Soldiers' Assault: Veteran Special Agents and New Recruits

Chapter 117 The Smiling Tiger is About to Unleash His Ultimate Move

Appetizers are not the main course.

The main purpose is to try something new and whet the appetite, not to fill one's stomach in one go.

Yuan Lang was personally involved in the creation of Team A, and he had accumulated considerable experience in training the first batch of members of Team A.

He knew very well that if he went all out from the start, he could easily ruin the person.

It fails to achieve its intended purpose.

It's only interesting to torture someone slowly, like boiling a frog in lukewarm water.

Therefore, although the first morning run of the special training was very intense, with the trainees running 20 kilometers in one go, the difficulty was not increased further.

Most of the trainees, except for Jackie Chan, were exhausted and worked like dogs.

Yuan Lang finally stopped torturing him.

Qi Huan led the team to the sidelines to assemble, and during this rest and relaxation time, Qi Huan announced the upcoming training plan to the trainees.

"I know what you're all thinking, but you still have to remember what I'm saying."

Starting today, before breakfast, lunch, and dinner, do a 10km cross-country run once each. In the morning and evening, do 100 repetitions each of basic skills exercises: push-ups, pull-ups, sit-ups, and wall squats. Also, do a 400m obstacle course and a free solo climb once each.

Requirement 1: All items must be carried with a load, and the load must not be less than 25 kilograms.

Requirement 2: All items must be completed before mealtime. Those who fail to complete them will have points deducted and will be subject to very severe penalties.

Did you all hear me clearly?

The projects Qi Huan mentioned weren't difficult, but having to complete them every day, especially in the limited time before meals outside of regular class time, made it somewhat challenging.

Simple things become difficult once the quantity changes, resulting in a quantitative change.

Not to mention that, on top of the already difficult level, all projects also require carrying 50 kilograms of weight, which further increases the difficulty.

It went from Hard difficulty to Hell difficulty.

After hearing about the physical training plan, the trainees were all apprehensive. The thought of carrying 50 pounds for physical training made them even more distressed.

Only Jackie Chan remained calm and composed, even suggesting that a little more could be added.

For him, carrying 50 pounds of weight was a challenge.

It's so light!

If he hadn't wanted to avoid incurring public outrage, Jackie Chan would definitely have written a report saying, "50 pounds is hardly considered a load; increase it to 100 pounds."

Only Jackie Chan dares to make such a bold statement; his superhuman physique is his strongest source of confidence.

The other trainees had never seen such training before and suspected that it was not training but premeditated murder, so no one answered Qi Huan's question.

Qi Huan was extremely dissatisfied with this result, and roared with wide eyes, "I must answer what I say!"

"Understood!" the students replied.

The words spoken against one's true feelings sounded utterly lifeless.

Qi Huan tilted his ear with displeasure and said coldly to the trainees, "Haven't you run enough? Your voices are so soft, speak louder."

"I understand!"

The trainees, who had already vomited from running so early in the morning, were afraid of being dragged back onto the track by this butcher, so they could only shout at the top of their lungs.

Yuan Lang walked to the front of the group with his hands behind his back and said sarcastically, "It's just a 20-kilometer run, right? Look at you all, all of you looking like pumpkins. You have the nerve to call yourselves elites? I'm ashamed for you."

Look at you all now, are you really that tired? You can't even do a proper stance anymore? One point deducted from the group.

If you continue like this, you won't last two weeks before you're all fired. Team A doesn't welcome trash like you.

Done.

Yuan Lang turned and left.

They left behind a group of students who had been publicly mocked and belittled, their eyes filled with rage.

There's no need to say more about this scene.

Yuan Lang has aroused public outrage. All the trainees except Jackie Chan firmly believe that an officer like Yuan Lang, who acts recklessly and haphazardly, is not qualified to lead troops.

Let alone leading a high-level special training team like theirs, even leading a basic company would be a challenge.

But here.

The trainees, however, had no choice.

Just as Yuan Lang himself said, he has absolute authority and absolute control here, and can forcibly control everyone.

The trainees were at a loss; they couldn't even complain to their superiors.

Because all communication equipment was confiscated.

Unless they leave the special training team, they cannot obtain communication tools outside to report and complain to their superiors about Yuan Lang's various misdeeds during the special training.

But the special training has only just begun, and the evidence we have is very limited. Complaining and withdrawing from the case will most likely be useless and won't change anything.

