Chapter 153: My Hand Is Dislocated!
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
It was no small feat for Wan Baojiang to deny the presence of pressure. He was, after all, the cream of the crop in Class Five. Yet, Ye Sanshi had intentionally left him to wrap things up.
...Formerly, Wang Ye and Liang Fan had been holding up fine, but now it was Zhang Ping’an, usually at the tail end of the training rankings, who was flaunting his finesse.
Should he fail to execute it right later, he’d have a hard time living it down.
“Alright, settle down.”
Right at this moment, Wan Baojiang, too got a hold of the projectile. Ye Sanshi addressed the Class Five members.
Naturally, Zhang Ping’an’s outburst and his return to the squad garnered appreciation from everyone.
Nonetheless, as Wan Baojiang stepped forward they instantly fell silent and fixed their gazes on it.
“Ha!”
After the Third Platoon Leader went over the safety instructions, Wan Baojiang, with a hearty bellow, let the grenade loose.
“He didn’t get the right angle on that throw. It went a tad low. The trajectory wasn’t on point. Observe…”
Ye Sanshi was explaining to everyone, but before he could conclude, he ceased speaking. He promptly sprinted back to the release spot.
“Hmm?”
“What happened?”
Class Five’s members remained a touch perplexed, their eyes tracing the grenade’s trajectory and its intended landing point.
Ye Sanshi watched the ordnance descend to a thirty-six-meter mark, on the brink of averting his gaze when he dashed off.
However, in the subsequent instant, it became evident that something was amiss.
Wan Baojiang, just done with tossing the explosive, was still hunched over. More notably, his left hand seemed to be shielding his right.
“What’s going on?”
“Don’t move, let me have a look!” The third platoon leader stood right beside him, the first to chime in.
Swiftly, Ye Sanshi was at the scene.
Following closely, Wang Ye and the others rushed forward.
Wang Ye had barely arrived a few paces away when he heard Ye Sanshi saying, “Stay put. It looks like you’ve dislocated a joint!”
At that juncture, Wang Ye caught sight of Wan Baojiang’s contorted expression, his left hand clutching his right wrist firmly.
“Brother Wan!”
Wang Ye called out.
He too was uncertain about what to do. How could a proficient grenade toss end up like this?
“No… It’s nothing!” Wan Baojiang turned his head and uttered, his face twisted in pain.
“What do you mean ‘nothing’? It’s apparent that it’s dislocated, perhaps even fractured.
Let’s move, I’ll escort you to the infirmary!”
Having said that, Ye Sanshi glanced at Wang Ye and remarked, “You guys remain here and pay heed to the instructions. I’ll take him to the infirmary!” “Yes, sir!”
Wang Ye replied, though his gaze remained fixed on the Wan Baojiang.
“Ensure they conduct a thorough examination. Should it indeed be a fracture, proceed to the neighboring medical team.” At this point, Wu Jianfeng also approached.
He came over after sensing something amiss. Having heard Ye Sanshi’s words, he also provided a reminder.
“Yes, sir!”
Ye Sanshi left, accompanied by the visibly pained Wan Baojiang.
Even though the inclination was strong among Wang Ye and Class Five members to follow and inquire, given that the bombing task for Class Five had concluded, other training awaited them in due course. Hence, they had no choice but to regroup.
“Alright, Class Six, proceed. Yet, exercise caution. Let’s avoid any further fractures or dislocations!”
Wu Jianfeng emphasized.
Subsequently, the training recommenced.
Nonetheless, those from Class Five were no longer as engaged in it.
Originally, had this incident not transpired, several high-achieving students from Class Five would have likely tagged along with Ye Sanshi for a glimpse, showcasing their prowess.
After all, Class Five was presently at the top. In the absence of unforeseen events, the following classes might find it arduous to measure up.
However, with the sudden occurrence and Ye Sanshi’s departure, Wang Ye and the others naturally harbored no desire to flaunt themselves.
“Three attempts, farthest distance being 26 meters… Fail.”
“Three attempts…”
The third platoon leader persisted in relaying the outcomes repeatedly. Class 6…Class 7…
By the time Class 9 concluded, five more students had surpassed the 40-meter mark, but only one had exceeded 45 meters.
