Comprehension against the sky, creating the Five Thunders in the real world

Superiors are always strict when dealing with returning special forces soldiers. After these four left, they were no longer under their direct supervision. The superiors were quite satisfied with Lin Beichen's timely return, but before praising him, they wanted to understand the situation in detail.

"We mostly had fun together, and we didn't clarify our identities. After all, when you're traveling, there are some things that are inconvenient to say too clearly."

Lin Beichen replied. He understood the basic rules. Although he had established a friendship with his boss, they treated each other as ordinary people in their daily interactions. When his boss left, he was in a hurry, and after a brief reunion, they said goodbye and had no further contact.

The superior tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest of the rocking chair.

Hearing the rhythmic sounds, Lin Beichen straightened up, staring intently at his superior, awaiting further instructions.

"You did a good job. Go back to the team. When you come back, continue to follow the old rules and manage your subordinates well."

"That's what my superiors ordered." Lin Beichen breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, everything went smoothly.

"Understood, I'll head out now."

After giving his instructions, Lin Beichen left the office and returned to his dormitory.

At this moment, Song Xiangdong had already made the bed. Zhao Tian sat on the bed swinging his legs. Hao Jianhua was rummaging through a box. Looking at the familiar scene before him, Lin Beichen couldn't help but smile.

"We've returned to the unit, and life will continue as before. No one is allowed to let their guard down."

Lin Beichen offered a reminder.

Worried that the three guys might get carried away and become wild outside, Lin Beichen repeated himself a few more times.

"From now on, we must abide by the discipline of the team and always remember that we are special forces soldiers."

Seeing this, Song Xiangdong nodded in response. Zhao Tian and Hao Jianhua also reacted immediately.

As darkness fell outside the window, the long-awaited lights-out whistle sounded, and the four quickly crawled into bed.

The next day, just as dawn was breaking, the broadcast from the training ground came over the loudspeaker.

Although Hao Jianhua was reluctant to get up, he still managed to arrive at the playground on time under Lin Beichen's forceful dragging.

In the following days, everyone returned to their old rhythm of working from dawn till dusk.

Lin Beichen couldn't help but recall the relaxed and carefree days of the past few days.

After rejoining the team, Hao Jianhua shared many of his past experiences with his comrades.

"No way? You actually got arrested? That's so embarrassing!"

A teammate made a teasing remark.

Hao Jianhua's expression changed instantly, his face darkened, and he glared at his teammate with great displeasure.

He just wanted to share his experiences with the people around him, but he didn't expect that some people would use it to make a fuss.

"It was all those guys' tricks that made me fall for them. If they dared to fight me head-on, I guarantee I'd beat them to a pulp."

Hao Jianhua defended himself.

He didn't want to lose face in front of everyone.

His teammates scoffed.

"Come on, you're really bad at this. I trained you a lot on how to avoid scams before you went out, but I didn't expect you to still fall for it."

The teammates continued to taunt him.

In his opinion, Hao Jianhua was all talk and no action, and didn't really have much ability. He had caused a lot of trouble in the team, and if it weren't for Lin Beichen, a good instructor, who was always there to clean up his messes, he probably would have been expelled eight hundred times over.

"Try talking nonsense again! You don't understand the situation at the time, what right do you have to criticize me!"

Hao Jianhua got anxious, grabbed his teammate by the collar, and glared at him fiercely.

He and this person never got along in the group. The story I just told wasn't meant for him.

"An explanation is just a cover-up, and a cover-up is the truth. I think you're so angry because I hit a nerve."

Hao Jianhua's teammates looked at him without changing their expressions.

He wasn't someone to be trifled with; he had only said it casually, but he didn't expect this kid to take it seriously. Did he really think he was easy to bully?

"You can't expect anything good to come out of a dog's mouth! Today I'll teach you a lesson!"

Hao Jianhua kicked him.

Those nearby were terrified and didn't know what to do.

Song Xiangdong reacted the fastest, immediately stepping forward to break up the fight, while Zhao Tian also tried to dissuade them.

"Hao Jianhua, don't take it to heart! It's normal for teammates to joke around, what are you doing!"

Song Xiangdong held Hao Jianhua tightly, preventing him from rushing forward. Zhao Tian also quickly stopped the team member.

Both of them have short tempers, and they're likely to explode if they get together.

"Nobody stop me! I'm going to teach him a lesson today and show him what I'm capable of!"

Hao Jianhua persisted.

His teammates were getting anxious too.

"Only those who lack skill know how to fight! I've trained in the team for so long, I might as well spar with you a few times!"

His teammate suddenly shook off Zhao Tian and then got into a fight with Hao Jianhua.

The two guys kept arguing.

The bystanders didn't dare to step forward and try to stop the fight.

