9: Chapter 9: Is this guy possessed by Tarzan?

Early the next morning, the sea surface shimmered with ripples.

The soldiers of the 7th Company had just finished assembling when they were stunned by the sight before them—a military speedboat was moored quietly at the shore, with two soldiers standing on it, looking solemn.

"Company Commander, this is...?" Liu Yong looked at Zhou Haitao in confusion.

Zhou Haitao's mouth twitched: "Special approval from the Regimental Commander, a 'bodyguard' specifically assigned to Su Han."

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Han walked over, fully armed.

His equipment today was even heavier than usual—in addition to the standard combat gear, he had added an extra 20kg of weight.

"Su Han, you are..." Zhou Haitao widened his eyes.

Su Han grinned: "Testing my limits."

Zhou Haitao: "..."

Liu Yong: "..."

He walked to the seaside, loosened up his joints, and then looked at the soldiers on the speedboat: "Sorry to trouble you. Don't worry about me later, unless I raise my hand to signal."

The two soldiers looked at each other and nodded.

"Start!"

With Zhou Haitao's command, Su Han plunged into the sea like a dragon, instantly surging more than ten meters away!

The speedboat immediately followed, maintaining a safe distance.

"My god..." Wang Hao opened his mouth wide, "Brother Han's speed is even faster than yesterday!"

Zhao Xiaohu rubbed his eyes: "Did he add extra weight on his back?"

Liu Yong's expression was grave: "He added 20kg. I saw him put it in with my own eyes."

The soldiers of the entire company fell silent.

The excellent standard for Armed Swimming in conventional troops is 1 kilometer in 30 minutes, and Su Han had already dropped everyone's jaws by swimming 3 kilometers in 20 minutes yesterday.

Now, with an extra 20kg of weight, his speed was actually even faster?!

On the sea surface, every stroke Su Han took was powerful, leaving a long trail of white spray behind him.

Under the operation of the Tortoise Breathing Technique, his breathing was long and steady, keeping his physical exertion to a minimum.

"First lap finished! 3 kilometers, 18 minutes and 40 seconds!" The navy soldier on the speedboat reported via walkie-talkie, his voice trembling.

Zhou Haitao's hand on the shore shook, and the stopwatch almost fell to the ground: "He broke the record again?"

What was even more terrifying was that Su Han had no intention of stopping, turning around to start the second lap!

"He's going to swim again?!"

"Is he crazy? This physical exertion..."

The soldiers were whispering, and some even started timing him.

Second lap, 19 minutes and 12 seconds.

Third lap, 19 minutes and 30 seconds.

Fourth lap, 20 minutes and 05 seconds.

Fifth lap...

When Su Han completed the eighth lap, the entire Sea Training Ground was in an uproar!

"24 kilometers! He swam 24 kilometers in one breath!"

"Is this guy even human?"

"Even Special Forces Soldiers aren't this monstrous, right?"

Zhou Haitao was already numb. He mechanically pressed the stopwatch, looking at the total time of 2 hours and 40 minutes on it—averaging 20 minutes per lap—his mind was blank.

On the sea, Su Han finally slowed down.

He raised his hand to signal, and the speedboat immediately approached.

"How are you doing?" the two safety soldiers asked nervously.

Su Han wiped the seawater off his face, revealing a bright smile: "It's fine, just hungry."

The two safety officers: "..."

How could he not be hungry?

Others would need to eat two steamed buns to replenish energy after swimming a few kilometers.

You, on the other hand, did 24 kilometers in one go!

A normal person would have exhausted their energy several times over by now, right?

When Su Han was brought back to the shore, the soldiers of the entire company spontaneously lined up and applauded.

Regimental Commander Wang Tiejun had arrived at the scene at some point. He strode up to Su Han and looked the soaking wet soldier up and down: "Su Han, tell me the truth, are you even human?"

Su Han stood at attention and saluted: "Report to the Regimental Commander, I'm 100% human!"

Wang Tiejun shook his head and turned to Zhou Haitao: "Give him extra food! Let the Cooking Squad provide all the meat dishes he can eat today!"

"Yes!"

As soon as the Regimental Commander left, the soldiers of the 7th Company swarmed over.

"Brother Han, what kind of breathing technique is this? Teach me!"

"Brother Han, did you install a motor in your legs?"

"Brother Han..."

Su Han was getting a headache from the noise. Just as he was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed: "Wait, where is Wang Hao?"

Everyone was stunned and looked around.

"He was just here..."

"Holy crap! There's someone in the sea!"

In the distance, a figure was struggling desperately in the sea, about to sink!

"It's Wang Hao!"

"This kid is sneaking in extra swimming practice again!"

Without a second word, Su Han rushed back into the sea.

This time, he didn't even have time to take off the dry clothes he had just put on!

"Speedboat! Follow him quickly!" Zhou Haitao shouted anxiously.

