6: Chapter 6: Su Han's Transformation!

In the infirmary, the Military Doctor carefully examined him and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's nothing, just physical exhaustion. He'll be fine after a night's rest."

Zhou Haitao's suspended heart finally settled: "Thank you, Military Doctor."

After the Military Doctor left, he turned to look at Su Han, who was sleeping on the hospital bed, his gaze complex.

"Company Commander..." Liu Yong hesitated to speak.

Zhou Haitao waved his hand: "Starting tomorrow, the gym will be open to him all day. Tell the Cooking Squad to add two extra eggs and a carton of milk for him every day."

"Yes!"

Zhou Haitao glanced at Su Han again and said softly: "What a madman..."

But in his tone, there was a rare trace of awe.

In the middle of the night, Su Han was awakened by a sharp pain.

Every muscle in his body was protesting, and even the slightest movement caused cold sweat to pour out from the pain.

But he smiled.

During the training in the evening, he had broken through his physical limits three times.

Once he recovered, his physical constitution would increase significantly.

Anyone who has practiced long-distance running understands this.

Sometimes, you only need one opportunity.

When you break through that physical limit and overcome the psychological barrier.

When you run again, you will feel as if the strength in your body can grow endlessly.

Su Han closed his eyes again and silently practiced the Su Family's ancestral "Tortoise Breathing Technique".

This breathing method can regulate vital energy and blood during sleep, enhancing physical constitution.

According to his memory, the original owner had learned a little bit in his childhood, but because he was afraid of hardship, he gave it up quickly.

The Special Forces Soldier competition in three months includes not only shooting but also physical fitness, combat, tactics, and many other events.

He must improve comprehensively!

"Exhale... Inhale..."

Following the special breathing rhythm, Su Han gradually entered a half-asleep, half-awake state.

He could feel his muscles warming up slightly, as if countless tiny electric currents were flowing through them.

This is a sign of accelerated blood and vital energy circulation.

"At this rate, within a month, my physical fitness should be able to catch up to the level of an average Special Forces Soldier..."

Su Han calculated the training plan in his heart and slowly drifted off to sleep.

Tomorrow will be the first day of his rebirth!

At four in the morning, the infirmary was silent.

Su Han slowly opened his eyes, and the soreness in his body had lessened by more than half.

The miraculous effect of the Tortoise Breathing Technique far exceeded his expectations; just a few hours of regulation had restored most of his exhausted energy.

He turned to look at the bedside, where Su Lingxue was sleeping soundly, her long hair scattered on the white bedsheet.

"This girl..." Su Han felt a warmth in his heart, and he carefully lifted the quilt, trying his best not to make a sound.

The on-duty Military Doctor was dozing off in the next room, so Su Han quietly slipped out of the infirmary, the cold night wind refreshing his spirit.

Under the streetlights of the camp, the sentry on duty was yawning. Seeing someone coming, he instantly became alert and was about to step forward to ask for the password, but when he saw it was Su Han, his eyes widened: "Su, Su Han? Aren't you in the infirmary?"

"I'm fine." Su Han replied briefly and headed straight to the small training ground outside the barracks.

The sentry opened his mouth wide, watching this guy who was still unconscious last night now walking towards the training ground with such high spirits.

"He's crazy... absolutely crazy..."

On the training ground, Su Han took off his jacket, wearing only a vest, revealing his slightly thin physique.

He took a deep breath and began hitting the sandbag.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The dull sound of impact was exceptionally clear in the quiet early morning.

Every punch was thrown with full strength, and every kick was powerful and heavy.

Sweat quickly soaked his vest, and white mist steamed up in the cold morning air.

"Not enough! Still not enough!"

Su Han gritted his teeth, and his punching speed became faster and faster.

Under the operation of the Tortoise Breathing Technique, he felt his blood and vital energy surging throughout his body.

"Come again!"

With a spinning whip kick, the sandbag let out an unbearable groan.

Heads poked out from the windows of the barracks.

"Holy crap... is that Su Han?"

"Didn't he just pass out from running last night?"

"What kind of monstrous recovery is this..."

