Father, you've been drafted four times already, please spare us!

"good!"

"Reason cannot be clarified without debate, and one cannot be convinced without a contest of strength!"

"Since some people are not satisfied, let's have a competition!"

Chen Nian looked at Zhang Zheng, who had been waiting for him, and cursed inwardly again:

"He's a military officer after all. What kind of nonsense is this 'I'm not convinced by martial prowess'? Where did you come up with that made-up phrase?!"

"A competition? You old bastard, you've been waiting for this for a while!"

The meeting had clearly reached a dead end.

Or rather, the meeting had progressed to this point entirely in line with Zhang Zheng's control over the meeting.

"I refuse to accept this!"

"I disagree!"

"Why should a greenhorn like me teach me how to lead troops?!"

"Yeah, let's give it a shot. If you can beat me to a pulp, I'll be impressed!"

Chen Nian smiled as he looked at the excited "squad leaders" and "platoon leaders".

He turned to look at Zhang Zheng, his eyes filled with a meaningful look.

Zhang Zheng remained calm and composed, but he didn't dare to look at Chen Nian even once:

"Ahem, since everyone's unconvinced, let's have a competition!"

"In order to start training as soon as possible and not delay the grand competition, there's no time like the present. Now, all those who disagree, assemble at the training ground!"

...

Inside the training field.

"Hehe, we'll do exactly what you're best at!"

"I'm not picky, but I have only one principle: I want to win you over completely in your area of ​​expertise!"

"To be honest, you bunch of rotten garlic, haha, I don't know where you got the courage to bare your teeth at me. I'll break all your teeth in a minute!"

Chen Nian abandoned his usual low-key and reserved style. When he arrived at the training ground, he seemed like a completely different person, becoming incredibly arrogant.

After saying that, Chen Nian smiled at Zhang Zheng:

"Is this the effect you wanted? If not, can I add a few more lines?"

Zhang Zheng felt a little guilty watching the squad leaders and platoon leaders rubbing their hands together, eager to get started.

"Heh, alright, alright, I'm afraid they'll come up here and tear you to pieces!"

Chen smiled disdainfully:

"Even if they all came at me together, they wouldn't be enough!"

The two men didn't hide anything during their conversation, and the squad leader and platoon leader below heard everything clearly.

"Chen Nian, stop showing off! I hate pretentious peddlers the most. If you're really capable, let's see what you can do!"

Chen Nian looked at that person:

"Hehe, judging by the rank insignia on your shoulder, you must be a platoon leader!"

What are you good at?

The platoon leader scoffed:

"I heard about the 400-meter obstacle course. You're going to give Xie Fei a good kicking fit, right? Let's give it a try!"

Chen Nian didn't even think about it:

"Sure!"

"Let me make this clear first: to speed things up, I don't have that much time to mess around with you guys. For each project, you need to send your strongest person. Don't let just any Tom, Dick, or Harry try to compete with me. Do you think I'm that free?"

"Hold!"

"This kid's too arrogant, Lao Bai, let's take him down!"

"Let him poop and eat it himself!"

Chen Nian glanced at the platoon leader:

"His surname is Bai!"

"Sure, let's do it!"

A dozen or so people crowded together and came to the 400-meter obstacle course.

"You're a new recruit, I'll let you go first!"

Platoon Leader Bai put on a very high-handed air.

Chen Nian didn't hold back either:

"Okay, I'll run a bit first, and then you can just watch my time and try to catch up!"

"Old Ge, time it right, this will be the company's record from now on!"

Old Ge, his face dark, spat and cursed, "This kid's too pretentious, I want to punch him!"

Despite cursing, Lao Ge still deftly pulled out the timer.

"preparation!"

"Walk!"

When the sound arrives, people move.

Crossing the stakes, like a swimming dragon.

Deer leaping over trenches.

Low wall, Pegasus.

High springboard diving platform, Teng Hu.

A single-plank bridge, a dragonfly skimming the water.

High walls, rising dragons.