None managed to hit 50 meters after Wang Ye.
Thankfully, no new injuries cropped up.
Wu Jianfeng repositioned himself in front of the assembled group once more.
“Throwing training serves as a graduation assessment for fresh recruits. Today marks your inaugural attempts at throwing, so I’m not casting aspersions over your initial outcomes.
However, those whose results fell short must buckle down on their training.
Similarly, squad leaders must channel their focus toward the underperforming soldiers.
Nevertheless, this applies to those who have passed too.
I, Wu Jianfeng, have no use for soldiers who merely scrape by.
To me, if you’re not standing out, you’re nothing more than an idle soldier.
Is 40 meters really that unattainable?”
With these words, Wu Jianfeng pivoted and made his way toward the throwing range.
A grenade was propelled, soaring through the air before descending over a distance of more than 54 meters.
Once again, Wu Jianfeng turned back to address the assembly.
“See? Don’t bask in your accomplishments when you throw well. I lifting 50 meters is a modest feat. I hadn’t even exerted my full power.”
Wang Ye had a feeling that Wu Jianfeng was speaking directly to him.
Even though their gazes didn’t seem to directly meet, Wang Ye could sense it profoundly.
Of course, Wang Ye found it hard to believe Wu Jianfeng’s claim that 50 meters was a simple feat and he hadn’t given it his all. The posture and manner of his throw betrayed his assertion.
Honestly, it wasn’t a matter of fearing repercussions. Wang Ye yearned to approach and fetch another grenade for himself.
He would’ve given anything to say, “Then why not give it your all and throw on for me to see?”
Wu Jianfeng resumed speaking. “Truth be told, my baseline requirement is 40 meters. In my Fourth Company, any soldier who can’t manage to throw a grenade a minimum of 40 meters is shown the door.
Of course, you all are fresh inductees, so I’m not holding you to such a stringent standard.
Those who didn’t make the cut should strive to pass swiftly, while those who did pass should strive to outdo themselves.”
After delivering this, he directed his gaze at Wang Ye and stated, “Class Five demonstrated commendable performance today. Wang Ye secured the top spot across the company, even surmounting 50 meters. The rewards I mentioned previously will be distributed later.”
Wang Ye didn’t even utter a “thank you.” He simply stood there, seemingly lifeless.
Internally, Wang Ye vented his frustration.
Not only had he put himself in a bind, but he also seized an opportunity to show off, and now he was indulging in this…
Wu Jianfeng didn’t linger on Wang Ye’s lack of gratitude and proceeded, “Alright, class leaders can designate their respective training spots.
Given Ye Sanshi’s absence from Class Five, Wang Ye will brief you all on the techniques and methodologies of grenade throwing.
Because of your class’s stellar performance today, this training ground is now reserved for Class Five!”
“Yes, sir!” Wang Ye responded resoundingly.
Had he not added that aspect, Wang Ye would indeed have been at a loss on how to instruct the class.
Even if he could achieve distances beyond 40 meters without those additions, the situation would be identical.
However, the circumstances had shifted.
The competencies and insights accrued from the system’s points bestowed Wang Ye with the tools to tackle this task effortlessly.
Before long, Wu Jianfeng made his exit. Presumably, he was heading to assess the situation at the Wan Baojiang.
Nonetheless, the assembly didn’t disband immediately. The third platoon leader stepped forward and addressed the collective, “For those trainees who threw 45 meters, I’ll escort you to the service center post-lunch. Each of you is entitled to a 50 yuan snack allowance.
Now, all classes, assemble and approach me to receive your grenades!”
These were all inert training rounds lacking detonation mechanisms. They merely replicated the form and weight of an actual grenade.
A basketful had been brought along today.
However, during the prior evaluation, if everyone had tossed their grenades and not retrieved them, the outcomes would inevitably have been skewed. This was why he had employed three per trainee.
Yet, given the ongoing separation of the classes for practice, such concerns were now irrelevant.
One unit for each individual. Every squad leader would marshal their respective fresh recruits and locate a suitable spot for independent practice.