Wang Hao rubbed his eyes, and after confirming he hadn't seen wrong, he fiercely woke up Zhao Xiaohu on the upper bunk: "Look! Brother Han is hitting the sandbag!"

Zhao Xiaohu opened his eyes groggily, and the next second he jumped up: "My goodness! What time is it?"

Zhou Haitao was awakened by the faint sound of impact. He glanced at the wall clock—4:20.

"What's going on?"

He put on his jacket and walked out of the company headquarters, followed the sound to the training ground, and then froze in place.

Under the moonlight, Su Han's figure was like an untiring machine, and the sound of the wind brought about by his punches and kicks was clearly audible.

What shocked him the most was that with every strike Su Han made, the sandbag would shake violently. This power didn't look like something a recruit could possess at all!

"Su Han!" Zhou Haitao couldn't help but shout.

Su Han stopped his movements, turned to see Zhou Haitao, and wiped his sweat: "Big grandson, morning."

"Morning my ass!" Zhou Haitao walked over quickly, "Are you crazy? You just had physical exhaustion last night, and now you're..."

Su Han smiled: "It's fine, I recover quickly."

Zhou Haitao looked him up and down and found that, apart from being covered in sweat, Su Han's mental state was surprisingly good, and his eyes were frighteningly bright.

"You..." Zhou Haitao was speechless for a moment, and finally sighed, "At least eat breakfast before training, right?"

Su Han shook his head: "I'll train for another half hour, then go to the gym."

"The gym isn't open yet..."

"The key." Su Han stretched out his hand, smiling innocently, "You promised me last night."

Zhou Haitao: "..."

"By the way, if it's possible, from now on, when the company gathers in the morning or when there's nothing important, I won't attend the assembly. That's okay, right?"

Su Han asked.

Zhou Haitao frowned slightly.

Morning assembly and exercises are an essential daily training routine in the military.

Every company must strictly abide by it.

Including the Regimental Headquarters.

But thinking of Su Han's special situation, Zhou Haitao still nodded: "Okay. But you must also take care of your body."

"Haste makes waste. Don't train too hard and ruin your body!"

Su Han grinned, "Don't worry, it's fine. My body is very tough!"

"Oh right! I won't participate in the company's regular training."

"I'll train on my own, and there's no need to arrange anyone to teach me specifically."

Zhou Haitao: "..."

He really wanted to say, how about you apply to the Regimental Commander to establish a separate company?

At 6 o'clock, when the wake-up call sounded, the soldiers of the 7th Company went out to assemble and found that the lights in the gym were already on.

Through the window, one could see Su Han bench pressing a barbell, the weight added up to 100 kilograms, which is simply an astronomical number for a recruit who has just enlisted for half a year.

"Holy crap! 100 kilograms?!"

"I struggle to push 60 kilograms..."

"Brother Han is going to defy the heavens!"

What shocked them even more was that Su Han not only pushed it easily, but also did three sets in one go, 15 reps per set!

"Is this still a human?" Wang Hao muttered to himself.

Squad Leader Liu Yong stood behind the crowd, his gaze complex.

As an old Squad Leader who had trained countless recruits, he had never seen a soldier change so quickly and decisively.

At breakfast, Su Han ate five eggs, three bowls of porridge, and six steamed buns by himself, which scared the Cooking Squad.

"Brother Han, you're going to eat the Cooking Squad into poverty!" Wang Hao joked.

Su Han smiled without speaking and continued to bury his head in eating.

The Tortoise Breathing Technique accelerates metabolism, and he needs a large amount of energy replenishment.

After breakfast, the entire company of soldiers lined up and headed to the training ground, preparing for three-point alignment aiming training.

Su Han found Squad Leader Liu Yong and whispered: "Squad Leader, I'd like to borrow Wang Hao to assist me in training."

Liu Yong frowned: "You're not participating in the aiming training yourself?"

Su Han smiled: "I need to conduct targeted training for other events. I have already applied to the Company Commander, and from now on, I won't participate in the company's collective training."

Hearing that it was the Company Commander's order, Liu Yong nodded helplessly: "Alright, Wang Hao, you go with Su Han."

