Please pull the trigger for this world one more time.

One night a few days later.

"Knock knock... Report!"

"Enter."

Shen Yi pushed open the door to the vice principal's office and stood at the doorway, giving a salute.

"Come on in, have a seat."

The elderly Chen Zhiming was looking at a document. Without looking up, he pointed to the chair in front of his desk. After Shen Yi sat down, the old man asked, "So, what brings you here at night again?"

Shen Yi: "It's nothing much. I heard about it. Actually... it was you who directly proposed to the military to allow the capital's students to participate in the exercise, and you also strongly supported the equipment. I came here on behalf of my father and myself to express my gratitude."

Upon hearing this, the old man raised his eyelids slightly and said, "Did your father tell you this?"

"right."

"That old Shen... his mouth talks faster than a car wheel."

The old man casually tossed the documents in his hand onto the table. "No need for thanks. I, Chen Zhiming, always keep my word. This exercise wasn't entirely for you. The Empire's new recruits and new equipment always need time to get used to each other."

Besides, the promises made to you and your father should be fulfilled, shouldn't they? The empire is currently strengthening its military, and your father has no one to command. How can he sleep soundly?"

"Yes, in any case, on behalf of the Southeast Army Group, I would like to thank Vice Principal Chen again!" Shen Yi said sincerely.

"Heh... alright, stop beating around the bush." ​​The old man picked up a cigar from the shelf and took a puff. "Speak, what do you want from me?"

Shen Yi swallowed hard and said, "Vice Principal, I'd like to ask you for a few more people."

"Who?"

"Mo Zian".

The old man shook his head decisively: "Impossible."

"Then, Han Dafu..."

"That's impossible."

Shen Yi was surprised that the old man refused so readily, so he asked in confusion, "Vice Principal, is there really no room for discussion?"

"There was a little left, but not anymore." The old man tapped the document in front of him with his index finger. "The exercise summary report, did you have it submitted?"

Shen Yi paused slightly at the old man's question, then said, "Yes, according to convention, a copy should be submitted to the directing team..."

"Then you have only yourself to blame for being stupid, Nephew Shen."

The old man put his cigar aside. "The details of these children's training experiences are written down in the book... Let me be frank with you, someone has already taken a liking to them, so don't even think about it."

Shen Yi frowned and said, "Vice Principal, my Southeast Army Group can..."

"I told you, don't even think about it."

The old man, Chen Zhiming, gave Shen Yi a wink and raised his voice slightly, "Your Southeast Army Group is the Empire's new elite force, and you've been playing the victim card all these years. Normally, getting two people wouldn't be difficult, but it won't work this time, understand?"

Of course, if your Southeast Army insists on trying, I won't stop you, but it's impossible for you to come from my side; I can't afford to mess with them.

Shen Yi was taken aback: "You... alright, I understand."

After taking a sip of tea, the old man chuckled and said, "Nephew Shen, I remember when you first took over, you said that Mo Zian was a good person, but not the one you wanted."

You look down on Han Dafu even more, because she got in directly with a letter of recommendation, and the person who recommended her doesn't get along with you.

Shen nodded.

Chen Zhiming flicked his cigarette ash: "So why the change of heart?"

"Because Mo Zian is more outstanding than I imagined, the special training before the exercise was indeed effective, but I actually have reservations about whether it can be effective."

Shen Yi sighed slightly, "Mo Zian, a new recruit, was able to lead his team in independent operations and even exceed the mission requirements. Before, I thought Mo Zian might be a talented general who was just frustrated being a commando. But now, I think he is all-around capable. The Southeast Group Army paratroopers should not miss out on him."

Shen Yi paused slightly before continuing, "Han Dafu is a good kid. I misjudged her. I didn't think much of her at first, assuming she was someone with connections in Tianhe Port."

But looking at it now, this girl is ambitious, bold, meticulous, and sincere. I admire her for her unpredictable and elusive skills.

Not to mention she was recommended as a doctor.

"Alright, it's too late for you to regret it now."

The old man waved to Shen Yi and pointed to two exquisite square boxes on the side of the table. "Look, they've even sent over their medals... Nephew Shen, regarding the selection of candidates, let me give you one last piece of advice: don't be too greedy."

I've already decided on Luo Chong for you. His father is a senior advisor to the Central Army Group, so it was practically a done deal for him to go there.

And then there's Chen Bu'nai; the Northwest Army Group has been keeping an eye on him for a long time. Colonel Ouyang Chen from the Southern Army Group also called me after the exercise, but I turned him down.

"Yes, I understand. Please consider it a bit of wishful thinking on my part."

Shen Yi stood up from his chair. "Vice Principal, I'll head back now. I won't disturb your rest any longer."

"Okay, you can go back now." The old man nodded. "By the way, since you're already here, why not take this opportunity to call those two children over? The lights should still be on."

……

Not long after.

"Old Bi, why did the vice principal suddenly call us?"

Han Dafu and Mo Zian walked side by side on a pebbly path. The hamster looked around and lowered its voice, "Could it be that they found out I stole braised beef from the cafeteria in the middle of the night?"

Mo Zian blinked twice: "Even if you sold a pound of braised beef outside, it would only cost eighty or ninety yuan, less than a silver dollar. How much did we eat that day?"

"It must have weighed at least two pounds. Think about it, none of the four of us in the house have eaten a little less."

"I don't think it's that serious," Mo Zian shook his head. "The school isn't short of money. Even if it were discovered, it wouldn't warrant alarming the vice principal, who is, after all, an Imperial General."

"Okay." Han Dafu took off his hat and ruffled his short, ear-length hair. "Ugh... what could possibly be wrong?"

Mo Zian stroked his chin and said, "I think it might be a good thing."

"Good news? When Shen Da Ba La came to call us, you saw his face, so how can you say it's good news?"

"That's not necessarily true." Mo Zian smiled slightly. "Just wait and see. We'll have the answer when we get to the vice principal's office. There's no point in guessing now."

The two followed the cobblestone path around the front square and arrived at a building in the first row. The guards at the gate seemed to have been informed in advance and let them through immediately.

The vice principal's office was on the top floor. As Mo Zian went up the stairs, he noticed through the window in the stairwell that he could see directly into the dormitory entrance.

"Knock knock... Report!"

"Enter."

Upon opening the door, they saw a smiling elderly man sitting behind a large desk, and both men saluted simultaneously.

"Report, Warrant Officer Mo Zian."

"Han Dafu".

"Reporting to you, good evening, Vice Principal."

"Alright, alright... Come, sit down." The old man, Chen Zhiming, smiled and pointed to the seat in front of him at the table.

Mo Zian gestured for Han Dafu to sit down first, then moved another chair from the side and sat down next to Han Dafu.

"Vice Principal, is there anything you need from us?"

"I'm not here to give you orders, but to discuss something with you today—or rather, something good." The old man smiled and handed each of them a document. "Here, take a look."