the encouraging eyes of the people around him, Qu Mingjun's heart warmed up a bit, and he no longer insisted on his original intention. He adjusted the gun strap and ran to the starting line using the pit.

  "Forward!" Everyone, including the instructor, spontaneously lined up and stood at the edge of the assessment area.

  Qu Mingjun's arms were still a bit stiff, but he still perfectly completed the remaining three projects. Especially when using the door and window, kicking the door, throwing hand grenades, and sweeping actions were done smoothly, and the people around him applauded again and again with enthusiasm.

  After the assessment was completed, Qu Mingjun's individual tactical results ranked among the top.

  Wish you all a happy weekend!