Wang Hao was dragged away by Su Han with a bewildered look, and the two arrived at the combat training ground in the corner of the camp.

"Brother Han, what help do you need from me?" Wang Hao asked curiously.

Su Han took out a solid wooden stick as thick as a wrist, threw it to Wang Hao, and then took off his shirt, revealing his slightly thin but well-defined upper body.

"Hold the stick and hit my muscles all over my body." Su Han set his horse stance and said in a deep voice.

"What?!" Wang Hao's hand shook, and the wooden stick almost fell to the ground, "Brother Han, are you joking?"

Su Han shook his head: "I'm not joking, this is a special training method, hurry up and start."

Wang Hao swallowed his saliva and carefully touched Su Han's shoulder with the wooden stick: "Th-this way?"

"Use force!" Su Han frowned, "Didn't you eat?"

Not far away, the soldiers of the 7th Company who were training noticed the commotion here and turned their heads.

"Holy crap, what is Wang Hao doing? Hitting Su Han?"

"Is he crazy? That stick is so thick!"

"Is Su Han stimulated?"

Squad Leader Liu Yong also saw it and walked over quickly: "What are you doing?"

Wang Hao said with a mournful face: "Squad Leader, Brother Han told me to hit him! I don't dare!"

Liu Yong's eyes widened: "Su Han! What are you up to?"

Su Han took a deep breath: "Squad Leader, this is my family's ancestral Hard Qigong training method. By using external force to strike, combined with breathing techniques, it can quickly enhance muscle strength and resistance to impact."

Liu Yong looked skeptical: "Nonsense! Where is there such a training method? What if you hurt your internal organs?"

It's no wonder; in many people's eyes, so-called Hard Qigong is nothing more than a trick.

But it actually exists.

It's just that none of them have seen it with their own eyes or practiced it.

While they were at a stalemate, a crisp female voice came: "Third Grandpa! You are finally willing to practice the family ancestral kung fu?"

Everyone turned around and saw Su Lingxue standing by the training ground, carrying a thermos, her face full of pleasant surprise.

Su Han's eyes lit up: "Ling Xue! You came just in time, come over and help!"

Su Lingxue is also a member of the Su Family and knows how these techniques should be practiced.

Su Lingxue trotted over, saw the wooden stick in Wang Hao's hand, and immediately understood: "Third Grandpa wants to practice the 'Iron Cloth Shirt'?"

Iron Cloth Shirt? Everyone was stunned. What the hell! Martial arts novels?

"Yes!" Su Han nodded, "This kid doesn't dare to strike, you do it."

The so-called Iron Cloth Shirt is what it's called in ancient times or in martial arts novels and TV series.

But in modern times, it is what is called Hard Qigong. It's just a different name.

Su Lingxue took the wooden stick without saying a word.

Su Han had always been very resistant to practicing martial arts since he was a child. This made the people in the family very helpless.

After all, as a male descendant, not to mention you need to carry forward the family. At least you should inherit the family tradition, right?

Su Lingxue said to Wang Hao: "You go watch from the side."

"In the future, when I'm not here, you follow my example and assist Third Grandpa in training."

Liu Yong still wanted to stop her, but Su Lingxue had already set her stance: "Third Grandpa, are you ready?"

Su Han set his horse stance firmly, his whole body muscles tensed: "Come!"

Whack! The wooden stick hit Su Han's back heavily, making a dull sound.

"Hiss—" The onlookers gasped.

"Holy crap! He's really hitting him!" "How painful must that be!" "Is Su Han crazy?"

But Su Han didn't budge at all, instead saying in a deep voice: "Continue! Add thirty percent more force!"

Su Lingxue nodded, and the wooden stick fell like raindrops, from shoulders to back, then to waist, abdomen, and thighs; every muscle was specially cared for.

Whack! Whack! Whack! The dull sound of impact echoed on the training ground, and soldiers from other companies were also attracted, soon forming a large circle.

"What is that sharpshooter from the 7th Company doing?" "Is he self-mutilating?" "Who is that girl? She hits so hard!"