Hao Jianhua was a notorious bully in the team; anyone who displeased him would have to avoid him from then on.

That teammate was narrow-minded and loved to nitpick, but he held a certain position in the team thanks to his martial arts skills.

It's quite nerve-wracking to think that these two giant Buddha statues collided today.

"Screw you! Who dares to act like a big shot in front of me? I'm going to beat you up today!"

Hao Jianhua threw punch after punch, using his teammates as punching bags.

At this moment, Hao Jianhua was perfectly sober, unconsciously recalling his fight with that fat, big-eared guy at the bar. He had lost the fight that day because he was drunk. Hao Jianhua was seething with anger and vented all his past grievances on his teammate.

The two were locked in a fierce fight. Seeing this, Song Xiangdong rushed towards Lin Beichen's office at top speed.

"Instructor, something terrible has happened! Hao Jianhua is fighting with someone on the drill ground! You need to go and check it out!"

After finishing speaking, Song Xiangdong gasped for breath—the long run had exhausted him.

"He just got back and got into a fight? Is he some kind of bull in a bullring? He's so aggressive!"

Lin Beichen angrily threw down his lesson plan and headed straight for the playground.

The two were now locked in a fierce battle, with Hao Jianhua and his teammates both sporting bruises on their faces.

"Stop hitting! Stop hitting! The instructors are coming, stop right now!"

The onlookers quickly spoke up to remind them.

Hao Jianhua and his teammates all looked in the direction Lin Beichen had come from.

Neither of them was willing to let go first, and they held each other like crabs.

"I told you not to fight! All of you, go stand on the playground as punishment! The sun's blazing today; if I don't wilt you out, you'll be causing trouble again!"

Lin Beichen slapped each of them.

Although Hao Jianhua was extremely unwilling, he had no choice but to let go under the pressure of Lin Beichen's intimidation. His teammates also quickly retreated to the side.

Looking at the two men's wrinkled military uniforms, Lin Beichen felt even more displeased.

He grabbed his teammate with one hand and Hao Jianhua with the other, and threw the two of them into the hottest part of the sun.

"No one is allowed to give them water or hold umbrellas for them! If I find out, they'll have to run ten laps around the track as punishment!"

Lin Beichen uttered those harsh words and turned to leave.

Song Xiangdong was so anxious that he could only stand aside and keep him company.

Time passed slowly, Hao Jianhua's clothes were soaked with sweat, and his complexion grew increasingly pale.

His teammate couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed, unconscious.

"Instructor, I beg you, please let him go! Hao Jianhua may have made a mistake, but that guy was also talking nonsense. Neither of them is right."

Song Xiangdong ran to Lin Beichen to plead for mercy.

He simply couldn't bear to see his brother suffer on the playground.

Lin Beichen ignored Song Xiangdong and looked up at the clock—two hours had passed, it was about time.

"Help him back to his dorm. Enough is enough." Lin Beichen didn't ask any more questions about Hao Jianhua.

Back at the camp, he got busy with his own affairs.

My daily schedule is packed, and I have absolutely no time to chat or joke around with those three guys.

To ensure that he could enhance the team's reputation, Lin Beichen has been working hard these days, memorizing all the team's recent activities and related documents.

The camp was bustling with activity, as news of the upcoming tournament for the strongest warriors was already spreading.

"The annual tournament for the strongest has finally arrived this year."

“Those who are qualified to participate are all formidable individuals, and the ultimate winners are the elite of the elite.”

The special forces soldiers gathered together and discussed it animatedly.

Supported by Song Xiangdong, Hao Jianhua noticed the competition notice posted on the bulletin board and quickly pushed his companion aside to go over.

"The tournament for the strongest will be held in three days, and all winners will receive generous rewards."

Hao Jianhua's gaze was drawn to the line of bold text.

For him, money was something external.

Being in the camp doesn't require much expense.

However, the honor won from the tournament of the strongest is extremely valuable.

"Damn, you wouldn't be thinking about that, would you?"

It took Song Xiangdong a lot of effort to squeeze out of the crowd.

Seeing Hao Jianhua staring intently at the notice, Song Xiangdong was greatly surprised.

Although this kid's martial arts skills are not bad, the gap between him and the strong competitors is too big, it's like heaven and earth.

"Let me remind you, don't get involved in everything. We need to protect our reputation."

Song Xiangdong forcibly pulled Hao Jianhua away from the crowd.

As he walked away, Hao Jianhua quickly took a picture of the registration method with his mobile phone.

"Don't blame me for looking down on you. Your skills are nowhere near those of the masters. Why bother going there to humiliate yourself?"

Song Xiangdong forcibly made Hao Jianhua sit down in front of him.

As a good friend, he sometimes hoped that Hao Jianhua could act with discretion.

