Soldiers' Assault: Veteran Special Agents and New Recruits

Chapter 355 Disobedience Will Be Punished with a Gun

Chapter 356 Disobedience Will Be Punished with a Gun (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

A total of 137 female soldiers came, but only a dozen or so did not escape.

This result was much better than Jackie Chan had imagined. As expected of the "elites" carefully selected from various military regions, their quality was indeed guaranteed to a certain extent.

"Chu Tou, take some men and organize the ranks. Get them all in order. They're scattered all over the place, like free-range ducks. What kind of order is that?"

"yes!"

Jackie Chan gave the order, and Wu Zhe stood at attention and answered.

"Brothers, let's go, it's our turn to work."

He then called to Cheng Cai, Tuo Yonggang, and the others, deliberately with a stern face, and ran towards the female soldiers, sternly reprimanding them from a distance: "What are you doing? What are you all doing? Do you think you're here for a picnic? Come and assemble right now!"

"What are you crying about? You can't even handle such a small thing? You said you came here to be special forces? Bah, I think you came here specifically to grow melons, the kind of melons that grow vegetables." Tuo Yonggang said sarcastically without giving any mercy.

"Gather, gather, hurry up and gather! Put your backpacks and gear away neatly. Take everything off except your helmet and put it next to your left leg. Take off your outer belt too. Hurry up, don't dawdle."

Cheng Cai herded the female soldiers from the right side like ducks.

Compared to Cheng Cai and his two friends, who were fierce and would immediately scold them upon arrival, Wu Liuyi, Xu Sanduo, and Yang Songlin were much gentler.

Basically, I acted as a guide, showing the female soldiers where to assemble.

The female soldiers were covered in dust and dirt from the explosion. They knew it must have been the instructors' doing. When they saw Wu Zhe and the other instructors approaching, they gritted their teeth and their eyes were practically spitting fire.

However, being new to the place and unfamiliar with the people, he couldn't fully let go of his inhibitions.

In addition, apart from a few skinny individuals, the rest of the instructors were all tall and burly, looking fierce and intimidating, which genuinely frightened the female soldiers.

Therefore, despite being furious inside, no one dared to stand up and resist.

Whether they wanted to or not, they all cooperated and gathered in front of the platform, staring wide-eyed at the world with curiosity.

Especially the man and woman on the platform.

Jackie Chan's monstrous physique makes him the center of attention wherever he goes.

As the only female instructor, Long Xiaoyun made the female soldiers feel like they had found their organization, their only hope, and finally gave them a little peace of mind.

Unfortunately, they trusted the wrong person; Long Xiaoyun would never stand up for them.

"Now we'll start taking attendance. Those whose names are called, please answer."

With the roster in his left hand and a pen in his right, Wu Zhe began calling out the names of the female soldiers.

After Jackie Chan saw the three large trucks behind him, some of the female soldiers came to their senses and began to climb off the trucks, trying to join the ranks of female soldiers.

He immediately said to Long Xiaoyun, "Instructor, notify those female soldiers who were eliminated. Should you go or should I go?"

Of course, I'm suggesting you go. If it were me, they might not be so receptive, and it could leave them with psychological trauma or something. I wouldn't care.

Although Jackie Chan verbally told Long Xiaoyun to choose again, his words implied that he was not giving her the right to choose.

"I'll go!"

Long Xiaoyun really couldn't handle Jackie Chan and was very worried that he would pull some kind of trick again, leaving these eliminated female soldiers with some "unforgettable" memories.

He had no choice but to go on stage himself, going straight to the three trucks after stepping off the platform.

"Medical team, you go over there and check every female soldier. Don't say I'm mistreating them; let them go peacefully if they came in healthy," Jackie Chan ordered.

"yes!"

The three-person medical team, carrying medical kits, quickly ran up.

The dozen or so female soldiers on the bus had already been eliminated, so Jackie Chan lost interest in them and turned his attention to the queue, scrutinizing the female soldiers inside.

I glanced at it briefly.

Apart from the female soldiers we've been paying attention to before, the other female soldiers all look pretty much the same. None of them are particularly overweight, and their figures are all similar under the cover of their loose camouflage uniforms.

Even their overall height is about the same, ranging from 1.6 to 1.7 meters.

The only significant difference is in appearance.

Some of them are very beautiful. Even without makeup, they stand out and are very conspicuous in the queue.

Most of the others are just average; you wouldn't notice them in a crowd.

Jackie Chan doesn't judge beauty or ugliness by any standard, because from a practical combat perspective, both good looks and mediocrity have their own value.

It's not that being pretty means being a mere pretty face, nor is it that being mediocre means being useless.

Jackie Chan only cares about who has the best physical fitness, who has the strongest learning ability, and who can endure the next three months of hell under his watch.

Three minutes passed.

After checking the roster and taking attendance, Wu Zhe turned to Jackie Chan on the stage, saluted, and reported, "Reporting, Captain, the roll call for the Fire Phoenix trainees is complete. There are 118 people present, and 19 have been eliminated."

"disuse?"

The female soldiers were in an uproar!

These female soldiers never imagined that, having just arrived at the special training camp and not even entered their dormitories, some of them would be cruelly eliminated.