On the contrary, it would be too shameful for him to return to his old unit in such a disgraceful manner.

So everyone just has to put up with it!

If you can still bear it to the limit, then try to grit your teeth and persevere, one day at a time, until you really can't take it anymore.

Qi Huan announced a large amount of training, but it was only far beyond the regular training.

It pales in comparison to the "Hell Week," a must-have for special forces training in later generations, which makes trainees feel like they're living a life worse than death, and never want to go a second time.

As for the even more terrifying Demon Hell Moon, it is worlds apart.

Therefore, under the training plan announced by Qi Huan, the trainees officially began their daily special training and started their journey as veterans.

feeling bad.

But it wouldn't lead to a physical breakdown.

Even though he was exhausted after training every day, all he wanted to do was lie down somewhere and curse Qi Huan and Yuan Lang a thousand times in his heart.

But since everyone had just arrived, their bodies were still able to handle it, and the difficulty was still within their physical limits.

No one was eliminated, and no one voluntarily withdrew.

In the blink of an eye.

A week of training has ended.

The trainees, who had been tormented for six days, were excited about the weekend ahead and the opportunity to rest and recover their exhausted bodies.

After showering, I returned to the dormitory early, waiting for the butcher to blow the lights-out signal.

The same applies to Jackie Chan's dormitory.

During the first six days of training, Qi Huan would blow an emergency assembly call every night before going to sleep, trying every possible way to torment the trainees.

The assembly time is only one minute; exceeding this time will result in severe punishment.

Everyone's been tricked so many times they're terrified!

The four people in Jackie Chan's dormitory were all fully prepared and dared not lie in bed. They were all holding their training uniforms and ready to go at any time.

Tuo Yonggang's choice to sleep on the top bunk was even more ingenious.

He sat in a chair, his training pants only half-on. As soon as he heard the emergency assembly call, he could pull up his pants and run, which would make him at least 10 seconds faster.

Wearing clothes in advance to avoid emergency mobilization is a common "trick" in the military.

Perhaps because tomorrow is Sunday, Qi Huan, the butcher, finally did a good deed and didn't hold another tense emergency assembly.

Instead, he shouted in the hallway on time, "Turn off the lights, don't make me say it a second time."

Upon hearing the lights-out signal, Xu Sanduo quickly ran to turn off the lights.

Xu Sanduo was the least senior in the entire dormitory, and he took care of all sorts of trivial matters.

After spending six days together, in order to make things a little more comfortable under the butcher's control, everyone had figured out some of Qi Huan's habitual patterns.

One of the rules is that once the lights are out, there will be no more emergency assemblies.

Upon hearing the lights-out signal, Jackie Chan, Tuo Yonggang, and Wu Zhe all felt reassured and began to undress, lying down on the bed to enjoy the most comfortable moment of the day.

"Hey, 42, 44, you two are off tomorrow, what are you planning to do?" Wu Zhe, the chatterbox, asked.

He'll chat for a bit whenever he has free time.

"Go to sleep, what else can we do? We can't leave this place, so we might as well hurry up and make the most of this time. Who knows what new tricks Smiling Tiger will pull next week?"

Jackie Chan gave Yuan Lang the nickname "Smiling Tiger," which has now been recognized by all the trainees.

"I'm going for a run tomorrow!"

Xu Sanduo said in a simple and honest way.

You know what?

Despite his small stature and thin build, Xu Sanduo's resilience is truly astounding.

It feels like I'm a chosen one with cheat codes; no matter how much I train, I never get injured.

Even if you're exhausted, a short rest will make you energetic again.

That's ridiculously outrageous!

After six days of intensive training, everyone is exhausted and feels like their bones are about to break. All they want to do is find a way to rest and replenish their energy.

Xu Sanduo didn't feel tired at all, and even thought about going for a run tomorrow, the weekend.

This is absolutely outrageous.

"Still running?"

Tuo Yonggang said in shock, "Are all of you sergeants made of iron? Let's not even talk about 44, he's not a person, he's a monster."

42, don't you know what it means to be tired? You're always so energetic, like you have inexhaustible energy.

And then there are 41 and 43 from the next dorm. Those two guys are like reckless lunatics, always pushing themselves to the limit. Aren't they afraid of suddenly dying on the training field?

Tuo Yonggang was genuinely shocked, shocked by Jackie Chan and his fellow officers.

In the past six days of training, the four sergeants led by Jackie Chan have indeed been the most formidable, always leading the way in every training session.

