Soldiers' Assault: Veteran Special Agents and New Recruits

Chapter 113 I Heard He Killed Someone (Please Subscribe, Give Monthly Tickets)

The forty-four trainees changed into winter uniforms, gathered on the playground downstairs, and were then led to the basketball court, where they lined up facing the audience.

A dozen or so veterans stood in a circle around the outside of the queue, each with a blank expression but still exuding an imposing aura.

Qi Huan stood in the audience seats two meters above the ground, deliberately creating a sense of oppression from above, further psychologically suppressing the trainees.

"There are so many training uniforms on the stage. It looks like they're about to distribute the clothes and start training. I've never had the opportunity to properly develop my body. I can't miss such a good opportunity," Jackie Chan thought to himself, eager to try.

The other trainees all had tense expressions, wondering what Qi Huan was up to.

This was not only their first time participating in Old A's special training program, but also the first time they had ever heard of it. They had no idea what it would be like.

"The pumpkins are all here, let's talk about them."

Qi Huan gave a casual salute and said loudly, "In terms of our relationship, we are comrades-in-arms. We are here to learn, train, and progress together."

In terms of rank, some of you are my subordinates, some are my peers, and some are even my superiors.

However, you'd better know your place and not act like officials or act like arrogant troublemakers, or you'll regret it.

In terms of position, I am the instructor, and you are the trainees. With only this one identity, I will treat all of you equally.

Before the special training officially begins, there are a few things you all need to remember.

The people of Brigade A are unaware of pain, unaware of rest, unaware of hunger, and unaware of fear.

The people of Team A only know how to forge ahead and that there is no task they cannot accomplish.

If you want to become a Senior A, you must be able to do these things. If you don't have that confidence, I suggest you submit your application and leave as soon as possible.

Don't waste your time, and don't waste mine. This is a place for real men.

I don't need to introduce myself, because from now on, whether you stay or are eliminated, you will remember me for the rest of your life.

Qi Huan walked to the table where clothes were placed and, slightly softening his tone, continued, "During the special training, there are no military branches or ranks."

From the moment you received this training uniform, you are nothing, you are nothing at all.

Do you know what zero is? Answer me!

Qi Huan raised his voice at the end, launching a soul-searching question at the entire ranks.

"Know!"

The trainees answered in unison.

"Speak louder! Haven't you eaten?" Qi Huan shouted, clenching his fist and waving it.

"I know~"

Everyone shouted at the top of their lungs.

"Alright! Now we'll begin distributing the training uniforms. Those who hear your number, come up one by one to collect them."

Qi Huan was satisfied with the students' obedience. After speaking, he took two steps back, turned around and said to Old A by the table, "Begin the training."

"yes!"

Old A nodded, and without even needing to fetch the roster, shouted at the top of his lungs, "Number 1!"

"arrive!"

A captain in the ranks stepped forward, turned to the right, and ran up the leftmost staircase to the table in the stands.

An older officer picked up a set of clothes identical to those worn by other officers and handed it to the captain who came up to collect the clothes.

Upon seeing this uniquely designed outfit, Captain Cadet No. 1 was quite excited and eagerly ran down the other side, clutching the outfit.

Then came number 2, number 3, number 4...

Old A called out the numbers very quickly, with intervals of less than two seconds.

One by one, the trainees went up to receive their clothes, and all forty-four people quickly finished. Each person returned to the queue with a set of clothes in their arms.

The short Xu Sanduo stood at the front of the line, hugging his new clothes and grinning foolishly.

I'm so happy!

Cheng Cai and Wu Liuyi were equally excited. They even exchanged glances with Xu Sanduo in the distance across the ranks, nodding to each other and sharing their joy.

Jackie Chan was the last to collect his clothes and come down. When he returned to the queue, he found Tuo Yonggang and Wu Zhe chatting privately.

"Hey, insider information, wanna know?"

Wu Zhe greeted Tuo Yonggang next door through Cheng Cai, who was standing in the middle.

"Could it be that the butcher is going to be removed from his position?"

As Tuo Yonggang spoke, he glanced at Qi Huan on the platform, who was chatting with another lieutenant. It was already very clear who this butcher was referring to.

