Soldiers' Assault: Veteran Special Agents and New Recruits

Chapter 116 You're a real beast! (Please subscribe and vote with monthly tickets)

Once a person's curiosity is awakened, they simply can't control their mouth.

Everyone was chattering and guessing why the butcher had woken them up before dawn to assemble, but then left them standing on the playground, completely ignoring them.

Some say the butcher is just acting crazy, others say something is definitely fishy, ​​and still others say he should just go back to sleep.

There are various versions of the story.

Last night, Wu Zhe was made an example of as a warning to others and was so upset that he couldn't sleep for half a day. He finally fell asleep but was woken up by an emergency assembly. He was still very sleepy and kept blinking.

Unable to contain her exhaustion, she grumbled, "The people in Team A are different from us. They must have had their white matter removed so they don't need to sleep."

"Master's degree, your joke is a bit too profound. Try something more down-to-earth," Tuo Yonggang teased.

"understand……"

"Alright, that's enough."

Wu Zhe wanted to answer Tuo Yonggang's question, but he was interrupted by Jackie Chan before he could finish.

The two looked at Jackie Chan with puzzled expressions.

Jackie Chan didn't say anything more, but just gestured to the left of the group with his lip as a reminder.

Following the suggestion, Wu Zhe and Tuo Yonggang turned around and saw a group of Old A members sneaking over from the dark corner of the wall.

Having learned from their previous punishment, the two immediately shut up and stood up straight.

The other trainees then realized something was wrong and all shut their mouths.

Over came Yuan Lang, Qi Huan, and others, still playing their old tricks of finding trouble where there was none, hiding so they could find an excuse to pick a fight.

"Keep chatting, keep chatting."

With a sullen, dark face, Yuan Lang slowly walked to the front of the line, almost touching the faces of the first row of students, and slowly looked them over from left to right.

He walked with swaying shoulders, and his hat wasn't worn properly, with it hanging below the rank insignia on the left side.

He exudes a roguish air about him.

But the 22 military rank insignia hanging on his shoulder made all the trainees clearly aware of his identity, and they all stood up even straighter.

Yuan Lang, making his first appearance as the head instructor, also needed to establish his authority through various means.

Unlike Qi Huan, who would shout and yell at the drop of a hat and would never use his hands to pick things up, he presented himself as a fierce butcher to instill fear in all the trainees.

Yuan Lang adopted a completely different, and more sophisticated, way of establishing his authority.

He walked up to the eighth soldier in the first row, smiled, patted his belly, and said, "Life in the company is going well; you should lose some weight."

The student didn't know what those words meant, but he was sure they weren't meant to be caring.

Crocodiles don't shed tears!

He became even more nervous, daring not to make the slightest move, and let Yuan Lang tease him.

It's no fun if the trainees don't resist, so Yuan Lang felt it wasn't interesting and could only continue walking to find someone more interesting to come out.

Like Qi Huan yesterday, Yuan Lang also needs to find a chicken to kill as a warning to the other monkeys.

The first row of 15 trainees looked around and found no further problems with the others. Yuan Lang continued walking back from the second row of the group without stopping.

She stopped in front of the third student, reached out and pinched his chubby face, shaking it as she said with a smile, "You're quite heavy too, managing to get such a chubby face. Looks like you need to lose weight more intensely."

The students with chubby cheeks were suffering inside. "I was born with a chubby face," they thought, but they dared not say it out loud.

Seeing that none of the trainees dared to resist, and one of them remained silent and unassuming, Yuan Lang realized that Qi Huan's teaching was effective, so he gave up on finding fault with this part.

Standing in the line, he walked and said, "Special training, today is day 1. Let me explain the rules to you."

Doing things right earns you points; doing things wrong deducts points. Each person starts with 100 points. Once you've lost all your points, you're out of there, back to where you came from.

As Yuan Lang spoke, he walked behind Tuo Yonggang and elbowed him in the back.

Tuo Yonggang was caught off guard and knocked back two steps. He was furious at being hit for no reason, but he forced himself to return to his original position in the queue.

"You talk too much nonsense."

Yuan Lang told him the reason for being attacked only after he finished fighting, meaning that he had seen the chat in the team chat just now, and then loudly said: "Qi Huan".

"arrive!"

"Two points will be deducted from everyone."

"yes!"

Qi Huan opened the folder he carried with him and started marking it with a pen. It would take some time to deduct points from more than 40 people at a time.

But he didn't find it troublesome; he just felt great.

"Others start with 98k, but I start with 98 points. This Yuan Lang is pretty good at this." Jackie Chan chuckled to himself. He wasn't worried at all about being two points behind.

Yuan Lang continued walking slowly along the line, coming from the back of the line to stand behind Jackie Chan.

"We're so close, like old friends, I'm sure you won't say anything, right?"

Jackie Chan knew that Yuan Lang's seemingly concerned question was actually a trap, and with his shrewdness, how could he possibly fall into it?

He immediately stood up and replied in a standard voice, "Report, I also spoke."

"Good, that's an honest child."

Yuan Lang was a little disappointed that he hadn't managed to trick Jackie Chan into falling into his trap. He took a few more steps forward and smiled when he saw Xu Sanduo.

This adorable little baby needs to have some fun.

So he walked over to Xu Sanduo and stopped, saying with particular concern, "Qi Huan, there's no need to deduct from his number; he can't talk."

"The report has been marked."

Qi Huan, in a good mood, had already deducted two points from each of the group.

"Since it's already been deducted, there's nothing we can do about it. Do you have any objections? 42, you can speak up if you have any opinions," Yuan Lang said.