Shocked by this sudden news, a sense of fear and unease began to spread.

Seeing Jackie Chan and the others' unique combat uniforms, all of them were officers, including two who looked quite young but already carried the rank of major and wore special forces armbands.

That felt even more wrong!

They realized that the place they had come to was probably very different from what they had imagined.

Jackie Chan responded to the female soldiers' speculations in the most direct way, saying enthusiastically, "Welcome to the vegetable garden, everyone. I am your headmaster and chief instructor, Jackie Chan."

To show my welcome to you, I have prepared a special feast for you.

Some of the female soldiers actually believed it, naively thinking that there was really a big meal to eat, and their faces, which were painted with cat-like patterns, burst with excitement.

But what Jackie Chan said next plunged them into an ice cave.

The excitement on his face froze!

"The appetizers have already been served, but you don't seem to like them very much. That's okay, I have several more dishes, enough for you to eat."

As soon as Jackie Chan said this, all the female soldiers' faces changed instantly, turning into bitter expressions.

Anyone who isn't an idiot with a negative IQ can clearly understand what Jackie Chan means by saying that his so-called "feast" is definitely not good food.

Jackie Chan enjoys seeing female soldiers suffer; the more they suffer, the happier he feels.

He grinned, revealing a set of bright white teeth, and with an arm thicker than the female soldiers' legs, he waved his hand and ordered, "Chutou, take the girls to eat the first main course. They must eat their fill, and no one is allowed to leave the table until they are full."

"Okay, I understand."

Everyone has a devil hidden inside them, and tormenting others always excites them. Wu Zhe has now fully entered the role.

He gave the command crisply and decisively: "Attention! All men, left turn! Forward march!"

The female soldiers had no idea what trick Jackie Chan was playing; they only knew that if the appetizers were this exaggerated, the main courses prepared for them must be even more "unpalatable."

Under the intense pressure of the unknown, the female soldiers felt extremely uneasy.

It's like trying to draw water from fifteen buckets – all mixed up and messy.

The procession was led out of the playground and brought to the back of the command post's row of buildings, where the main meal that Jackie Chan had mentioned appeared before everyone.

It was a large mud pit, over thirty meters long and wide, and about two meters deep, with an overall square shape.

The mud pit was full of soft, sticky mud. You could tell from above that the mud layer was quite thick, conservatively estimated to be at least half a meter deep.

"What are you doing here?"

The female soldiers were led to the edge of the mud pit and stood there, not understanding what it meant to be there.

In their life experiences and military careers, there was no training related to a large mud pit, and their only memory was probably using volcanic mud as a face mask.

Just as the female soldiers were whispering among themselves, guessing what they were here for.

Wu Zhe has already provided the answer!

"Listen up, everyone! Go down into the pit, all of you, into the mud pit!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, get down there."

"What are you dawdling for? Hurry up, or I'll kick you off the building."

……

As Wu Zhe issued the training instructions, Tuo Yonggang, Cheng Cai, and others echoed him, urging him on from the sidelines and boosting the morale of the training session.

"Go into this pit?"

When the female soldiers looked at the filthy mud pit, most of them felt resistant as their first reaction.

Women, you know.

They all love cleanliness.

The mud pit training that Jackie Chan prepared was specifically designed to cater to women's nature.

The goal was to eliminate all of a woman's "nature," to eradicate all her bad habits, and to make female soldiers stop seeing themselves as women.

Once you've practiced to this level, you're basically there.

However, it is impossible to make female soldiers not see themselves as women easily, so taking a bath in the mud pit upon meeting them is only the first move in a series of actions.

There are still various powerful moves waiting for them, to let them experience what it means to wish they were dead.

Although Wu Zhe and Cheng Cai were instructors, their status was different, and they were far less daring than Jackie Chan. They shouted fiercely, but their actions were restrained.

This resulted in them shouting for a long time, but the effect was very poor.

Only a few female soldiers did not hesitate and immediately carried out the order to go down into the mud pit. Without even blinking, they went down from the edge of the pit into the mud pit.

Most of the other female soldiers were hesitant and stood on the shore, refusing to go down.

"Women are just so demanding. It seems that if you don't give them a real treat, they won't know what cruelty or skinning them alive means."

Seeing that the female soldiers were complaining about being dirty and not following orders, Jackie Chan was not angry at all; instead, he laughed excitedly.

It was the smile of a devil, but the female soldiers were completely unaware.

"Iron Hammer, come here."

Jackie Chan waved to the sentry on duty nearby, and the Spade A member, who was on mobile duty, quickly ran over and asked with a grin, "Boss, what's up?"

The atmosphere within the Ace of Spades Commando Team is very harmonious; outside of wartime, the team members treat each other like brothers.

Therefore, even though Jackie Chan is the captain and has earned everyone's respect through his abilities, he is not very rigid in his daily life, and everyone is quite casual with each other.

"Give me your gun, and a magazine too," Jackie Chan said, reaching out his hand.

"Boss, this is live ammunition, not blanks or rubber bullets." Iron Hammer, being an experienced man, instantly guessed what Jackie Chan was going to do with the gun and promptly reminded him.