"You wish! How could that be? It's about our head instructor who hasn't shown up yet," Wu Zhe said.

"What happened to the head instructor? He can't be even more ruthless than him, can he?" Tuo Yonggang said.

"Number 27 and Number 39, you two stop talking, or you'll get caught by the butcher. He's a new broom sweeping clean, and he needs to make an example of someone."

Jackie Chan stood to Wu Zhe's right and whispered a reminder to the two of them.

"It's alright, Number 39, hurry up and tell me, what happened to the head instructor?" Tuo Yonggang's curiosity was piqued, and he couldn't wait to ask.

Wu Zhe hasn't really changed yet.

He still considered himself a major, not a cadet who had already been reset. He didn't take Qi Huan, this mere lieutenant, seriously at all.

Ignoring Jackie Chan's advice, he whispered, "I heard he's killed someone."

As soon as Wu Zhe said this, Cheng Cai's expression changed instantly, and Tuo Yonggang also questioned, "How is this possible? You're just bragging. How old would a real combat hero be?"

Conventional thinking dictates that soldiers killing people must be linked to war, but my country's most recent war was 10 years ago.

It's normal for Tuo Yonggang to have doubts.

"Yes, I've had my doubts too, but that's the information I've received..."

"Number 39!"

Qi Huan's sudden call to roll interrupted Wu Zhe, who could only reply, "Here!"

"Number 27!"

When Tuo Yonggang was called upon, all he could do was reply, "Here!"

Qi Huan called out the numbers of two people in succession, and with a dark face, he walked down from the audience seats, instantly making the atmosphere in the queue tense.

"Oh no, I'm doomed, I'm going to turn into a chicken."

Jackie Chan silently lit an incense stick for these two unlucky kids who had powerful backgrounds and relied on their arrogant attitude in their own military units to refuse to listen to advice.

For instructors to demonstrate their authority, they usually need to establish their authority in front of all the trainees.

The best way is to find a chicken, kill it as a warning to others, and thus achieve the purpose of calming the situation and preventing the other trainees from misbehaving.

Wu Zhe and Tuo Yonggang's intervention at this time was tantamount to providing timely assistance to Qi Huan.

Especially since Wu Zhe is the only colonel in the entire team, with the highest rank, using him to "kill" and establish authority would definitely make him the highest quality "chicken".

Such a great opportunity.

Qi Huan will definitely not let this go; he will make a big fuss about it.

"Damn it, you're not counting me in here, are you? This has nothing to do with me."

Seeing Qi Huan step down from the platform and stand between Tuo Yonggang and Wu Zhe, Cheng Cai instantly became extremely nervous and couldn't help but pray in his heart.

They were afraid that Qi Huan might have crooked eyes or hard ears, and that he might be included in the list and suffer an undeserved disaster.

As Qi Huan slowly walked over, stopping precisely in front of Cheng Cai, Cheng Cai thought he was in trouble too.

He mentally screamed, "Are these two out of their minds? Why don't they just stand there and chat in the team chat? This is terrible, I've brought this disaster upon myself."

Fortunately, Cheng Cai was worried for nothing; Qi Huan didn't even glance at him.

His gaze lingered on Tuo Yonggang and Wu Ze, and he said with a dark face, "You two are both officers, and I think there's another one who's a field officer. Talking in formation isn't allowed. Don't you even know the most basic formation regulations?"

Tuo Yonggang and Wu Zhe both kept their faces expressionless, neither answering nor looking at Qi Huan.

"Step forward! Put your clothes on the ground."

Qi Huan gave the order with a cold face.

Tuo Yonggang and Wu Zhe knew perfectly well that there was nothing wrong with exchanging a few words while distributing clothes, but Qi Huan was making a big deal out of nothing, deliberately trying to cause trouble for them and make an example of them.

Now that I've been tricked, there's nothing I can do but bend down and put the clothes down.

Qi Huan glanced at the time on his wrist with one hand and ordered expressionlessly, "15 minutes, 100 push-ups, 500 sit-ups, begin now."

