Prosperity in the prosperous world: Suo Huanmeng's wife is going to flee

Chapter 269 She Doesn't Need Expressions Anymore

Three years later, in the military training ground, Xin Zhi was wearing a camouflage uniform with no emotion on her face.

Rows of male soldiers stood in front of her with disdainful eyes.

She glanced at them without any emotion in her eyes: "Did you come here voluntarily?"

A fierce-looking man glanced at her: "Report, we entered the special forces voluntarily, but we are not here to protect a woman, Lieutenant Colonel!"

Xin Zhi listened to the word 'Lieutenant Colonel' he bit down very hard, and neither her heart nor her face felt the slightest waver.

"Second Lieutenant, just right, I don't want to train you either, or you can tell Wen Lan to let him let me go?"

Xin Zhi's eyes were fixed on the man's shoulder straps, and her tone was calm.

The man's eyes widened. Every soldier who came to Feiying knew that the captain of Feiying was a scientist, although he looked like a frail scholar, which made people doubt his military value.

However, multiple sources confirmed that no one in the Flying Eagle Brigade had beaten him, and no one had ever dared to mention him so casually.

But this woman just talked about it casually, without a trace of respect on her face, as if she was talking about another person who had nothing to do with her.

"Lieutenant Colonel, please pay attention to your tone, Senior Colonel Wen Lan is your leader."

Xin Zhi blinked her eyes: "He? My leader? I never had a leader, I just accepted a task and was seconded to train you."

The man scratched his neck and didn't know what to say.

In the monitoring room, Wen Lan and two subordinates were watching Xin Zhi face the group of recruits.

One of the fair-looking subordinates took a look at Wen Lan: "Boss, we can do the training of people. Look at Xin Zhi, she always has the same expression every time."

Wen Lan smiled: "She has the same expression every time, but every time, she will gradually let the recruits realize how difficult she is. Besides, I just want to teach those recruits a lesson, let them know that in any No one should be underestimated at this time.”

That white subordinate frowned: "Boss, I didn't mean that, I just think... Xin Zhi's methods are cruel."

"Although we have a training casualty quota, it's not like she made such a fuss, right?"

Wen Lan clicked her tongue: "She has been a little irritable recently, you can't stand it anymore? It seems that I need to talk to her."

Bai Jing's subordinate looked at Wen Lan's half-smile expression, and stroked his forehead speechlessly. Does he look like he wants to have a good talk?
"Boss, Xin Zhi...does she have facial paralysis?" asked another burly subordinate who had been staring at the screen.

A flash of emotion flashed across Wen Lan's eyes so quickly that no one caught it.

He smiled: "How is it possible? Her physical indicators can't be better, better than mine."

The burly subordinate turned his head: "Then why——I've never seen her have any expression? That woman, she really doesn't look like she is 21 years old. She has been on so many missions with her, no matter how bad her hand is. He rarely even frowned."

The elbow of Bai Jing's subordinate touched the waist of the burly subordinate, the burly subordinate looked at him, saw him shake his head, and signaled him not to ask any more questions.

Wen Lan's eyes were fixed on the screen on the monitor: "Because there is no need for expressions, no one can make her have mood swings, so there is no need for expressions."

The burly subordinates and Bai Jing's subordinates looked at each other, but they didn't understand what their boss meant.

At this time, Wen Lan suddenly said: "The good show is about to start again, and I don't know how long we can watch it."

Bai Jing's subordinates were stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, they thought he was asking how long the training would last, and replied with a smile: "This time it's three months, with one hundred soldiers, it is estimated that only 20 can stay. "

Wen Lan smiled and said nothing. After a while, he looked back at them again: "So conservative? There were about 50 people in the first two batches."

Bai Jing's subordinates curled their lips: "That's because she didn't train with Xin Zhi. She has done five trainings in the past two years, and three of them were with us. Each time, only about ten people stayed. Within 20 people, it’s all said to be high.”

Wen Lan laughed loudly: "What do you want me to say about you? A qualified soldier is one who can overcome everything and is suitable for this place. No matter how difficult or bitter, as long as he is not disabled or dead, he will stay. You don’t understand the truth after all these years?”

"Don't just turn a blind eye if you think they are talents. Don't think it's harmless. That may be their most fatal weakness on the battlefield."

Wen Lan's eyes are getting sharper and sharper, which doesn't match the faint bookishness on him, but it blends in strangely.

Bai Jing's subordinates lowered their heads: "Understood!"

Seeing that she was obviously still dissatisfied with her, Xin Zhi didn't have the guts to go to Wen Lan's group of soldiers, so she clicked her tongue: "It doesn't matter if you are not convinced, anyway, my task is to train you."

"Now, start the first training, escape from the trap, I will give you one hour, no matter how you got up, it doesn't matter, as long as you can still get up."

As Xin Zhi said, she walked to the front desk, picked up a remote control, and pressed a red button on it. Before everyone could react, they felt their feet hanging in the air.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ." There was a scream, and Xin Zhi didn't blink her eyes.

In the monitoring room, Wen Lan looked at the place where the soldiers were standing just now, it was separated like a door, and when those people fell, it was quickly closed again.

He suddenly stood up from the chair, pointed at the screen tremblingly: "Who dug a trap for her? Ah? Who is so courageous?"

Bai Jing's subordinates and Kuwu's subordinates are already stupid. Obviously according to Xin Zhi's old routine, now they should directly let the explosion sound around them and give them a warning, but what happened today?

If they weren't still sitting in the monitoring room, they would all feel that this is not the base of their Flying Eagle Brigade.

Wen Lan glared at them, turned around and was about to walk out the door, but the door was kicked open with a bang.

Wen Lan saw Xin Zhi come in stably, sat in the seat where he had just sat, and clicked the mouse to call up a monitor.

In a somewhat dark space, they saw the group of soldiers shoving and shoving wildly.

Wen Lan's face turned dark: "Xin Zhi, don't you think you should give me an explanation?"

Xin Zhi looked back at him: "Explain what? I think you should give me an explanation. Is Feiying alone? How did you recruit such a group of trash? Under such circumstances, we can still fight. "

Wen Lan held back her anger and turned her head to look at the monitor. Indeed, several people had already started to do something...

(End of this chapter)