"Enough!" Qin Yuan interrupted him, his voice low and powerful, "Zhang Chu, your problem is not in physical fitness or technical. Your biggest problem is your heart!"

Zhang Chu was stunned and stared at Qin Yuan: "My heart?"

Qin Yuan sneered and walked up to him, his eyes like a knife: "Yes, your heart. Zhang Chu, your recent performance is not a matter of ability, but you are too anxious. You are thinking about chasing and breaking through, but you never stop thinking and ask yourself how to move forward."

Zhang Chu's face turned red, he gritted his teeth and tried to refute: "Instructor, I want to prove myself, I really-"

"Prove yourself?" Qin Yuan suddenly raised his voice, and his sharp eyes made Zhang Chu shut up instantly, "Zhang Chu, do you know who your biggest enemy is? It is your own impatient! You are determined to fill your shortcomings with your desperate efforts, but you don't know that the more you are anxious to prove, the more you will fall into a vicious cycle. Your training is now in a bottleneck, not because you are not strong enough, but because you have forgotten your basic thinking."

Zhang Chu was silent, his fingers trembled slightly, and his lips were pursed tightly.

Qin Yuan stared at him coldly and continued, "Training is not just about fighting hard, but requires strategy and wisdom. The more anxious you are, the more chaotic you move, the more impetuous you are, the worse your grades will be. This is not a problem that physical fitness can solve, but your brain is not keeping up. On the battlefield, in your state, you will only die faster."

Zhang Chu's body shook slightly, lowered his head, was silent for a moment, his voice was a little hoarse: "Instructor, what should I do?"

Qin Yuan walked to the window, looked at the training ground with deep eyes, and said lightly: "Stop."

"Stop?" Zhang Chu looked up in confusion, with confusion in his expression, "But I can't stop, I haven't caught up with them yet-"

"Zhang Chu!" Qin Yuan turned his head suddenly, his eyes as if he was so angry, "It is because you don't know how to stop that you can't catch up! Sometimes, stopping is to move forward faster."

Zhang Chu was stunned. He had never heard of such a saying.

Qin Yuan slowly walked up to him, his tone slightly eased: "I know you are under pressure and know how far the goal you want to catch up is. But training is not just about physical strength, and training until you are exhausted will only backfire. Now you need to learn to think calmly and find your own rhythm and problem, rather than sprinting around like now."

"So, I'll give you a task." Qin Yuan pointed to the wall in the corner and said coldly, "Go over there and reflect on the wall."

Zhang Chu was stunned for a moment, suspecting that he had heard it wrong: "Facing the wall...reflecting?"

"Yes." Qin Yuan's tone was filled with unquestionable orders, "In the next three days, you don't have to participate in any training. Go here for an hour every day and think about where your problem is. Come back to train after you figure it out. If you think it's a waste of time, you can directly withdraw from the recruit company, because you can never become a qualified soldier."

Zhang Chu's face changed a few times. He gritted his teeth and his fists clenched. He had never suffered such humiliation, nor had he been asked by the instructor to stop training. But Qin Yuan's eyes told him that this was an order and there was no room for bargaining.

Finally, he took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and whispered: "Yes, instructor."

The next morning, when other recruits were sweating profusely in the training ground, Zhang Chu stood alone in Qin Yuan's office, facing the wall, and stood quietly. His hands were clenched into fists, and he wanted to turn around and leave countless times in his heart, but reason told him that if he gave up now, he would completely lose.

"Why..." Zhang Chu asked himself secretly in his heart, "Why is the more I work harder, the more I feel powerless? Is it my way wrong?"

He recalled his training - every time he shot, he was thinking about scores, every time he ran, he was thinking about speed, every time he was fighting, he was thinking about winning... He suddenly realized that he had never really calmed down and thought about what the meaning of his training was.

During the time he faced the wall, Zhang Chu's thoughts were sorted out bit by bit. He began to recall every sentence Qin Yuan said to him - "Calmness and discipline are more important than speed", "Training is a dual game of brain and physical strength", "Stop to move forward faster."