The punishment itself is not very difficult; its main purpose is to establish authority and deter others.

There's no excuse for violating the queue rules, so Tuo Yonggang immediately lay down and began working hard, panting heavily, to pay the price for his mistake.

As a school officer, Wu Zhe was a little embarrassed and stood there without doing anything.

When he was in the Marine Corps, as a top student with two bachelor's and one master's degrees, he was already a major at the age of less than 24, which was even more impressive than Gao Cheng, who had a father who was a corps commander. Gao Cheng was promoted to major at the age of 27.

This person was carefully cherished by the leaders and had a powerful background.

Who has the guts to mess with him like this?

Unfortunately, this was the A-Team, backed by the General Staff. Qi Huan had no patience for Wu Zhe's bad habits and glared at him fiercely, yelling, "Hurry up!"

Wu Zhe clenched his teeth a few times, but finally took off his hat and lay down.

The two men were doing push-ups in front of the line, and Qi Huan not only climbed over their backs, but also deliberately and humiliatingly stepped over them.

It's just a constant trampling of their dignity.

He also loudly warned the other trainees: "No matter how awesome you are in your own units, once you come to A Battalion, you have to be humble and submissive, and put away all your bad habits."

Otherwise, those two lying on the ground are just following the rules.

Qi Huan is quite adept at psychological manipulation, especially his method of making an example of someone to intimidate others, which completely subdued all the trainees present.

Even Jackie Chan, an experienced instructor, gave Qi Huan a score of 7 out of 10 for his performance.

As for why it wasn't a perfect score...

The reason is that the punishment is not harsh enough. Those who can come here are all capable people. These 100 push-ups and 500 sit-ups are hardly a punishment.

In Jackie Chan's view, it was just a warm-up.

If Jackie Chan were to lead the training and set the tone, he would probably make sure that if one person made a mistake, all the trainees would be held accountable, and the whole team would have to do 500 push-ups before anything else.

Fortunately, Qi Huan wasn't that cunning.

The other trainees were not only not punished together, but were also dismissed and released early.

Tuo Yonggang and Wu Zhe were left on the basketball court, where two senior players kept an eye on them and kept them there until they finished.

As soon as Xu Sanduo returned to the dormitory, he couldn't wait to take off his regular clothes and put on his new training uniform.

When the team was disbanded, Qi Huan gave a special instruction: from today onwards, everyone should only wear the new training uniforms, and the old ones should be put away and not worn anymore.

Jackie Chan also changed into a new Old A training uniform.

Overall, the quality of the clothing is very good. Whether it's the feel to the touch or the comfort of wearing it, it's a level above the Type 87 camouflage uniform.

According to Jackie Chan's own assessment, it's similar to the Type 07, which was released more than a decade later.

The only downside is that it's still a bit small.

There are no special sizes specifically made for people with special body types, such as Jackie Chan, who has an extremely large physique.

Even though Jackie Chan wore a size 190/4XL, the style of the Old A training uniform was still looser than the Type 87.

This piece of clothing could be made into a dress for the short Xu Sanduo; the hem of the dress would even go past Xu Sanduo's knees.

Even the largest size Old A training uniform was a little too small on Jackie Chan, not quite meeting the required loose and comfortable fit.

Although it's much better than the Type 87 camouflage uniform, the muscle contours are still very clearly visible.

They came in lumps, with sharp edges.

It looks visually stunning, giving off a powerful and explosive feeling. The next one is a humanoid tank that makes you want to touch it a few times.

This might be an extra highlight that comes to mind because the outfit is too small.

In contrast.

Xu Sanduo was really too thin and small, and his clothes created an extreme contrast with Jackie Chan's.

Even the smallest size, 165/80, was noticeably too big on Xu Sanduo; the hem of the shirt covered his buttocks.

To look decent in this outfit, Xu Sanduo would need to gain at least 10 to 20 pounds.

However, Xu Sanduo didn't care.

Excitedly, I put on my clothes and shoes, donned my baseball cap, and proudly admired myself in the mirror, turning left and right repeatedly, never getting enough of looking at myself.

(End of this chapter)