But Su Han's speed was faster than the speedboat's startup, swimming dozens of meters away in just a few breaths!

"What the hell..." The navy soldier looked at the speedometer and cursed, "Even faster than before?!"

The soldiers on the shore didn't know what to say, their mouths wide open, looking like a bunch of dazed geese.

Two minutes later, Su Han dragged the half-dead Wang Hao back to the shore.

The Military Doctor rushed up to provide first aid. Fortunately, he had only choked on a few mouthfuls of water and was not in any serious danger.

"Cough, cough..." Wang Hao woke up, and the first thing he saw was Su Han's gloomy face.

"B-Brother Han..."

Su Han grabbed him by the collar: "Are you trying to die? Sneaking in practice alone?"

Wang Hao shrank his neck: "I, I wanted to catch up to your level..."

"Bullshit!" Su Han rarely lost his temper, "Can you just rush your way to swimming fast? If I hadn't discovered you early, you would be fish food by now!"

Wang Hao lowered his head, not daring to make a sound.

Zhou Haitao walked over, his face livid: "Wang Hao! Write a 5,000-word self-criticism!"

In the early morning at the Sea Training Ground, thin mist covered the sea.

The soldiers of the 7th Company lined up on the beach. Zhou Haitao held a training schedule, his voice loud: "Today's subject is the 400-meter island-landing obstacle training! Each squad should familiarize themselves with the course first, and we will begin timed assessment in half an hour!"

The soldiers looked in the direction the Company Commander was pointing—

On the sea, buoys marked a winding route, with various obstacles set along the way:

At 50 meters is the "Tire Pontoon Bridge," which requires stepping on swaying tires to pass quickly;

At 100 meters is the "Rope Net Climbing," where a 5-meter-high rope net sways in the waves;

At 150 meters is the "Underwater Passage," where you must hold your breath to pass through an underwater obstacle;

At 200 meters is the "Log Bridge," where the smooth log is extremely slippery from the seawater;

At 250 meters is the "High Platform Diving," where you must jump accurately into a designated area from a 3-meter-high platform;

At 300 meters is the "Load-Bearing Transport," simulating the rescue of wounded personnel;

The final 100 meters is a sprint to the shore to complete the shooting!

"This difficulty..." Wang Hao swallowed, "It's much harder than the 400-meter obstacle course on land!"

Zhao Xiaohu's face turned pale too: "For that underwater passage, I can hold my breath for 30 seconds at most. I'm afraid this distance..."

Squad Leader Liu Yong glanced at them: "What are you afraid of? Didn't Su Han teach you the breathing technique?"

Wang Hao made a bitter face: "But that requires practice, we've only been learning it for a few days..."

At this time, someone asked in a low voice: "Brother Han, this subject... you wouldn't be exceptionally good at it too, right?"

The soldiers of the entire company looked at Su Han in unison, their eyes filled with expectation and anxiety.

Su Han loosened his wrists and said nonchalantly: "Average, it's alright."

Everyone: "..."

Zhou Haitao's mouth twitched: "Alright, pair up and prepare for training! Su Han, you pair up with your Squad Leader and set an example for the whole company!"

"Yes!"

Zhou Haitao looked at Su Han and pointed at Liu Yong, saying: "Your Squad Leader is the best in our company at this island-landing obstacle project."

"During last year's sea training, he even won third place in the small competition held by the entire regiment."

"If you can beat your Squad Leader, I'll have the Cooking Squad prepare extra food for you at noon!"

Su Han pretended to be humble and smiled: "Wouldn't that be bad? After all, he is my Squad Leader. It wouldn't be good to make him lose face in public just for some extra food."

As soon as these words were spoken, Liu Yong immediately scolded with a laugh: "You brat, stop being sarcastic here. Do you think I don't know you?"

"I don't dare to speak for other subjects, but for this one, do you think I need you to go easy on me?"

"Besides, on the competition field, giving your all is the best respect for your opponent, understand?"

"If you can beat me, I'll pay out of my own pocket and order a Family Bucket for you!"

As soon as Liu Yong said this, before Su Han could speak, the soldiers of the 3rd Squad immediately shouted in excitement.

"Really?"

"Really, really, Squad Leader?"

"Su Han, you have to give it your all! You must beat the Squad Leader! Just give us a chicken leg later."

"Brother Han, don't hold back! Kill the Squad Leader!"

Su Han: "..."

Liu Yong's face turned red with anger, and he cursed: "You bunch of little brats, you're selling out your Squad Leader for just one Family Bucket? Do you have any ambition?"

"Alright, alright!"

Zhou Haitao on the side laughed: "Then it's settled!"

"Get ready to start!"

At the starting point on the beach.

Zhou Haitao blew his whistle, and the soldiers of the entire company stared at the two people on the starting line—Su Han was wearing a neat training uniform with a relaxed expression; while Squad Leader Liu Yong tensed his muscles.

