Chapter 196: Real Bullets, Complete Assessment
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
On that night, insomnia plagued some individuals in class five as well.
Despite the fatigue from the dayâs training, this experience differed from their previous training sessions.
The thought of not throwing the grenade could potentially cost him his life!
Recalling the determination from earlier, a few of the more reserved recruits began to feel uneasy.
This wasnât like marksmanship.
Marksmanship wouldnât harm him, but if he didnât handle the grenade properly, it could truly be fatal.
Not everyone had grown up in rural areas with exposure to cow dung. Some city-raised children might have never encountered it.
Although they had spent the past two days playing with firecrackers, after all, firecrackers were just firecrackers.
The night was unusually hushed.
At six oâclock, the outside sky retained its gray hue.
As the wake-up call resonated, and after rising and dressing, instead of rushing everyone downstairs as usual, he posed a question, âHave you thought this through?â
No one responded.
All eyes were fixed on them.
Wang Ye didnât immediately voice his thoughts. He didnât want to pressurize the others prematurely.
âReporting, class monitor, Iâm in!â
Finally, the first voice to break the silence was Qin Liâs.
Wang Ye turned his gaze toward Qin Li, but this wasnât surprising. Qin Li had demonstrated considerable skill in handling firecrackers earlier.
âReporting, class monitor, Iâm participating too!â
âReportâŠâ
One after another, Wang Ye was among the last to speak, alongside Zhang Pingâan.
Of course, Zhang Pingâan was also participating.
At that moment, a blush swept across Zhang Pingâanâs face. Ye Sanshi noticed and consoled him once more, âItâs alright. Regardless of how adept you become at throwing a grenade, it wonât replace your cooking skills. Revolutionary missions arenât the sole measure of importance. Everyone has a role that suits them. Thereâs no need to force yourself.â
Ye Sanshiâs words rang true.
After the morning exercise session concluded.
Before Wu Jianfeng began to address the recruits, a few class monitors summoned several individuals to step forward.
Among them was Zhang Pingâan, totaling three people in all.
It wasnât a large number, but it wasnât meager either.
After all, this exercise centered around throwing a grenade.
Wang Ye glanced at them. At that moment, the three who stood to the side displayed a hint of embarrassment, their faces reddening. They felt so mortified that they couldnât lift their heads to meet the gazes of their peers.
Wang Yeâs gaze remained on them for a moment before shifting away.
He didnât hold them in contempt.
The fact that they had joined the military and persisted thus far was proof of their masculinity. If they faced internal struggles now, it was perfectly acceptable for them not to partake.
In the end, not every role in the military necessitated combat.
Perhaps frontline engagement wasnât their calling, but they could serve as valuable logistical support.
The military wasnât solely comprised of frontline fighters. Each individual would excel in their own sphere.
âVery well, the three of you can return to the dormitory for now!â Wu Jianfeng turned his attention to the trio and announced.
In an instant, the three recruits, their cheeks flushed with embarrassment, lowered their heads and made their way back.
Truthfully, they were relieved to leave the spotlight behind.
After the departure of the three recruits,
Wu Jianfeng turned to face the entire formation of recruits. âIâll ask you one last time. Is there anyone who chooses not to participate?
Rest assured, no one will look down on you. If youâre not inclined to take part, then donât force it. Just step out and head upstairs!â
Silence prevailed as no one responded.
Though some might still be feeling apprehensive, once a decision was made, very few would reconsider at this juncture.
âVery well. Since no one has stepped forward, letâs proceed to the training ground!â
Wu Jianfeng didnât linger with further words.
The three new recruits had just left for upstairs; their voices would still carry down if he spoke more here. They were already quite embarrassed, and adding to it wouldnât be beneficial.
However, upon reaching the training ground, Wu Jianfeng resumed speaking, âThis is the final opportunity. Donât feel pressured or anxious. If youâre truly anxious, you can stand up now.
Grenade throwing wasnât a matter to take lightly. Extreme nervousness could hinder oneâs performance, driven by a fear of embarrassment.
This is about responsibility for yourself, and itâs my responsibility as well!â
Wu Jianfeng spoke earnestly.
