Chapter 54 Coming to Battle
That evening, Qingyu settled Han Shuo in an unused room.
Han Shuo lives alone in this room. Apart from Qing Yu, who is the team leader, Han Shuo is the only one who has this privilege.
Knowing that Han Shuo disliked crowds, Qing Yu specially sent a soldier to deliver dinner.
A bowl of thin porridge, a steamed bun, and some side dishes to accompany the meal.
Han Shuo hasn't had anything decent to eat these past few days.
Although the hot meal was simple, it greatly satisfied Han Shuo's stomach.
After dinner, Qingyu came over once, and the two chatted briefly.
Not long after Qingyu left, Han Shuo had nothing to do, so he went to bed early to rest.
Soldiers are on duty in this courtyard 24 hours a day, and Han Shuo slept very soundly.
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The next day, Han Shuo heard voices outside and woke up. It was already daylight.
Han Shuo put on his coat and walked out of the room.
It turned out that two more survivors had followed the marker to this place, a man and a woman, both in their thirties, and they seemed to be a couple.
The soldiers checked them over and, finding no wounds on their bodies, placed them in a house in the west corner, just like the other survivors.
"Brother Han is awake?" Xiao Zhao turned his head and suddenly saw Han Shuo, smiling as he greeted him.
"Mm," Han Shuo replied.
"Are you sleeping well?"
"Slept very well."
Although Han Shuo was only two years older than Xiao Zhao, Xiao Zhao treated him with the same respect as Captain Qingyu because Han Shuo had saved their lives.
"Brother Han, it's still early. The captain said he's not going out today. Why don't you go back inside and rest for a while? I'll bring you the food when it's ready."
Han Shuo saw two survivors cooking over a fire on the west side of the courtyard, and he slept well that night.
"No need, I think it'll be ready soon. I'll eat with you all in a bit. It's not good to always be the one to take special privileges." Han Shuo politely declined Xiao Zhao's offer.
Xiao Zhao scratched his head, looking embarrassed. Although he didn't mind doing such a small favor, he still followed Han Shuo's suggestion.
"Okay, then you can wander around for a while, I'll call you when you're done."
After saying that, Xiao Zhao ran to the survivors' side and carefully watched them cook.
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The courtyard was only so big that you could see the end at a glance, so Han Shuo didn't have much to do. After thinking it over, he decided to do some morning exercise.
After a simple warm-up, Han Shuo practiced military boxing on the spot.
With each punch and kick, every move was executed with precision. This was Han Shuo's usual training method. Practicing a few sets like this every day was very effective.
After practicing four or five times in a row, Han Shuo stopped, drew his Tang sword from his waist, and began practicing his swordsmanship again.
Before they knew it, all the soldiers’ attention was drawn to Han Shuo, and even Qing Yu came out of the house when she heard the noise.
Han Shuo's swordsmanship is characterized by speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness! Every swing of the sword produces a whistling sound in the air!
The techniques and variations of the Tang sword, constantly shifting and turning in the wrist, appear to be sword practice, but in reality, they create an extremely strong visual impact, no less spectacular than a beautiful dance...
Five minutes later.
"Whoosh—!" Han Shuo perfectly sheathed his Tang sword.
Only then did he realize that Qingyu had been standing to the side watching the whole time.
"Good lad, you've truly broadened my horizons!"
Qingyu came up after Han Shuo finished.
"Your military boxing is very well-executed! Were you a soldier before?" Qingyu had never asked about this before.
Han Shuo raised his hand and simply wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, panting as he spoke.
"No, I thought about it, but I didn't go. I just learned all of this online before, and I got better at it through practice."
Joining the army was indeed Han Shuo's dream, but it had never come true.
He was an orphan after all, and when he was young, he didn't think about these things. At that time, he was focused on his studies. He wasn't outstanding, but he still managed to get into a decent university.
Later, when I wanted to join the army again, I missed the best age period, and without the help of family or relatives, I was ultimately unable to be selected.
Even now, this matter remains a regret in Han Shuo's heart, but since so much time has passed, he has gradually let it go.
"Sigh, such a good prospect, what a pity."
Qingyu didn't ask the reason. He knew that some things seemed simple on the surface, but hidden behind them were all sorts of messy things, and even if he asked now, it would be completely meaningless.
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"Captain, Brother Han, the food is ready. Let's go eat."
Xiao Zhao ran over to call the two of them to eat.
"knew."
"good."
This morning's breakfast was a bit worse than last night's; the main dish was just porridge, along with some pickled vegetables.
The civilian survivors who had been rescued and sheltered ate together, while Han Shuo ate with Qing Yu and all the soldiers.
The food was the same at both places, and Qingyu did not instruct his subordinates to prepare special meals for them.
The meals were simple, but they were filling!
Perhaps it was because Xiao Zhao had recounted their ordeal to all the soldiers yesterday. During the meal, Han Shuo attracted the attention of all the soldiers.
These soldiers seemed to treat Han Shuo like a monkey in a zoo, glancing at him every now and then, which made Han Shuo feel a little uneasy.
However, Han Shuo could sense the gratitude and curiosity in their eyes!
The soldiers all knew that without Han Shuo's rescue, Xiao Zhao, Zheng Deliang, and even Captain Qingyu would probably have perished in the zombie horde long ago. Thinking about it now, they were still terrified!
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Breakfast was eaten quickly, and in less than five minutes, everyone left. The soldiers returned to their posts, and the survivors would clean up the mess they left behind later.
Han Shuo had nowhere to go and was about to return to his room when Xiao Zhao called him to stop.
"Brother Han, if you're not busy, I'd like to have a friendly spar with you."
Xiao Zhao rubbed his hands together, then asked cautiously.
Back when he was in the army, after training, Xiao Zhao would always like to spar with others in his spare time. Young people have plenty of energy and firepower, and Xiao Zhao was a warmonger, so he was bound to be more active.
Yesterday, while the four of them were cleaning up zombies in the mall, Xiao Zhao kept a close eye on Han Shuo's performance.
Perhaps because Han Shuo is about the same age as Xiao Zhao, and since they didn't go out today, Xiao Zhao started getting itchy fingers again.
As for Han Shuo in front of him, Xiao Zhao believed that he was undoubtedly the best opponent to spar with!
Upon hearing that Xiao Zhao wanted to spar, Han Shuo found himself intrigued as well.
For martial arts practitioners like them, real combat sparring is often the most effective way to improve their skills.
Han Shuo also wanted to see how the elite special forces soldiers were compared to himself.
"That's exactly what I'm thinking too, let's fight!"
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