Reborn in the 70s: Pampered by Regiment Commander
Chapter 133 - 113: Strong and Weak

Chapter 133: Chapter 113: Strong and Weak

The first watch of the night has arrived.

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"Commander, I’m fine..." Zhou Hanliang forced a smile, "Although Doudou and I haven’t been together for long, we both feel that the other is the most suitable for ourselves, and we, will persevere."

"When did I say something was wrong with you?" Zhou Mikang snorted coldly without any expression, "If such a trivial matter could knock you down, then I would really think I’ve misjudged you!"

"Yeah, with such keen insight, how could the commander misread someone? But, can I take your words to mean that you’re not going to transfer me away anymore?"

"When did I say I was going to transfer you?"

You clearly said so!

Heaven knows how uneasy these days have been for him; although he felt that the commander wouldn’t really transfer him, just the thought of the commander’s decisive nature made him dreadfully anxious!

However, at this moment, Zhou Hanliang didn’t dare to dredge up such a sensitive topic and quickly confirmed, "Commander, do you mean that you’re no longer blaming me for Lin Chuxia’s issue?"

"Hmph!"

Though there was no direct answer, the response was self-evident, and inexplicably, Zhou Hanliang felt his mood lighten.

Yun Doudou had promised him that no matter what difficulties they faced, she would marry only him in this lifetime. Temporary compromises were just to ensure a better future together.

He was a man; he couldn’t let the woman who loved him take on all the pressure. The best way to alleviate her stress was to make himself worthy, to stand proudly before the Yun Family and announce that he would marry her!

If he was no longer working alongside Zhou Mikang, he couldn’t guarantee he could make Yun Doudou wait until he was eligible.

Now, his heart was finally at ease!

"Commander, you’ve really scared me these past few days. If you really had transferred me, Doudou and my marriage would probably be over," Zhou Hanliang said, full of relief.

"You don’t want to be transferred, just because of this?" Zhou Mikang glanced at him, and snorted coldly, "Spineless!"

"Hehe... Commander, I’ll go find out about Lin Chuxia." As his words fell, Zhou Hanliang had already blended into the ranks of the soldiers.

Zhou Mikang snorted coldly to himself but decided that he would certainly give this damn kid a good lesson later!

Between them, there was already more than a simple superior-subordinate relationship. He saw him as a brother, just like a real brother! And yet, the damn kid had such doubts about him!

...

Attention, at ease, march, salute—these basic movements, after two days of training, all team members had been able to do them in full compliance. That afternoon, Zeng Meili began the next training session—standing at attention.

Standing at attention is a compulsory lesson for every new soldier at enlistment. The movement is simple, but doing it well is not easy.

"...Feet apart at sixty degrees, stand straight, thumbs attached to the second joint of the index finger, hands naturally hanging down snug against the seam of the trousers. Tuck in the abdomen, chest out, head up, looking straight ahead, shoulders rolled back..."

After demonstrating the movements, Zeng Meili called out the key points while correcting everyone, one by one. When she reached a frail-looking female soldier, she frowned at the blatantly 180-degree parted feet and asked, "Zhang Erniu, didn’t I say feet at sixty degrees? What angle is this?"

The young female soldier blinked and raised her hand weakly, "Sixty degrees... how much is that?"

"Guffaw..."

The team members instantly burst into laughter.

Zeng Meili’s mouth twitched uncontrollably, "One third off a right angle."

"A right angle... one third off?" Zhang Erniu swung her feet back and forth on the ground, still unable to find the sixty-degree angle.

Zeng Meili was defeated by her, "Can’t you just look at how the person next to you is standing?"

The small female soldier blushed, "You... you said not to look to the side."

"Look now."

"Yes!" The young female soldier quickly turned her head and arranged her feet into a feet-apart stance.

Zeng Meili’s mouth opened, but in the end, she said nothing more. Could it be that she had to teach a math class on the spot? And besides, even elementary school children knew about angles; how on earth was Zhang Erniu recruited?

For Lin Chuxia, standing at attention, of course, wasn’t difficult—but only regarding the posture!

Indeed, because she knew how to stand at attention, she found it more exhausting than others. Others just stood with straight legs, but she stood with legs rigidly straight and clamped together, abdomen tucked, buttocks lifted, with both feet gripping the ground firmly in place.

The military instructor at the university was particularly strict. Just this standing at attention was so challenging that they complained endlessly. At the end of the military training, they executed the movement so perfectly that even now, she reflexively assumed the posture without thinking.

The problem was that her current body was nothing compared to her real body. Thus, an hour later, she began to sway. The key issue was that, in that hour, Zeng Meili had been busy correcting the team members’ postures and had not noticed that Lin Chuxia was standing differently from the others. She just felt that Lin was doing well, so there was no need to keep an eye on her. Beyond that, she hadn’t really thought about it.

Ruan Xiaoqiong, standing close to Chuxia, was the first to notice something wrong—her face was beet red, sweat beads kept rolling down, and on closer look, her legs were even slightly shivering!