In reality, at this moment, Wu Jianfeng earnestly wished that no one would persist against their inclinations.
After all, he had to ensure security afterward!
If there were individuals who struggled with the task but still insisted on participating, it could lead to complications if something went awry.
Yet, still, not a word was uttered.
Wu Jianfeng refrained from further speech.
He walked toward a spot behind a wall.
Adjacent to this spot was a pit with sandbags.
Wu Jianfeng positioned himself beside it.
As for the new recruits, they couldnât form a line based on shifts like they did yesterday. Instead, they stood behind another wall of bunkers, about seventy or eighty meters away.
Following the guidance of the seasoned squad leaders, when the first squad was ready, a soldier would step into the waiting area across from them to receive a grenade. With both hands holding it, guided by a platoon leader, they would then proceed to Wu Jianfengâs side.
âBang!â
The first grenade detonated.
There werenât any significant shifts or alterations. In truth, it was simpler than tossing firecrackers the previous day.
Lighting firecrackers required a lighter, while grenades only needed the safety pin to be removed before tossing.
Furthermore, todayâs grenade throwing didnât demand much technique or strength, unlike the previous exercises with wooden grenades.
In this iteration, a person stood behind a wall. Wu Jianfeng would grasp your right hand directly and guide you to raise the grenade with your right hand.
Then, he instructed you to extract the safety pin and launch the fragmentation grenade over the wall into the training area on the other side.
It wasnât a matter of throwing it far, but rather getting it over the wall.
Essentially, this was training for courage.
One after another,
Class Two, Class ThreeâŠ
Two hours later, Wang Ye successfully threw the grenade.
He didnât feel much about it. Merely tossing it away left Wang Ye feeling a tad dissatisfied.
There was just one throw. If only he could throw a few more, or better yet, if there were a fish pond right in front of himâŠ
Of course, such a scenario was outlandish.
The barrage of throws continued.
By the time Class Eight came around, the sun was at its peak. Wang Ye placed a hand on his stomach, realizing he was hungry.
Tossing the grenade was an instant action, yet there was still the downtime between tosses.
Each person took their turn, and time seemed to drag on.
At this point, Wang Ye mused that it might be past eleven, and yet the rotation wasnât complete.
Massaging his stomach, he glanced at Wu Jianfeng.
Wang Ye had a recollection of this soldier.
Originally part of Class Three, he was moved to Class Eight after alternating with Yan Zhiming and Deng Hai.
At this very moment, he clutched a grenade in his right hand. After Wu Jianfeng released his grip, he pulled the safety pin with his left hand and hurled it forward.
âHmm?â
Wang Yeâs eyes widened, and his heart seemed to leap into his throat.
This was because the fragmentation grenade he had thrown hadnât landed on the training ground behind the wall. Instead, it had fallen atop the sandbags before him.
âDamn!â
Wu Jianfengâs scalp prickled. In a split second, he seized the startled recruit, locking an arm around his neck while diving into a nearby pit with sandbags.
âBang!â
An explosion reverberated from the sandbags. Instantly, chaos erupted on the training ground.
An incident had occurred, the last thing anyone wished to happen.
The instructor, who had been seated, firing grenades, hastily rose and dashed over.
âCompany Commander!â
âFuck!â Curses could be heard as veterans sprinted toward the scene.
The entire morning had transpired, seven classes had concluded their rotations, and even the eighth was nearing its conclusion.
They anticipated a smooth session with the Grenade Tossing Club today, but they didnât expect such a mishapâŠ
âIâm alright!â
In the following moment, Wu Jianfeng rose from the sandbag pit.
He rubbed his head, donned his helmet, and barked at the instructor.
Then, he directed his attention to the approaching veterans and yelled, âItâs fine. No need to rush over.â
After uttering that, he crouched once more. In the next breath, he extended a hand to help up another recruit.
Only then did he stand, and a companion beside him jumped into the pit.
In the succeeding moment, he ducked back down.
âFuck, how did you even throw it? Are you trying to kill me?â
The monitor of Class Eight was on the verge of losing it.
Wu Jianfeng had declared that there was no need for anyone to approach, yet he disregarded that entirely. He leaped in and kicked the sandbags.
