The hospital is too busy, so I'm going to join the army and become a top soldier!

"Sir, is our special forces the legendary Sirius Commando?"

When Shen Yan asked this question, the area around the training ground suddenly fell silent.

Han Feng's smile faltered slightly.

He was just imagining how excited Shen Yan must be to hear that he was willing to personally mentor him.

Unexpectedly, the question this kid asked directly led to the most famous Sirius Commando in all of New Zealand!

Good guy!

The deputy battalion commander of a special forces reconnaissance battalion personally came to snatch him away.

Before they've even secured the person, Shen Yan is already comparing them to Tianlang?

Is this new recruit really that ambitious?

Chen Gang's lips twitched slightly, but he quickly straightened his face.

Zhao Weidong lowered his head, pretending to check the grade record in his hand, but he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

They'd known Han Feng for so long, and this was the first time they'd ever seen him get the short end of the stick.

Normally, whenever Han Feng mentions the words "special forces," which company commander wouldn't glare at him with red eyes?

Which outstanding soldier wouldn't be excited upon hearing this?

Today I finally met someone with a higher level of vision.

The key point is that their talent is terrifyingly strong!

Han Feng glanced at Shen Yan for a few seconds, but he wasn't angry. He just straightened his back a little more unconsciously.

"no."

"Sirius is indeed New Zealand's top commando unit, but we're not pushovers either!"

At this point, Han Feng's tone carried a hint of pride befitting a special forces soldier.

"If we really get into our best form and perform well, we might not be any worse than Sirius!"

Shen Yan immediately understood the meaning behind Han Feng's words.

I had only heard of the Sirius Commando Team before, which is why I asked about it casually.

However, it is easy for people to mistakenly believe that he only recognizes Sirius and looks down on other special forces.

That won't do.

Shen Yan immediately stood up straight and said:

"Reporting to the commander, I don't think other special forces units are inferior to Sky Wolf."

"I'd only heard of Sirius before, so I wanted to confirm it."

"If I pass the selection process and truly become one of us, then I will be a member of our unit!"

"When the time comes to truly challenge Sirius, I'll definitely show them our strength!"

Han Feng was taken aback.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes brightened noticeably.

They've already started talking about us before we've even passed the selection process!

This new recruit is ambitious, but he's not just after fame.

They have goals and are grateful for the military's support in nurturing them.

Joining a particular military unit means representing that unit in the fight for first place!

Who wouldn't like such a good soldier?

"good!"

Han Feng raised his hand and patted Shen Yan's shoulder, his smile returning to his face.

"I love what you said!"

"Sirius is strong, but the soldiers we train are not meant to be mere supporting characters for them."

"When you join our unit, I'll personally train you!"

Shen Yan immediately replied:

"yes!"

"I definitely won't let us down!"

Chen Gang and Zhao Weidong exchanged a glance and nodded secretly.

When Shen Yan asked the question about "Tianlang," they were indeed somewhat gloating.

I want to see how Han Feng, the deputy battalion commander of the special forces, will save face for me.

But after hearing Shen Yan's next few words, they were even more satisfied.

It turns out that this kid was never aiming for the most famous organization.

What he wants is stronger training, higher goals, and to represent his team and compete for first place against the strongest opponents!

Zhao Weidong then spoke up:

"If you want to show Sirius your strength, you have to lay a solid foundation first."

"You're still a new recruit in our regiment. After basic training, no matter which unit you're assigned to, you'll have to uphold the honor of your unit!"

Shen Yan looked serious.

"Report, understood!"

"The military has nurtured me, and I will do my utmost to bring honor to the military!"

Zhao Weidong nodded in satisfaction.

Han Feng suddenly realized something.

That's not right!

Wasn't I just trying to steal someone?

How come, as they were talking, Zhao Weidong ended up stuffing things like "our regiment" and "the unit we belong to" into Shen Yan's head again?

When it comes to recruiting good soldiers, these ordinary companies are just as cunning as the special forces!

Seeing that it was getting late, Zhao Weidong immediately waved his hand.

"Alright, that's enough for today."

"It's rare for Old Han to come all this way, so I'll have the cooks prepare a special meal to welcome him. Shen Yan can stay too!"

Han Feng immediately saw through Zhao Weidong's thoughts.

Why are you hosting a welcome party for yourself?

Clearly, seeing him snatch someone away right in front of him, Zhao Weidong couldn't sit still any longer and decided to use a meal to let Shen Yan experience the collective warmth of the elite unit in advance.

However, since he had already stolen someone once, he was too embarrassed to expose him now and could only give a cold laugh.

"You think you can keep someone here just by having a meal?"

Zhao Weidong glanced at him sideways.

"What? The battalion commander of the special forces is here. Can't our elite unit even provide a meal?"

"able."

Han Feng nodded.

"I'm just reminding you that Shen Yan eating a meal with you doesn't mean he'll necessarily be your soldier in the future."

Zhao Weidong was immediately delighted.

"He's a new recruit in our company right now!"

"If you want people, you'll have to wait until the selection process starts in the second half of the year!"

The two exchanged a glance, and neither continued arguing.