"Ready—Start!"

Liu Yong dashed into the shallow water, stepping on the swaying tires and moving forward. Every step was cautious, the tires wobbling under his feet, and the waves splashed over half of his body.

But Su Han's start was like a cheetah pouncing on its prey—

Whoosh!

His toes lightly touched the first tire, his body almost suspended in the air. Borrowing the rhythm of the tires' floating, he made three consecutive leaps, crossing one-third of the distance in the blink of an eye.

"Holy crap! Did Brother Han step on a Hot Wheels?" Wang Hao's eyes widened.

"Is this 'Lightness Skill' water-walking?" Zhao Xiaohu's jaw almost dropped to the sand.

Liu Yong had just struggled to climb to the tenth tire when he looked up and saw Su Han already standing at the finish line waving at him: "Squad Leader, hurry up!"

Liu Yong panted and grabbed the slippery rope net, climbing up with his hands and feet. As the sea breeze blew, the rope net swayed like a swing. He gripped the knots tightly, his knuckles turning white.

Look at Su Han again—

He didn't use the conventional climbing method at all!

The moment his right hand grabbed a knot, he exerted force from his waist and abdomen, and his whole body rotated in the air like a spinning top, using centrifugal force to "whoosh" up two meters! When he landed, his toes accurately hooked onto the lower knot, and he did another rotating throw!

He climbed over the five-meter-high rope net in just three moves, and even straightened his collar when he landed.

The entire company of soldiers collectively turned to stone.

"Is he possessed by Tarzan?"

"The Squad Leader is still struggling at the third meter, and Brother Han is already drinking tea..."

When Liu Yong climbed to the top, he saw Su Han squatting on the reef opposite, making a "come on" gesture at him, and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

This is the project that tests lung capacity the most.

Liu Yong took a deep breath and plunged into the water. Everything in front of him was blurry, and he could only grope forward along the gaps in the reef. Oxygen was being consumed rapidly, and his chest was already aching fiercely when he swam to seven meters.

Suddenly, a black shadow "whooshed" past him—

Su Han broke through the water like a swordfish, his arms together in front, legs together kicking back, his whole body tensed into a straight line, and the water flow barely created any resistance.

What's even more outrageous is that he even winked at Liu Yong as he swam past!

"Gurgle!" Liu Yong was so shocked that he choked on some water and surfaced in a panic.

The shore exploded:

"Did Brother Han just smile in the water?"

"Are his lungs made of iron? He doesn't need to breathe?"

"But, it's stable! As long as Su Han stays stable, today's Family Bucket won't run away!"

Liu Yong tremblingly stood on the log soaked shiny by seawater, spreading his arms and moving slowly like walking a tightrope.

Su Han's way of crossing made everyone's pupils shake—

He jumped onto the log with a run-up, not walking, but running!

Every step was accurately placed on the highest point of the log, his body naturally adjusting its center of gravity with the swaying of the wood, his speed so fast it left an afterimage.

The best part was at the finish line, he deliberately did a somersault in the air, and the water splashed when he landed just happened to drench Liu Yong, who had just climbed to the middle of the log.

"Sorry, Squad Leader!" Su Han's apology came from 30 meters away.

Liu Yong wiped the seawater off his face, gritting his teeth: "This kid is definitely doing it on purpose!"

When Liu Yong finally carried the 75kg dummy, Su Han had already completed the final sprint.

He saw him holding the gun with one hand, without even aiming, "Bang, bang, bang" three gunshots—

Three bullet holes appeared on the bullseye 100 meters away at the same time, with a spacing of less than 2 centimeters!

"2 minutes and 18 seconds!" The timer's cracked voice echoed on the beach.

When Liu Yong panted to the finish line, Su Han was using his jacket as a towel to wipe his hair: "Squad Leader, your 3 minutes and 40 seconds, not bad either."

"Get lost!" Liu Yong threw the dummy onto the sand, "You call this 'average'?"

The soldiers of the entire company swarmed up, criticizing him in a jumble of voices:

"Brother Han, you deceived us so badly!"

"This level is called 'it's alright'? Then should we just retire directly?"

Su Han scratched his head and smiled honestly: "I really just practiced casually..." Before he finished speaking, he was pressed onto the beach by Wang Hao and others for a "beating."

"Don't hit me, if you hit me again, the Family Bucket the Squad Leader is treating me to won't have your share."

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the 3rd Squad soldiers changed instantly, and they pulled Su Han up with smiles on their faces.

"Su Han, you must be tired, right? Come, the veterans will help you relax your muscles!"

"Brother Han, I'll massage your shoulders!"

"Come, Brother Han, drink some water."

Su Han: "..."

Zhou Haitao looked at the 2 minutes and 18 seconds on the stopwatch, then compared it with the words "Excellent standard within 4 minutes" on the training outline, and silently pulled his hat down: "Damn, it makes us look like a bunch of losers..."