Chapter 153: My Hand Is Dislocated!
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
It was no small feat for Wan Baojiang to deny the presence of pressure. He was, after all, the cream of the crop in Class Five. Yet, Ye Sanshi had intentionally left him to wrap things up.
...Formerly, Wang Ye and Liang Fan had been holding up fine, but now it was Zhang Ping’an, usually at the tail end of the training rankings, who was flaunting his finesse.
Should he fail to execute it right later, he’d have a hard time living it down.
“Alright, settle down.”
Right at this moment, Wan Baojiang, too got a hold of the projectile. Ye Sanshi addressed the Class Five members.
Naturally, Zhang Ping’an’s outburst and his return to the squad garnered appreciation from everyone.
Nonetheless, as Wan Baojiang stepped forward they instantly fell silent and fixed their gazes on it.
“Ha!”
After the Third Platoon Leader went over the safety instructions, Wan Baojiang, with a hearty bellow, let the grenade loose.
“He didn’t get the right angle on that throw. It went a tad low. The trajectory wasn’t on point. Observe…”
Ye Sanshi was explaining to everyone, but before he could conclude, he ceased speaking. He promptly sprinted back to the release spot.
“Hmm?”
“What happened?”
Class Five’s members remained a touch perplexed, their eyes tracing the grenade’s trajectory and its intended landing point.
Ye Sanshi watched the ordnance descend to a thirty-six-meter mark, on the brink of averting his gaze when he dashed off.
However, in the subsequent instant, it became evident that something was amiss.
Wan Baojiang, just done with tossing the explosive, was still hunched over. More notably, his left hand seemed to be shielding his right.
“What’s going on?”
“Don’t move, let me have a look!” The third platoon leader stood right beside him, the first to chime in.
Swiftly, Ye Sanshi was at the scene.
Following closely, Wang Ye and the others rushed forward.
Wang Ye had barely arrived a few paces away when he heard Ye Sanshi saying, “Stay put. It looks like you’ve dislocated a joint!”
At that juncture, Wang Ye caught sight of Wan Baojiang’s contorted expression, his left hand clutching his right wrist firmly.
“Brother Wan!”
Wang Ye called out.
He too was uncertain about what to do. How could a proficient grenade toss end up like this?
“No… It’s nothing!” Wan Baojiang turned his head and uttered, his face twisted in pain.
“What do you mean ‘nothing’? It’s apparent that it’s dislocated, perhaps even fractured.
Let’s move, I’ll escort you to the infirmary!”
Having said that, Ye Sanshi glanced at Wang Ye and remarked, “You guys remain here and pay heed to the instructions. I’ll take him to the infirmary!” “Yes, sir!”
Wang Ye replied, though his gaze remained fixed on the Wan Baojiang.
“Ensure they conduct a thorough examination. Should it indeed be a fracture, proceed to the neighboring medical team.” At this point, Wu Jianfeng also approached.
He came over after sensing something amiss. Having heard Ye Sanshi’s words, he also provided a reminder.
“Yes, sir!”
Ye Sanshi left, accompanied by the visibly pained Wan Baojiang.
Even though the inclination was strong among Wang Ye and Class Five members to follow and inquire, given that the bombing task for Class Five had concluded, other training awaited them in due course. Hence, they had no choice but to regroup.
“Alright, Class Six, proceed. Yet, exercise caution. Let’s avoid any further fractures or dislocations!”
Wu Jianfeng emphasized.
Subsequently, the training recommenced.
Nonetheless, those from Class Five were no longer as engaged in it.
Originally, had this incident not transpired, several high-achieving students from Class Five would have likely tagged along with Ye Sanshi for a glimpse, showcasing their prowess.
After all, Class Five was presently at the top. In the absence of unforeseen events, the following classes might find it arduous to measure up.
However, with the sudden occurrence and Ye Sanshi’s departure, Wang Ye and the others naturally harbored no desire to flaunt themselves.
“Three attempts, farthest distance being 26 meters… Fail.”
“Three attempts…”
The third platoon leader persisted in relaying the outcomes repeatedly. Class 6…Class 7…
By the time Class 9 concluded, five more students had surpassed the 40-meter mark, but only one had exceeded 45 meters.