In that tense moment, a furious roar erupted as the recruit who was kicked into the bulletproof pit remained utterly silent.
He was shaken to his core.
However, Wu Jianfeng ushered Class Eight back, reprimanding, âEnough, quiet down. Everything is fine, isnât it?â
In reality, he still felt shaken.
Nevertheless, prior to hurling live ordnance, he had mentally prepared himself for accidents.
Thus, despite his heart racing, he didnât allow the Class Eight monitor to spiral into further frenzy.
Once again, he assisted the shaken recruit to stand.
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Itâs all good now. Apologize to him!â
âCompany Commander!â
âI said apologize!â Wu Jianfengâs gaze bore into him.
âYes, sir! Iâm sorry!â The Class Eight monitor offered an angry apology.
âAlright, come on, get back up!â Wu Jianfeng supported the recruit whose legs quivered and whose face had gone pale from fright, ushering him into the bulletproof pit.
Above, the instructor extended his hand to help him.
Throughout the entire sequence, the recruit remained mute.
He was thoroughly rattled.
Indeed, he was anxious just now. Upon witnessing the grenade land on the sandbag, panic had overwhelmed him, and he believed he was done for. Even after the explosion, he hadnât yet recovered.
âAre you really alright?â The instructor, his own nerves still taut, asked Wu Jianfeng again, concern etched across his face.
He was clearly still in a state of shock.
âYes, Iâm fine!â Wu Jianfeng nodded and shifted his gaze to the recruit being supported by Kang Hua. âTake him away first!â
âUnderstood!â
The instructor nodded, recognizing that this recruit was far from stable and required immediate attention to calm his nerves.
Though he had committed a grave error this time, it was a blessing that he was unharmed.
However, this appeasement was just a temporary measure. After this incident, the recruitâs future in the military was effectively obliterated.
He was destined to be a soldier for the next two years.
Furthermore, he wouldnât be assigned to any frontline units or even important logistical divisions during this period.
The incident carried severe consequences.
âCompany commander!â The Eighth Squad Leader didnât follow them. He called out, an air of embarrassment surrounding him. After all, this soldier was under his care.
Exhaling deeply, Wu Jianfeng shot him a glance but refrained from saying anything. He strode directly toward where Wang Ye and the remaining recruits were positioned.
Continuing the training today was out of the question.
Given the incident that had just occurred, those who hadnât yet thrown might be even more fraught with anxiety. It was better to cease for now, to prevent any further mishaps.
He needed to first gather the recruits who hadnât yet thrown. Subsequently, he would have their squad leaders and instructors reassure them, providing necessary psychological support. After confirming their readiness, the remaining recruits would be permitted to toss grenades in two daysâ time.
âAlright, itâs concluded. It was an accident, merely that. Weâre soldiers. As I mentioned when I had you pen down a farewell letter the day before yesterday, weâre subject to potential dangers anytime, anywhere. So, donât let it overly distress you!â
Back in the dormitory, Ye Sanshi convened a meeting with the entire group.
Concluding his statement, he cast his gaze across the assembly and continued, âOf course, we canât simply ignore this episode. Itâs a lesson.
While we canât guarantee we wonât face accidents, we must ensure we donât actively invite them!â
Pausing for a moment, he surveyed the solemn countenances before him and gentled his tone. âAlright, letâs move away from this topic. Class Five has voted this time around, and I wonât withhold information any longer.
Next Monday, each of you will undergo the recruit companyâs graduation assessment.â
Ye Sanshi deftly redirected the conversation, introducing a topic that resonated deeply with everyone.
His approach was effective, capturing the attention of the entire group.
While it was common knowledge that the three-month recruit training period was drawing to a close, Ye Sanshi had refrained from specifying a precise timeframe when questioned before. Instead, he advised them to be ready at all times, ensuring that theyâd be informed of the timing prior to the assessment.
Yet, here he was, abruptly unveiling the announcement.
Surveying the attentive faces before him, Ye Sanshi pressed on with a resolute demeanor. âLetâs center our focus on this. Youâre left with only one week. Utilize it wisely for training. Itâs the foremost challenge before you.
The outcome of this assessment will directly influence the path your company takes.â
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