But Shen Yan, standing to the side, always felt like sparks were flying in the air.

……

The mess hall of the elite detachment prepared a truly sumptuous meal today.

A table was laden with braised chicken, braised pork, scrambled eggs, and several other hot dishes, with a large bowl of freshly cooked rice in the center.

The aroma of the food had just wafted out when Shen Yan's stomach, which had been rumbling all afternoon, honestly let out a growl.

He originally thought he was just following Chen Gang to freeload a meal.

But after sitting down, Shen Yan realized that something was off about today's lineup.

Zhao Weidong and Han Feng were there, as was Chen Gang.

In addition, several squad leaders from the elite platoon actually sat down with their rice bowls in hand.

An ordinary new recruit was surrounded by a company commander, a deputy battalion commander, and a group of squad leaders while eating.

This doesn't look like a regular dinner party at all; it's more like a pre-organized bidding process for new recruits' placement.

They had only taken a few bites of their food when a burly squad leader spoke up:

"Shen Yan, I am Zhou Haifeng, the class monitor of Class 1."

"Our squad has many veterans, and our training foundation is the most solid in the entire company."

"If you're ever assigned to a top-tier company, our platoon is the perfect fit. We guarantee you'll get started on formal training the fastest."

The other class monitor immediately put down his chopsticks.

"Old Zhou, you're wrong about that."

"What's the use of having a lot of veterans? Shen Yan wants to join the special forces, so physical training is the key."

After he finished speaking, he turned to Shen Yan and smiled very warmly.

"I am Liu Meng, the squad leader of the third squad. Our squad had the highest average score in the company for the five-kilometer run last year. If you come to our squad, I can train with you in weighted cross-country running, obstacle training, and mountain marching."

Zhou Haifeng couldn't help but glance at him.

"To practice with Shen Yan?"

"I heard he's now achieving excellent results with a 5km load of 36kg. Are you sure it's you accompanying him, not him accompanying you?"

Liu Meng's smile froze.

"Why can't I, a veteran squad leader, train with the new recruits?"

"Besides, carrying weights for five kilometers is just one event; I can teach him other things too!"

Another squad leader chimed in.

"What's there to argue about in terms of physical ability? Shen Yan's most terrifying skill right now is his shooting talent."

"I am the squad leader of the fifth squad. Our squad has the most shooting experts. We can lay a solid foundation for them in rifle, squad machine gun and various application shooting techniques."

As he spoke, he even put a large piece of braised pork into Shen Yan's bowl.

"Shen Yan, eat more."

"Whether you can hold the gun steadily while shooting also depends on the strength of your upper body and shoulders. Our class also has a special upper body training program, which is very suitable for you."

……

Shen Yan glanced at the ever-growing pile of braised pork in the bowl, then at the increasingly enthusiastic class monitors, and finally realized something was amiss.

These people weren't just introducing themselves in a normal way.

This is a preemptive recruitment drive!

The squad leaders had obviously already received the message.

After Shen Yan finishes his basic training, he will most likely be assigned to the elite detachment for formal training.

As for whether I can participate in the special forces selection in the future, that depends on my performance and results.

But at least before he went to participate in the selection, he would always be under the guidance of a class monitor.

That's the problem!

Shen Yan has only been in the army for a little over a month, but he has already received a second-class merit, a third-class merit, and another third-class merit is on the way!

In addition, his physical abilities, grenade throwing, shooting, and medical skills are all outrageous!

When a regular squad leader mentors a new recruit, the goal is to find ways to train them effectively.

It's different with Shen Yan.

If you're not careful, Shen Yan might turn around and lead the class monitor forward!

Whoever brings this kid into their class is essentially clinging to a powerful figure who can make a name for themselves!

Another class monitor, seeing that the previous students were getting better and better at talking, couldn't help but expose their bluff.

"Alright, you guys, stop pretending."

"Aren't you just trying to benefit from Shen Yan's quick success?"

The dining table fell silent instantly.

Several class leaders turned to look at him.

Just know that.

Why say it out loud?

The class monitor, despite being stared at by everyone, remained calm and instead turned to look at Shen Yan.

"Shen Yan, I'm a straightforward person, I don't mince words with you."

"If you come to our class, I won't hold you back. If there are any special forces selection slots in the future, I'll be the first to help you get them."

"We have a good relationship with our comrades in the class, and some of the veterans often send us beef jerky, canned food, and milk curds from their families, so we never lack food after extra training."

"Look at those guys, all they care about is training, they don't care at all about the soldiers' daily lives!"

"fart!"

Liu Meng was immediately displeased.

"Is this a military selection process or a blind date? Why are you even mentioning what your family sent you?"

"How can it not be important if the soldiers are well-fed and have the energy to train?"

"According to you, Shen Yan should go straight to the mess hall!"

The class monitors argued more and more heatedly, almost revealing all the secrets their classes had.

Zhao Weidong finally couldn't stand it anymore and tapped the rim of the bowl with his chopsticks.

"Shut up, all of you!"

"What kind of eating manners are these?"

"Commander Han is still sitting right here, aren't you afraid of embarrassing the Sharp Knife Company!"

The class leaders then quieted down a bit.