When he left the office, the sun shone on his face. He suddenly felt a long-lost clearness, and the impatience and confusion in his heart seemed to have dissipated a lot at this moment.

"Instructor..." Zhang Chu said silently in his heart, "I began to understand...but I still need time, and I will find the answer."

At night, the lights of the recruits company flashed in the camp. After the training, the recruits had a rare time to relax. On the other end of the playground, several special forces soldiers were gathered together and whispering, with occasional cheerful laughter.

Zhang Chu stood not far away, leaning against the flagpole, looking at the scene in the distance boredly. He was still holding a kettle in his hand, but his eyes were a little lonely. He was still thinking about the bottleneck in recent training and Qin Yuan’s cold evaluation of him.

"Stop and think." Qin Yuan's voice was still echoing in his mind, making him breathless. Just as he was pondering himself, the conversations of the group of soldiers in the distance suddenly attracted his attention.

"Old Gao, I really didn't expect that Qin Yuan wasted a battlefield genius in the lead recruits here!" A special forces soldier whispered, his tone full of emotion.

Zhang Chu's ears moved, and his heart suddenly became tight. He turned slightly, pretended to drink water, trying to get closer to the group of people and hear clearly what they were saying.

"Who said no!" Another soldier echoed, "He was the youngest commander of our special forces team back then. He led the team to complete so many high-risk tasks at a young age. If it weren't for the injury that time, he might have been the brigade commander now."

"Yes, 'Crazy Wolf' Qin Yuan, that's our legend." A middle-aged special forces soldier who looked like a middle-aged officer said with a smile, with a hint of respect in his tone. "Do you still remember? In the border ambush five years ago, he and five people were forced to survive under the enemy's firepower for seven hours, and they also killed the enemy's elite squad. The scar on his body was left that time."

When Zhang Chu heard this, his heart suddenly shook, and the kettle in his hand almost fell to the ground. He subconsciously held his breath and tried to calm himself down, but his heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

"Instructor Qin... has such a past?" A huge wave broke out in Zhang Chu's heart. Although he knew that Qin Yuan was a powerful instructor, he did not expect that he was such a legendary figure.

The middle-aged officer continued, "Do you know why he was called the 'crazy wolf'? After the mission, his superiors thought they would die. Unexpectedly, he brought five people with him, not only all the members came back alive, but also completed the mission. Later, someone asked him how he did it, and he just smiled and said, "Wolf is not crazy, how can he bit his prey?"

Several soldiers laughed, their tone full of admiration for Qin Yuan.

But one of them quickly lowered his voice and his face became serious: "What a pity... I heard that after the injury that time, he was forced to withdraw from the front line. It seemed that his superiors forced him to come here to lead the recruits."

"It's right to transfer it here. The recruit company needs people like him to shape the future soldier king. He has such strict requirements on the recruits, and he also hopes to train soldiers who can truly go to the battlefield."

"That's right. But the recruits probably don't know his past, so they must think he's just a cold devil."

Hearing this, Zhang Chu's mood was extremely complicated. He stood there, his eyes became deep. He remembered Qin Yuan's usual cold expression, severe reprimand, and the training that almost crushed him... Looking back now, all Qin Yuan's sternness seemed to have another explanation.

"Crazy Wolf" Qin Yuan... After seven hours of death, five people fought back and killed the enemy... Such a legend turned out to be his instructor.

After dinner, Zhang Chu sat on the bed in the dormitory, holding the training plan in his hand, but the conversation between the soldiers was replaying in his mind. His mood could not calm down for a long time.

"No wonder...No wonder he is always so harsh to us recruits." Zhang Chu murmured in a low voice, "He has experienced a real battlefield and seen life and death, so he will not tolerate us making mistakes. But... why has he never mentioned his past?"

Yue Ming, who was beside him, looked up at him, frowned and asked, "Zhang Chu, what are you talking to yourself? Is he stupid by the instructor today?"

Zhang Chu ignored Yue Ming, but suddenly raised his head with a hint of firmness in his eyes: "Yue Ming, do you know who the instructor was before?"

Yue Ming was stunned and shook his head in confusion: "I don't know. He has always been like this, cold, who dares to ask more questions?"