Without exception, the other 40 officer cadets could only follow behind and inhale the exhaust fumes.

"I heard you all come from the same regiment. I'm curious what kind of unit your regiment is? Could it be some kind of secret human modification base?"

Wu Zhe always uses sophisticated words when he jokes, which is quite in line with his status as a top student.

"If it can really be reformed, I will definitely go there, and then come back with the butcher in my left hand and the smiling tiger in my right, and I will beat him with both hands, bang bang bang."

Tuo Yonggang was so immersed in the role that he punched the air on the bed, making the metal frame bed clang loudly.

"27, if I remember correctly, since you came to the training team, you've beaten Butcher no less than 20 times and Smiling Tiger no less than 10 times. Are you a Void faction member? You're always laning against Void."

"Ha ha."

Jackie Chan's apt and witty remarks made everyone laugh.

"I've already made up my mind for tomorrow, so nobody's going to wake me up. I'm going to sleep like there's no tomorrow."

As Wu Zhe spoke, he reached under the covers, took out several packets of biscuits, and placed them under his pillow. He then rested his head on the pillow and said happily, "I've put all the food under my pillow. Tomorrow I won't get out of bed to eat. I won't even open my eyes. I'll eat my fill with my eyes closed and then go back to sleep."

Wu Zhe was truly exhausted these past few days. Every muscle in his body ached, making him want to sleep and not do anything else.

When Tuo Yonggang saw Wu Zhe take out so many biscuits, his eyes lit up.

"Hey Major, could you show some respect for our army's spirit of sharing weal and woe and give me a bag of your delicious biscuits?"

"You wish!"

Wu Zhe clutched the pillow tightly with both hands, as if afraid someone would snatch it away, and said pitifully, "My heart rate is 180 when I buy a few packs of cookies, is that easy for me, a major?"

Let's not talk about it anymore. Keep a calm mind! Keep a calm mind!

After saying that, Wu Zhe waved his hand, turned around, and began to prepare for sleep.

"Fine, if you won't give it to me, I'll just starve to death tonight. I won't have to get up tomorrow, and I won't have to suffer anymore. The sooner I die, the sooner I'll be free."

Tuo Yonggang was quite clever; he retreated in order to advance, and put on a pitiful act.

"Virtue!"

Wu Zhe couldn't stand this, so he grabbed a bag of biscuits and threw it at Tuo Yonggang, saying, "Do you think I don't know what you're up to? You'll eat yourself to death."

Then he took out two more packets of biscuits and tossed one to Jackie Chan and the other to Xu Sanduo.

"Hehe, 39, you're a good person."

Tuo Yonggang was delighted that his plan had succeeded, and he quickly unpacked the package and started tearing it open.

"39, I appreciate your kindness. When I sneak out and buy a big pig's trotter and a chicken leg, I'll return the favor to you with one of each," Jackie Chan said with a smile.

"39, I'll give you the money tomorrow." Xu Sanduo's words were the most honest.

Upon hearing three different expressions of gratitude, Wu Zhe immediately responded with three different responses: "27, get lost; 44, this deal is worth it; 42, I really want to kick your ass."

"39, the biscuits you gave me are really delicious. They saved my life when I was about to starve to death. If I weren't wearing the Emperor's New Clothes, I would definitely come down and kowtow to you for one," Tuo Yonggang continued to joke.

"Keep getting lost." Wu Zhe didn't even bother to turn around.

"If you sleep with your big butt exposed, you'll be in big trouble if they blow an emergency call button. You might lose all your balls," Jackie Chan joked.

"Tomorrow is Sunday, no way! I need to relax properly tonight."

Tuo Yonggang didn't believe they would make an emergency assembly call. After wolfing down the biscuits, he gulped down a few mouthfuls of water, and went to sleep contentedly.

"Gangzi is good at everything, except he's stubborn. If an atomic bomb hits him head-on, his body will turn to ash, but his mouth will still be there."

Jackie Chan chuckled to himself and casually placed the training uniform in the most convenient spot.

Tuo Yonggang didn't believe it.

Jackie Chan believed it wholeheartedly.

Based on Jackie Chan's personal coaching experience, the best time to perform pranks is often when the students are most relaxed, and the pranks will be very effective.

Jackie Chan has every reason to believe that there will not only be an emergency assembly tonight, but an enhanced version.

The smiling tiger is about to unleash a powerful attack!

(End of this chapter)