Chapter 317 Can she withstand one punch from me? "Old Gao, there's a limit to bragging, isn't there? You're a gunslinging genius from the police force, calling a little girl 'teacher,' aren't you ashamed?"
Su An paused in her eating and looked up.
The speaker was a male soldier at the next table, as strong as a young calf, named Zhang Kui.
He used to be a promising wrestler on the provincial team, but later answered the call to join the army. His muscles were as hard as rocks, and his arms were thicker than Wang Xiaoya's thighs. In the entire Third Battalion, he was among the best in terms of strength and hand-to-hand combat.
He and Gao Kai used to have a pretty good relationship; they were both top performers in their respective fields and had a mutual respect for each other.
But deep down, Zhang Kui, a traditional soldier who believed in "overpowering all skills with sheer force," always held a deep-seated disdain for Su An, a "technical expert" who relied on his brain.
He felt that Su An's fancy tactics in the exercise were nothing but opportunism. The real battlefield was decided by fists and bayonets.
Gao Kai's face immediately darkened. He had just stuffed a big mouthful of steamed bun into his mouth when he heard this and almost choked.
He slammed his chopsticks down on the table with a loud "crack," glaring at Zhang Kui: "Old Zhang, what the hell do you mean? Are you bored? Who are you trying to talk to with that sarcastic tone?"
The cafeteria became even quieter, and everyone stopped eating, their eyes all focused on this table.
The joy of victory still lingered in the air, but the smell of gunpowder had already quietly risen.
Zhang Kui also has a fiery temper, and having just won the exercise, his arrogance has also risen.
Seeing that Gao Kai was getting anxious, he simply stopped eating, pushed the enamel bowl to the middle of the table, and stood up with his neck stiff.
He was over 1.9 meters tall, casting a large shadow like a small mountain, and his voice rose eight octaves, making him clearly audible throughout the entire cafeteria.
"I didn't mean anything by it! I'm just telling the truth!" Zhang Kui pointed to his chest, then to Gao Kai. "Old Gao, I respect you as a man, and I appreciate your skills. But you can't just lie through your teeth! I admit, in this exercise, Comrade Su An's marksmanship was divine, and she's incredibly smart. Without her, our Third Battalion would be packing up and leaving right now! No one can deny her contribution!"
He abruptly changed the subject, his voice now carrying a strong questioning tone. His gaze swept unceremoniously over Su An's slender arms and shoulders, his eyes revealing undisguised contempt and suspicion.
"But can we really fight a war with just these fancy tricks? Did you all ignore what Instructor Lei said this morning? What are we training for the next month? Unrestricted combat! That's deadly stuff, real, head-on fighting! On the battlefield, when you run out of bullets and the enemy is right in front of you, you can't exactly say, 'Comrade, wait a minute, let me figure out how to fight you,' can you? That's what we'll be relying on then!"
He clenched his fist, which was as big as a clay pot, and waved it in the air, making a "whooshing" sound.
“It’s all about fists, strength, and the brute force to snap an enemy’s neck! Comrade Su An…” He paused, almost pursing his lips, “With her small frame, she has to hold onto the wall even in a strong wind. I don’t dare touch her too hard, afraid of breaking her. Will she be able to handle it in a fighting arena? I don’t want her to be punched and cry.”
These words caused an uproar in the cafeteria.
"Old Zhang is right. Fighting is no joke."
"That's right, Su An's marksmanship is good, but his physique is really too weak, he just doesn't look energetic."
"In combat training, male and female soldiers are treated equally. What if we encounter someone who doesn't know their own strength?"
As soon as these words were spoken, a cacophony of doubts and excited chatter filled the cafeteria.
Indeed, Su An displayed near-monstrous tactical wisdom and godlike marksmanship during the exercise. But these all belonged to long-range strikes and intellectual battles.
Combat is the most respected and most effective "hard power" in the military, reflecting courage and fighting spirit.
A female soldier who looked frail and barely reached Zhang Kui's chest could not possibly fight against those tall, strong, and muscular male soldiers in the brutal, hand-to-hand combat.
Upon hearing this, Bai Wei, who was sitting not far away, immediately curled up a gloating smile on her lips.
She nudged a familiar male soldier next to her with her elbow, lowered her voice, and said with obvious satisfaction:
"Just watch, her good days are over. What good is a good shot? If someone gets close, she'll be taken down with one punch. In combat training, she'll have her day."
The male soldier next to her whispered in agreement, "That's right, let's see how arrogant she is now. She'll get pinned to the ground and beaten by the male soldiers."
"Bullshit!"
A loud shout, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, caused Gao Kai to slam his hand on the table and spring up from his chair.
The food on the table was shaken so badly that it bounced high into the air, spilling soup and liquid all over the table.
His eyes were bloodshot, like an enraged lion. He pointed at Zhang Kui's nose and yelled, "Zhang Kui, what do you know! Can someone with your blockhead like you even imagine Teacher Su's abilities? You haven't seen Teacher Su in action, so don't spout nonsense here!"
His shout silenced all the murmurs.
"How did I spout nonsense?" Zhang Kui also got angry. He was half a head taller than Gao Kai, and the two faced each other like two bulls about to butt heads, the atmosphere tense and ready to clash.
"Am I not telling the truth? Look at her arm, it's not even as thick as my wrist! If I punch her, could she withstand it?"
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