Zhang Chu narrowed his eyes, his tone was low but he had a sense of reverence: "He is the 'crazy wolf' of the special forces, the youngest combat commander. Can you imagine it? Five years ago, he took five people and ran for seven hours in the ambush of the enemy, and even killed the elite squad..."

Yue Ming was stunned when he heard this, and after a long time he realized: "You...you said the instructor? Is it true or false?"

Zhang Chu nodded with a complicated look: "It's true. I heard his comrades mention it today. The instructor never said this, but the battlefields he has experienced are definitely more cruel than we imagined. He is so strict with us, maybe because he hopes we can withstand it and don't sacrifice his life on the real battlefield."

Yue Ming was silent. He never thought that there was such a story behind Qin Yuan. He scratched his head and said uncomfortablely: "If this is true... then we really have to re-examine the instructor."

Zhang Chu didn't say anything anymore. He looked down at the training plan in his hand, and suddenly a sentence Qin Yuan had said in his mind - "There is no second chance on the battlefield."

This sentence became extremely heavy in his ears at this moment.

"Instructor... I know what I should do." Zhang Chu said silently in his heart. A trace of determination that had never been seen before flashed in his eyes. He finally understood that behind all Qin Yuan's harsh criticism of him was the lessons of countless blood and fire on the battlefield, and the only protection for these new recruits.

From that day on, Zhang Chu seemed to have changed. He no longer pursued speed impatiently, no longer thought about showing himself, but began to observe, think calmly, and then act.

On the training ground in the early morning, there was still a scene full of sweat and dust. Zhang Chu stood in the team, carrying a standard twenty-kilogram sandbag with a torch. He no longer rushed to the front as before, but followed the rhythm of the team steadily and payed attention to his breathing and pace at all times.

"Zhang Chu, don't hold back this time." Yue Ming, who was beside him, said jokingly.

Zhang Chu smiled, his tone calm but firm: "No. This time, I will complete the task with my own rhythm."

Zhang Chu completed the weight-bearing running training that day very beautifully. Although his speed was not the fastest, his pace was stable, his breathing was symmetrical, and he had almost no extra physical energy to consume throughout the whole process. During the last 100-meter sprint, he was even able to speed up more than many teammates.

"Hu——" After running through the finish line, Zhang Chu bent down and gasped, but a confident smile appeared on his face.

Qin Yuan, who was standing on the sidelines, kept watching coldly. Seeing Zhang Chu running steadily, a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes, but he still did not reveal it, just said lightly: "It's okay. At least I didn't waste my energy anymore."

Although Zhang Chu was excited when he heard this, he just nodded vigorously: "Yes, instructor."

In the next few days, Zhang Chu will implement "calm and think" into every training.

In the shooting range, he no longer rushes to grab points, but focuses on the coordination of every aiming and breathing. He adjusts his posture, slows down his pace, holds his breath and concentrates, and every moment he pulls the trigger, looks particularly calm.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Ten bullets were shot out, and the number - 92 ring popped up on the display screen of the shooting range.

"92 Ring!" Zhang Chu stood on the target position, looking at the results, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. This was his first time breaking through the 90 Ring. This time, he did not rely on brute force, but on calmness and precision.

Qin Yuan walked behind him and glanced at the results of the target position. His voice was calm but he had a hint of affirmation: "It's not bad. Have you found the rhythm?"

Zhang Chu straightened his back and said with a sense of calmness: "Yes, instructor. I understand that only by being stable in your mind can you be stable."

Qin Yuan nodded, without saying much, turned around and left. But a faint smile flashed across his face did not escape Zhang Chu's eyes.

During tactical confrontation training, Zhang Chu no longer blindly fought alone, but began to actively integrate into the team.

During the tactical simulation mission that day, Zhang Chu's team was responsible for ambushing the "enemy" team. Instead of rushing to the front to seize credit as before, he calmly followed the command of the team leader and lurking in the designated position.

"Zhang Chu, there may be enemy pathfinders on the right side, please pay attention to it." The team leader whispered.
Chapter completed!