Once you step onto the stage of the Strongest Tournament, you'll be the center of attention.

Hao Jianhua is ambitious and arrogant.

If one loses in front of others, one may never recover.

"Alright, I've finally submitted the registration information and secured a spot."

Hao Jianhua smiled at Song Xiangdong, his two white teeth standing out brightly in the sunlight.

"You're insane! You're absolutely insane!"

Song Xiangdong was so angry he stomped his feet. It was one thing for Hao Jianhua to act arrogantly in the team.

After leaving the camp, it wasn't just Hao Jianhua who lost face, but also the reputation of the entire team.

"What are you thinking? I know myself. I'm signing up for our instructors, not for my own benefit."

Hao Jianhua showed the information page of the registration form.

Upon seeing Lin Beichen's name, Song Xiangdong burst into laughter through his tears. This kid really knows how to make arrangements.

"You added his name without even asking him. Aren't you afraid he'll get angry with you?"

Song Xiangdong felt a little uneasy and subconsciously reminded him.

Although they have a good relationship with Lin Beichen in private, they still need to be careful about their boundaries sometimes.

Making decisions for Lin Beichen on his own is inevitably somewhat disrespectful.

"He's so outstanding. If you want to help him get promoted and develop his career, you have to push him to the top. That's all I can do, brother."

Hao Jianhua shrugged and smiled indifferently.

He led Song Xiangdong to Lin Beichen's office.

At this moment, Lin Beichen was engrossed in processing the documents at hand.

"I have good news for you. The Strongest Tournament has started, and I've specially reserved a spot for you. I've already registered you."

Hao Jianhua leaned close to Lin Beichen's ear and whispered something.

After saying that, he handed over the phone in a rather irritating way.

Upon seeing the words "Registration Successful," Lin Beichen was dumbfounded—he had never even entertained such a thought.

"Nonsense all day long! There are limited spots in the competition. Isn't it a waste of resources to just randomly submit me?"

Lin Beichen showed no mercy and gave Hao Jianhua a hard knock on the back of the head.

Lin Beichen really couldn't stand this guy's unauthorized actions.

"It's worth getting beaten up! I believe in your strength. The Strongest Tournament is just a publicity stunt. Once you step onto the stage, you'll instantly crush everyone and secure the number one spot."

Hao Jianhua rubbed his head and teased Lin Beichen as he leaned closer. Having followed Lin Beichen all this way, he had witnessed Lin Beichen's skills firsthand.

In his opinion, it was a waste of Lin Beichen's talents to stay here as an instructor.

Why not take matters into your own hands and make arrangements for it?

"Go by yourself, I have no interest in dealing with you."

Lin Beichen twirled his pen and replied irritably.

With a mountain of documents piled up on his desk, he had no time for such things.

"Alright, I know you find it troublesome. I'll register you for all the future competitions; I'm happy to be your little secretary."

Hao Jianhua grinned at Lin Beichen.

Lin Beichen didn't stand on ceremony and directly arranged a day trip to the solitary confinement room for this guy.

A day later, Hao Jianhua was released. Looking at the bright sunshine outside, he couldn't help but squint his eyes.

Having served in the unit for many years, he was frequently sent to solitary confinement due to his unruly nature.

After going there so often, I naturally stopped caring and treated it like a regular occurrence.

"Hmph! The more you try to stop me from speaking, the more I'll make myself clear."

Hao Jianhua snorted, determined to compete with Lin Beichen, and once again scurried off to the instructor's office.

The sun was shining brightly today, and Lin Beichen was enjoying a rare moment of leisure. Seeing the boy's energetic appearance, Lin Beichen smiled.

"Yesterday's arrangement was to teach you a lesson. I hope you'll remember the rules."

Lin Beichen reprimanded him and threw the oranges he was holding over.

Looking at Hao Jianhua's grinning face, Lin Beichen felt quite helpless.

Since his relationship with this guy improved, Hao Jianhua has made quite a few random arrangements for him.

"Let me tell you, that's just my personality. I never regret what I've done. Anyway, the registration is already submitted, so you have no choice but to go."

Hao Jianhua deliberately acted like a rogue, leaping onto the sofa and sitting down.

Lin Beichen rolled his eyes.

He has always shown little interest in competitions outside of his own organization.

In Lin Beichen's view, those were nothing more than publicity stunts.

True ability can only be measured by one's own strength.

"Don't rush to arrange things for me. You all need to train properly. After going out for a while, you've become more wild and your physical fitness is not what it used to be."

Lin Beichen stood up and led Hao Jianhua to the playground. Song Xiangdong, Zhao Tian, ​​and the others had been waiting for some time.

"Oh my god! You guys finally came! Look how sunburnt we are, we're practically dried meat."

Zhao Tian stepped forward and complained irritably. (End of Chapter)