None managed to hit 50 meters after Wang Ye.
Thankfully, no new injuries cropped up.
Wu Jianfeng repositioned himself in front of the assembled group once more.
“Throwing training serves as a graduation assessment for fresh recruits. Today marks your inaugural attempts at throwing, so I’m not casting aspersions over your initial outcomes.
However, those whose results fell short must buckle down on their training.
Similarly, squad leaders must channel their focus toward the underperforming soldiers.
Nevertheless, this applies to those who have passed too.
I, Wu Jianfeng, have no use for soldiers who merely scrape by.
To me, if you’re not standing out, you’re nothing more than an idle soldier.
Is 40 meters really that unattainable?”
With these words, Wu Jianfeng pivoted and made his way toward the throwing range.
A grenade was propelled, soaring through the air before descending over a distance of more than 54 meters.
Once again, Wu Jianfeng turned back to address the assembly.
“See? Don’t bask in your accomplishments when you throw well. I lifting 50 meters is a modest feat. I hadn’t even exerted my full power.”
Wang Ye had a feeling that Wu Jianfeng was speaking directly to him.
Even though their gazes didn’t seem to directly meet, Wang Ye could sense it profoundly.
Of course, Wang Ye found it hard to believe Wu Jianfeng’s claim that 50 meters was a simple feat and he hadn’t given it his all. The posture and manner of his throw betrayed his assertion.
Honestly, it wasn’t a matter of fearing repercussions. Wang Ye yearned to approach and fetch another grenade for himself.
He would’ve given anything to say, “Then why not give it your all and throw on for me to see?”
Wu Jianfeng resumed speaking. “Truth be told, my baseline requirement is 40 meters. In my Fourth Company, any soldier who can’t manage to throw a grenade a minimum of 40 meters is shown the door.
Of course, you all are fresh inductees, so I’m not holding you to such a stringent standard.
Those who didn’t make the cut should strive to pass swiftly, while those who did pass should strive to outdo themselves.”
After delivering this, he directed his gaze at Wang Ye and stated, “Class Five demonstrated commendable performance today. Wang Ye secured the top spot across the company, even surmounting 50 meters. The rewards I mentioned previously will be distributed later.”
Wang Ye didn’t even utter a “thank you.” He simply stood there, seemingly lifeless.
Internally, Wang Ye vented his frustration.
Not only had he put himself in a bind, but he also seized an opportunity to show off, and now he was indulging in this…
Wu Jianfeng didn’t linger on Wang Ye’s lack of gratitude and proceeded, “Alright, class leaders can designate their respective training spots.
Given Ye Sanshi’s absence from Class Five, Wang Ye will brief you all on the techniques and methodologies of grenade throwing.
Because of your class’s stellar performance today, this training ground is now reserved for Class Five!”
“Yes, sir!” Wang Ye responded resoundingly.
Had he not added that aspect, Wang Ye would indeed have been at a loss on how to instruct the class.
Even if he could achieve distances beyond 40 meters without those additions, the situation would be identical.
However, the circumstances had shifted.
The competencies and insights accrued from the system’s points bestowed Wang Ye with the tools to tackle this task effortlessly.
Before long, Wu Jianfeng made his exit. Presumably, he was heading to assess the situation at the Wan Baojiang.
Nonetheless, the assembly didn’t disband immediately. The third platoon leader stepped forward and addressed the collective, “For those trainees who threw 45 meters, I’ll escort you to the service center post-lunch. Each of you is entitled to a 50 yuan snack allowance.
Now, all classes, assemble and approach me to receive your grenades!”
These were all inert training rounds lacking detonation mechanisms. They merely replicated the form and weight of an actual grenade.
A basketful had been brought along today.
However, during the prior evaluation, if everyone had tossed their grenades and not retrieved them, the outcomes would inevitably have been skewed. This was why he had employed three per trainee.
Yet, given the ongoing separation of the classes for practice, such concerns were now irrelevant.
One unit for each individual. Every squad leader would marshal their respective fresh recruits and locate a suitable spot for independent practice.