"What I want is live ammunition!"

Jackie Chan grinned, revealing a set of white teeth that made Iron Hammer's heart tremble.

After silently mourning for the female soldiers, Iron Hammer took down the Type 95 rifle and a magazine, and handed them to Jackie Chan.

"Click~"

Close the safety and cock the gun.

Jackie Chan's movements were incredibly skillful, as if they were ingrained in his muscles.

next second!

"Da da da da..."

Jackie Chan held a gun in one hand, pointed it at the female soldiers, and pulled the trigger without saying a word.

The bullets flew from left to right across the ground, kicking up pebbles and dust in a line, clearly indicating that they were all live bullets.

Even some small pebbles kicked up by the bullets hit the female soldiers' trouser legs.

This shows how close the bullet was!

This was the first time in the female soldiers' lives that bullets were being fired in their direction. They screamed in terror, their faces turning pale instantly.

Driven by their primal instinct to survive, they all rushed headlong into the mud pit in the opposite direction.

No female soldier cared how dirty the mud in the mud pit was; they just wanted to get away from Jackie Chan, this madman.

They all jumped into the mud puddle with a whoosh.

Because they were running so fast, and the female soldiers behind them were pushing and shoving those in front, those in front would fall down and then trip those behind them.

This caused most of the female soldiers to trip and fall face-first into the mud.

When they finally got up, crying and screaming, they were covered in mud from head to toe, their eyes were covered in mud, and their mouths were stuffed with mud.

The foul-smelling mud made the female soldiers gag repeatedly as it entered their mouths.

It really did turn into a feast.

A delicious and sweet mud feast.

After Jackie Chan emptied a whole magazine, all the female soldiers who had been lingering on the shore, unwilling to go down into the mud pit, jumped in without missing a single one.

"As expected of the captain, he's got that wild side."

Tuo Yonggang is a straightforward person, and he immediately gave Jackie Chan a thumbs up.

Everyone else was smiling too!

For these veteran special agents, shooting with live ammunition during training is something they've long been accustomed to, as commonplace as drinking water.

That's how they trained back then, so it's perfectly normal to put it on female soldiers too.

However, none of the female soldiers present, including Long Xiaoyun, had received special forces training or experienced the baptism of bullets.

There is a huge difference in understanding between the two sides.

The female soldiers were terrified when bullets hit their toes, and they cried out in panic.

Long Xiaoyun, who was organizing a talk with the female soldiers who were being eliminated, rushed over when she heard the gunshot. She was also terrified to see Jackie Chan shooting at the female soldiers.

"Live ammunition? Are you crazy? People will die!" Long Xiaoyun angrily accused.

"If you were the one to fire the shot, that would certainly be possible, but since I'm the one firing the shot, and the gun is in my hands, there will absolutely be no problem."

Jackie Chan casually took off the empty magazine and replaced it with a new full magazine while talking.

He then tossed the empty magazine to the guard from a distance.

He held the gun in one hand, resting it on his shoulder, striking a pose as if he hadn't had enough shooting and would fire again if he saw anything that displeased him.

"Captain Cheng, don't be so sure of yourself. Anything can happen. Bullets don't have eyes. I don't want to see any trainees get into accidents during training," Long Xiaoyun said seriously.

"Oh? Is that so?"

Jackie Chan smiled calmly, too lazy to argue, drew his Type 95 military knife from his waist, pointed to the pile of planks 50 meters away and said, "Go, stick the knife into the planks, blade facing me."

"yes!"

Iron Hammer was one of the earliest members of the Old A unit to follow Jackie Chan. Knowing that Jackie Chan was going to perform his special skills, he excitedly took the Type 95 military knife and ran out in a flash.

"This is going to be interesting."

"Bullets split in two, one shot, two holes—that's our captain's signature move."

"I've been training for over a year, and I can only finish within 20 meters. 50 meters? Sigh, I guess it'll never be possible in my lifetime. It's just too difficult."

"Isn't that nonsense? If you can catch up with the boss, then you'll be the captain."

……

Wu Zhe, Tuo Yonggang, Wu Liuyi, and others were all people who loved to join in the fun. Seeing that there was a good show to watch, they even forgot about the female soldiers' training.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, eager to witness this rare and extraordinary performance.

Perhaps it was Jackie Chan and Long Xiaoyun's powerful aura that infected the entire training ground.

Even the female soldiers who had just been driven into the mud pit by gunfire and were so frightened that they had lost their guard couldn't resist their gossipy nature and became curious onlookers.

One by one, they craned their necks and stood on tiptoe to look up, eager to get a taste of this fresh, juicy gossip.

have to say.

This woman has a really strong gossip streak. She was just scared to the point of tears and snot, but now that there's something to watch, she's basically recovered.

Iron Hammer sprinted at top speed, and despite being covered in equipment, he was in position in less than ten seconds.

Having located Jackie Chan and aimed carefully, he inserted his Type 95 military knife into the wooden board, with the blade pointing towards Jackie Chan's location.

He then raised his hand to indicate that it was ready, and quickly turned around and ran back.

(End of this chapter)

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