Ground stakes network, serpentine.

Turn back.

"One minute and 25 seconds!"

Chen Nian, slightly out of breath, heard Lao Ge announce the time and then, with great arrogance, blurted out:

"good!"

"By the way, Platoon Leader Bai, just follow this schedule, take your time chasing them!"

Platoon Leader Bai's face turned ashen. He listened to Old Ge's time announcement, his lips trembling. Without saying a word, he turned and left.

"Old Bai, where are you going? You haven't run away yet!"

"Screw you!"

Old Bai left, as if he had made up his mind, without looking back.

"Who's going to do the 5km run!"

Having learned from Lao Bai's experience, these squad leaders and platoon leaders realized that Chen Nian's strength was not just talk.

They all cowered and shrank back, no one daring to provoke them anymore.

"No, they all kept complaining and saying they weren't satisfied, but when it came down to it, even though the other person agreed to a match, they all got too scared to go for it?"

"Do you even look like soldiers? Are you even men?"

"Get out of here! Get out of here, all of you! I can't afford to lose face like this!"

When Zhang Zheng saw that no one dared to approach him, his face darkened.

"Old Zhang, your soldiers are just so-so!"

"I've been yelling like that, and they still don't dare move. Are you feeding sheep?"

Chen Nian is here today to establish his authority. If he doesn't crush them in every subject, these soldiers might cause trouble in the future.

"Damn, I'll do it!"

Cheng Guohu, the squad leader of the second row, third squad, stepped forward.

He is the one Zhang Zheng mentioned who can run 5 kilometers in under 17 minutes. Although it was 17 minutes and 50 seconds, it was still under 17 minutes.

"Hehe, okay, I'll go first. I'll give you a result, and you can catch up slowly!"

Chen Nian's expression was disdainful, deliberately provoking Cheng Guohu.

"Old Ge!"

"They're timing it perfectly!"

The two have already developed a tacit understanding.

"preparation!"

"Walk!"

Without the sandbags, and after half a month of recovery training, Chen Nian felt that his strength had recovered by at least 3% compared to when he first arrived.

From the very beginning, Chen Nian never slowed down his pace.

"Damn, if he runs like that, what will he do for the next two kilometers?"

"No, is he showing off?"

"..."

"No, we've covered three kilometers already, and his speed hasn't slowed down!"

"Holy crap, he actually sped up!"

"A last gasp before death?"

"No, this... Lao Cheng, how are you going to chase after this thing?"

"Seventeen points 14!"

Looking at the numbers on the timer, Lao Ge fell silent.

"This kid is a monster. Even Old Lu's special forces wouldn't have achieved this result, right?"

Zhang Zheng gestured with his lips and commented somewhat haltingly.

Old Ge shook his head:

"We don't know; their actual results have never been disclosed!"

"But as things stand, this is definitely not the limit for aged cinnamon!"

Zhang Zheng sighed:

"He's improved so much since the first test, which shows his abilities are still recovering!"

"He's already at 17 minutes and 14 seconds, and he's still recovering! I can't even imagine how amazing his peak performance would be!"

Chen Nian was breathing heavily through his mouth and nose, but he spoke very steadily.

"Squad Leader Cheng, you should run!"

"The other class leaders and I will proceed to the next item!"

Cheng Guohu's face was stiff. He gritted his teeth and began to stretch his muscles.

"Class monitors, who else would like to try any other projects?"

"I, Chen Nian, will accompany you throughout!"

Zhang Zheng walked up slowly:

"Chen Nian, take a rest and recover your strength!"

Chen Nian waved his hand and grinned:

"Heh, dealing with them doesn't even require a break!"

"I!"

Zhang Zheng's face, which had just been concerned, instantly turned dark purple.

"Chen Nian, your mouth is more ruthless than a controlled knife!"

Then, Zhang Zheng turned to look at the squad leaders and platoon leaders:

"He doesn't need to rest, so don't be polite with him!"

"Who wants to try this? Strike while the iron is hot!"