This is what May should look like! Standing until now, her legs are just a bit tired; there’s really no other feeling. Chuxia’s body is really weak! But looking at Chuxia, it seems like she really can’t hold on anymore, "Report!" During training, speaking wasn’t allowed, and worried about her best friend’s condition, she blurted out without thinking, "Report!"

"Step out!"

Luo Xiaoqiong’s legs snapped together as she ran to the front, "Report, Captain...." Suddenly, thinking of everyone’s ridicule toward Chuxia, and the fact that she was about to leave, she found herself unable to say the rest.

Zeng Meili frowned, "What’s the matter?"

Struck by a sudden thought, Luo Xiaoqiong quickly said, "Report, Captain, I need to use the restroom!"

Zeng Meili thought she was just embarrassed and waved her hand, "Go on."

"Yes!" Clenching her teeth, worriedly glancing at Chuxia, Luo Xiaoqiong held her stomach with a pained expression and started moving toward the restroom. Zeng Meili, who had been keeping an eye on her, felt a sudden jump in her heart and hurriedly followed, "Luo Xiaoqiong, what’s making you uncomfortable?"

"Captain..." Luo Xiaoqiong grinned and gave a low chuckle, "Captain, you’re really a good leader. I’m not feeling ill, but, well, Chuxia seems really unwell."

"Lin Chuxia?" Thinking about Chuxia’s health and the ostracism she faced in the ranks, Zeng Meili patted Luo Xiaoqiong appreciatively, "Well done. Alright, go to the restroom."

"Yes!"

Before Luo Xiaoqiong could move, Zeng Meili quickly cautioned her, "Continue moving like you just did, and if anyone asks, just say you have a stomach ache."

"Yes!" Luo Xiaoqiong’s mouth twitched, and she began to move toward the restroom.

Zeng Meili walked back to the troops as if leisurely, then theatrically glanced at the time, "Alright, everyone take a break for a while!"

"Chuxia, do you need to go to the restroom?" Liu Meijun reached out to pull Chuxia when she noticed her pale face and hastily called Zeng Meili, "Captain, Captain, come and take a look."

Zeng Meili, already thinking of an excuse to come over, rushed forward in a few steps. Seeing Chuxia’s condition, she too was startled, "Lin Chuxia, where do you feel unwell?"

By this time, most of the team members had gathered around, looking at Chuxia with contempt, ridicule, sympathy... showing a range of expressions.

Chuxia weakly shook her head, "I’m fine, just tired. I’ll be okay after resting for a bit."

"Lin Chuxia, with that body of yours, isn’t joining the army just asking for punishment?" someone in the crowd shouted.

"Right, you’ve only stood for an hour and you can’t take it anymore. What are you going to do for the rest of the training that’s sure to be more exhausting?"

"Yeah, Captain, isn’t the future training going to be even more tiring?"

"..."

Listening to everyone’s babble, Chuxia couldn’t help but smile bitterly inwardly. She was really asking for trouble. Knowing full well her body couldn’t handle it, she stubbornly adhered to the standards—standards that nobody else seemed to be following—the captain hadn’t even gotten to that!

Wasn’t she just asking to be punished?

But upon further thought, she felt she had nothing to regret. Joining the army, physical challenges were going to come sooner or later. The start might be tough, but it would get easier later on.

What did she care about others’ ridicule?

One day, she’d make those who laughed at her regret so much that they would want to poke their own eyes out!

"Are you really okay?" Zeng Meili was still somewhat concerned, "Otherwise, we can take you to the medical room to have a look."

"No need! I’ll be fine after resting for a bit, really," Chuxia hurriedly refused, laughing to herself. It had only been four days, and she would have been sent to the hospital twice; she’d really become a super celebrity!

"Alright, Liu Meijun, help her walk around slowly, I’ll go get you some water."

"Yes!" Liu Meijun responded, supporting Chuxia as they walked slowly forward.

"With that body, she can be a soldier?"

"How was she selected? I’m really curious."

"I’m curious too. Even with relaxed standards, her health shouldn’t qualify, right?"

"Right, I heard she was replaced by someone else. Now I’m beginning to suspect that maybe it was the real Lin Chuxia who was selected, and this one is an imposter!"

"Seems like being pretty gives you an advantage!"

"She’s pretty? I haven’t noticed!"

"..."

Hearing the sneering from behind, Liu Meijun glanced over at Chuxia worriedly, "They just like to wag their tongues. Chuxia, don’t take it to heart."

"I won’t take it to heart. Don’t worry," Chuxia replied, already feeling much better, her complexion nearly back to normal. She let out a long breath, "They aren’t wrong. My physical fitness really isn’t that good. What’s there to take to heart? But..." She paused, her lips breaking into an attractive smile, "Give it time. Who is strong and who is weak, it’s not so certain, right?" (To be continued. If you like this work, you’re welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)