Zhou Haitao heard the news and hurried over, pushed through the crowd to see this scene, and almost dropped his jaw: "Ling Xue! What are you doing?"

Su Lingxue didn't turn her head: "Helping Third Grandpa practice!"

As she spoke, another stick hit Su Han's abdomen. The force of this blow was so great that the wooden stick cracked.

Su Han gave a muffled groan, the veins on his forehead bulging, but his feet remained motionless as if rooted.

"Enough!" Zhou Haitao rushed forward to stop them.

"Don't come over!" Su Han suddenly shouted, his voice like thunder, "Critical moment!"

He saw his whole body muscles expand at a speed visible to the naked eye, his skin turned a strange flushed red, and the sweat just seeped out and was evaporated into white mist.

"This is..." Zhou Haitao froze in place.

A flash of surprise appeared in Su Lingxue's eyes, her hands didn't stop, and the wooden stick swung with a whistling wind.

Snap! Finally, the wooden stick couldn't withstand the force and broke into two.

Su Han let out a long howl, the sound shaking the surroundings, his whole body's joints popping and crackling like roasted beans.

The onlookers were scared back a few steps by this momentum, their faces full of horror.

"Is, is this still a human?" "Am I watching a martial arts movie?" "Too scary..."

The howling gradually stopped, Su Han slowly withdrew his stance, exhaled a breath of foul air, his eyes shining brightly.

"Success!" Su Lingxue said happily, "Third Grandpa, you've practiced the first level!"

Su Han felt the surging power in his body and nodded with satisfaction: "Thanks to your help."

Turning to look at the stunned Zhou Haitao and the comrades, Su Han grinned: "Don't look at me like that, this is just some simple ancestral training methods."

Zhou Haitao swallowed his saliva: "You call this 'some simple training methods'?"

Su Lingxue proudly lifted her chin: "Of course! Our Su Family had a Martial Champion in our ancestors! Third Grandpa has the best talent, he was just lazy and unwilling to practice before."

Everyone: "..."

Wang Hao tentatively approached: "Br-Brother Han, doesn't it hurt?"

Su Han patted his shoulder: "It hurts, but it's worth it."

As he spoke, he picked up the half of the wooden stick on the ground and handed it to Wang Hao: "Come, you try to see if you can break it."

Wang Hao took the wooden stick and tried to bend it hard, but it didn't move at all.

"Watch closely." Su Han took the wooden stick, applied force with one hand—Snap! The wooden stick broke in response, the wooden splinters at the break were jagged.

"Holy crap!" "This hand strength is too perverted!" The soldiers exclaimed again.

Zhou Haitao looked at Su Han with complex eyes: "How many more surprises do you have that I don't know about?"

Su Han smiled without saying a word, thinking this was just the beginning.

The Tortoise Breathing Technique combined with the Su Family's Body Tempering Technique, at this rate, in three months, he will definitely be able to surpass his peak state from his previous life!

In the following days, Su Han's training became even crazier.

He woke up at 4 AM every day, ran ten kilometers with a load first, and then conducted two hours of strength training.

After breakfast was shooting training. Although he had already reached the pinnacle, he still strove for perfection, trying shooting in various complex environments.

What terrified the 7th Company soldiers the most was that every evening, Su Lingxue would appear on time, holding a specially made wooden stick to conduct "Body Tempering" training on Su Han.

That dull sound of sticks hitting flesh became the "special program" of the 7th Company in the evening, and soldiers from other companies even ran over to watch the fun.

One month later, in the physical fitness test, Su Han's results shocked the entire regiment:

100-meter sprint: 10.58 seconds

Pull-ups on a horizontal bar: 102

Weighted squats: 200 kg, 30 times

Armed 5km run: 15 minutes 23 seconds

These data have reached the standards of a Special Forces Soldier, and even surpassed the records of a Special Forces Soldier in some events!

Regimental Commander Wang Tiejun looked at the test report, his hands shaking: "This kid... is really a monster!"

Zhou Haitao was already numb. He now looked at Su Han as if looking at an alien.

But they didn't know that Su Han's transformation had just begun...