"no problem."

Yuan Lang spoke very softly, and Xu Sanduo replied in a very soft voice as well.

"You can only answer questions with 'yes' or 'no'? Have you forgotten the most basic rules of discipline? Huh??" Qi Huan yelled at Xu Sanduo.

"Yes!" Xu Sanduo's voice was muffled in his throat.

"Are mosquitoes your relatives? Speak louder."

Qi Huan leaned close to Xu Sanduo's ear and roared, making Xu Sanduo's ears go numb. He immediately took a deep breath and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Yes~~"

"Why are you yelling so loudly? Trying to outshout me?"

Qi Huan punched Xu Sanduo in the chest, making him realize what it meant to even breathe wrong.

Qi Huan gave him a stern lecture and left. Yuan Lang looked reluctant to leave, put his arm around Xu Sanduo's shoulder, and said softly and emotionally, "Do you think I'm too fierce? Have I become different?"

Actually, I have my reasons, Sanduo. Please don't think I'm deliberately targeting you. I'm just afraid that a good soldier like you might misunderstand me.

Yuan Lang's acting skills are truly superb; his words and expressions are so genuine and heartfelt.

Xu Sanduo, being so oblivious, couldn't process what was happening and was completely unaware that it was a trap. Seeing Yuan Lang's distressed expression, he said very considerately, "Don't worry, I won't misunderstand you. I know you're a good person."

Upon hearing Xu Sanduo's heartwarming words, Yuan Lang's face immediately broke into a smile.

Seeing Yuan Lang smile, Xu Sanduo also smiled.

What a heartwarming scene!

The next second!

Yuan Lang's expression changed 180 degrees, and he shouted, "Number 42, trying to get close to the instructor in formation, violation, five points deducted!"

"Yes!" Qi Huan replied.

Xu Sanduo's smile vanished instantly, replaced by nine parts grievance and confusion, plus one part anger. For the first time in his life, he experienced the wickedness of human nature.

He really wanted to say, "You were just teasing me, why are you saying I'm trying to get close to the instructor?"

But he didn't dare!

Yuan Lang was in high spirits after finally tricking a fool, and strode back to the front of the line.

He said expressionlessly, "I set the rules here. What I say goes. For the next few months, you are completely under my control. You have no right to ask questions. There are only two words: obey."

After saying that, he winked at Qi Huan.

As expected of his number one underling, Qi Huan understood immediately without him needing to say a word.

He closed the folder and gave the order: "Attention, everyone! Right turn, target: the large playground track to your right front! March!"

"Knock knock knock knock..."

The thick-soled combat boots clattered on the ground as the trainees ran in neat formation straight toward the parade ground.

Wu Zhe, who could definitely be called a chatterbox, could no longer contain his indignation and said under the sound of footsteps, "I understand now. The butcher is a villain, and this guy is an evil person, the most evil person I've ever seen."

"He's a disgusting villain. I'll definitely punch him in the face if I get the chance," Tuo Yonggang said fiercely.

"Stop talking nonsense. I advise you to save your energy. I have a feeling this trip to the track and field won't be fun," Jackie Chan interjected.

"What else can you do on the track besides running? I've run 20 kilometers in one go." Tuo Yonggang isn't afraid at all.

Wu Zhe frowned and didn't continue speaking.

Jackie Chan's premonition was because he had a prophetic ability, not because he was just talking nonsense.

After the team arrived on the track and ran two laps, Yuan Lang, sitting in a Cheetah SUV, drove onto the track and appeared at the very back of the team.

Everyone realized that something was wrong.

"Hurry, hurry, run faster!"

"Keep up with the group; anyone who falls behind will have points deducted."

"You only have 100 points, so I suggest you save them. If you don't want to pack your bags and leave, then work like crazy."

……

Yuan Lang, like a death knell, sat leisurely in the SUV, a cigarette in his right hand and a car microphone in his left, constantly shouting from behind.

They drove the trainees forward like sheep.

The appetizer for the first day of special training has been officially served.

Yuan Lang and Qi Huan sat in the car leisurely. One tank of gas was enough for them to drive for hundreds of kilometers without feeling tired at all.

The trainees ran on the track with their buttocks exposed, and each lap required a great deal of physical exertion.

In particular, the trainees were wearing American desert boots, which meant they were carrying more than two kilograms of weight on their feet, requiring extra effort every time they lifted their feet.

One lap, five laps, ten laps...

Five minutes, half an hour, an hour...

Driven by the car's ramming and pushing, the trainees could only run at their fastest speed, running from darkness to dawn.

When the first hint of dawn appeared in the east, the trainees had already run more than 30 laps.

Moreover, driven by the vehicle, they had no choice but to run at full speed, which required the most physical exertion.

Tuo Yonggang, who was initially arrogant and didn't take things seriously, boasting that he had run 20 kilometers, has begun to struggle under this all-out running.

My breathing rhythm while running was completely out of control, and the muscles in my legs were becoming increasingly stiff and heavy.

There are many more students like this!

In order to avoid losing their precious points, Tuo Yonggang and other trainees who could no longer hold on had no choice but to grit their teeth and persevere, barely managing to fall behind their teammates.

but.

Tuo Yonggang looked up at the massive figure running at the front of the group, who had already run more than ten kilometers at full speed and was still full of energy.

Compared to my current state, I'm exhausted and on the verge of falling behind the group.

He couldn't help but roar to the sky, "Number 44, you fucking animal!"

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(End of this chapter)