However, even after they sat down, they kept putting food into Shen Yan's bowl, afraid that if they didn't put in a piece of meat, they would fall behind in this early talent-grabbing competition.

Zhao Weidong scolded him harshly, but he was actually quite satisfied.

It's not a bad thing that the squad leader is willing to compete for good soldiers.

As long as they don't let the competition for talent affect unity, the more fiercely they compete, the more it shows they value talent.

Chen Gang sat beside him, secretly pleased as well.

Go ahead and grab it.

Take your time and grab it slowly.

Anyway, Shen Yan is still under the command of my recruit company.

Even if the squad leaders put all the food into Shen Yan's bowl, they would have to wait until after basic training was over.

Han Feng observed for a while and suddenly realized that he had underestimated ordinary companies before.

It was only the first time they met, and he had already tried to steal someone away from them.

If the squad leaders of the elite platoon really keep Shen Yan, they'll probably be scrambling to snatch him away every day!

"Zhao Weidong".

Han Feng put down his chopsticks, his tone becoming more serious.

"Since Shen Yan has set his sights on the special forces, you cannot lower the training standards for him just because you are reluctant to release him."

Zhao Weidong replied on the spot:

"When has our elite unit ever stopped training its troops?"

"If someone is assigned to our area, we will naturally train them well."

"When it comes to the selection of special forces in the future, you won't have to go easy on them."

The soldiers trained by our elite unit will pass the test based on their own abilities!

As he said this, he glanced at Shen Yan.

"Who knows, this kid might actually manage to scare you special forces guys with the reputation of our elite sniper unit!"

Han Feng did not refute, but simply chuckled.

"Then I'll wait."

"Just don't be reluctant to send them over later."

……

In the afternoon, Shen Yan followed Chen Gang back to the recruit training camp.

As soon as the door to Class Two's dormitory was opened, Wei Shanjia and Ga Wa surrounded them.

Wei Shanjia was the first to speak:

"Shen Yan, what does it feel like to fire a real gun?"

"Was the recoil strong? Were you startled by the first shot?"

The little boy also came over.

"Friend, after the bullet is fired, can you really see blue flames coming out behind the target?"

Shen Yan thought for a moment.

"good."

"It feels pretty simple, just aim and shoot."

"If I can fight, you guys should be able to too!"

Wei Shanjia's eyes lit up immediately.

"Is it really that simple?"

"I thought the recoil would make my shoulder go numb the first time I fired a gun!"

Gawa wasn't immediately happy; he just gave Shen Yan a strange look.

His painful experience over the past month has taught him that the "simplicity" Shen Yan speaks of is not the same as the simplicity that normal people understand.

Liang Zheng was organizing training records when he heard Shen Yan's words and instinctively wanted to correct him.

How can shooting simply involve aiming and then pulling the trigger?

If any of these aspects—gun stability, breathing control, aiming, firing action, and recoil adaptation—goes wrong, the bullet's point of impact will deviate!

It's normal for new recruits to be nervous and move erratically, especially when they're handling live ammunition for the first time.

He wanted to remind Shen Yan that he should never underestimate shooting training just because he did well once!

Liang Zheng had just opened his mouth, but before he could even speak, Gao Zhenhai walked in from outside.

He overheard their conversation and asked directly:

"Don't just say it's simple."

"Tell me how many rings you scored today?"

Shen Yan answered truthfully:

"A total of fifteen bullets were fired at the stationary target."

"In the first round, I got 50 points out of 5 shots. Later, I switched to a different gun and got 99 points out of 10 shots."

"A total of 149 rings!"

The words of admonition that Liang Zheng was about to utter were instantly swallowed back.

What the hell?

Fifteen bullets, 149 rings!

Just one ring away from a perfect score?

Liang Zheng silently shut his mouth, lowered his head and continued to organize his training records, as if he hadn't heard anything at all.

Fortunately, Gao Zhenhai asked quickly.

If I were to start by telling Shen Yan "don't underestimate shooting training," I'd probably be faced with another familiar slap in the face!

Liang Zheng has been in Class Two for a month. It's hard to say how much progress he has made in other areas, but at least he has made significant progress in one aspect.

That means learning to speak a little later in front of Shen Yan!

Wei Shanjia also remained frozen in place.

He grew up in a military compound, so he naturally knew what it meant to achieve this score on his first shooting attempt!

This guy has the talent of a sharpshooter!

When Shen Yan said "you guys should be able to fight too," he almost actually believed Shen Yan's nonsense!

One hundred and forty-nine rings—besides cheaters, who can hit that on their first try?

Are you kidding us?

Ga Wa patted Wei Shanjia's arm and said earnestly:

"Friend, why did you believe him again?"

"Don't get excited just because Shen Yan says it's simple."

"You need to ask yourself first, is this the simplicity of an ordinary human being, or the simplicity of this non-human being?"

Gao Zhenhai, however, did not rush to express his feelings about the 149 rings.

Having served as class monitor for so many years, he was exceptionally sensitive to details and immediately grasped the limiting words in Shen Yan's words.

"You were referring to a stationary target?"

"Besides stationary targets, you...did you also shoot at moving targets?"