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

"Hey Chovy, you guys better have your guns ready!"

"Look at your arms flapping around like that! Don't fan yourselves and catch a cold!"

"A bunch of noobs! If anyone's arm shakes again, you all need to do more training!"

Chen Nian was holding a large megaphone and shouting loudly.

"Who messed with Old Devil Chen again? He's only in his twenties, and he's already showing signs of menopause!"

"Who knows? Probably got dumped like that!"

"Ah! That old devil Chen actually has a girlfriend?"

"..."

The new recruits gritted their teeth, holding their guns with their eyes fixed on the three red bricks hanging below the muzzles, while finding amusement in their hardship by chirping old crickets.

"Your Instructor Chen is very happy today, so I've made a decision!"

"This is a reward for you!"

"What will the reward be?"

"As far as I know, every one of you fantasized before enlisting that if you ever got your hands on a real gun, you'd have a blast!"

"Today's target practice only gave each person five bullets. Wasn't that enough?"

"Therefore, I've decided to reward you all with another target practice session tomorrow!"

"what!"

"Old Devil Chen!"

Just as Chen Nian was enjoying "torturing" the new recruits, Lu Yao ran over quickly.

"Instructor Chen, the company commander and political instructor want you to go there right away!"

Seeing Lu Yao's tense expression, Chen Nian subconsciously frowned slightly:

"What happened?"

Lu Yao was panting heavily:

"The company commander didn't say, but it's urgent!"

"Okay, I'll be right there!"

...

"Old Zhang, Old Ge, what's wrong?"

Chen Nian didn't knock, but pushed the door open and entered.

"We've received word that a high-ranking leader is coming to inspect the new recruits' training and see their morale!"

Old Zhang and Old Ge looked somewhat serious.

"That's all?"

"Just because of this, you issued twelve imperial edicts, recalling me from the front lines of training?"

Chen Nian has never been a fan of this kind of thing. It's often just formalism and doesn't help new recruits at all; in fact, it can delay the training progress!

Moreover, if a leader comes to inspect, it will definitely delay the current training so that we can focus on projects that will please the leader.

Therefore, Chen Nian used "twelve gold tablets" to describe it, just to disgust Lao Zhang and Lao Ge.

Sure enough, both of them showed expressions of disgust upon hearing this.

"Come on, you want to compare yourself to Yue Fei? Even if you do, you can't embarrass us by saying we're Qin Hui!"

Chen Nian sat casually on the sofa, not minding at all, and picked up Lao Ge's teacup and drank it all in one gulp.

"Not enough? Make some baking soda water for the office later, chilled! I like to drink that sometimes!"

Setting down his teacup, Chen Nian looked at the two of them:

"So what are your thoughts?"

Old Zhang and Old Ge exchanged a glance:

"We haven't made up our minds yet, that's why we came to ask you."

Chen Nian instantly understood what the two meant, and gave them a disdainful look:

"Don't give me that nonsense. You're still undecided? You can fool that idiot Xie Fei with that kind of talk, but how dare you try to pull this on me?"

"Isn't it just a way to cooperate with the inspection and put on some impressive projects? But they're afraid I won't agree, so they're trying to persuade me!"

"Isn't that right!"

Old Zhang and Old Ge exchanged another glance, both seeing embarrassment in each other's eyes.

"Hehe, so what do you mean?"

Old Zhang was thick-skinned and ruthless, a master of Machiavellian tactics; his embarrassment vanished in less than a second.

"It doesn't matter to me, I'm fine with anything. I'm leaving in three months anyway, so what does it matter to me how well I train or what the competition results are!"

"You two are the company's commanding officer and political instructor, respectively. Just discuss it and you'll understand!"

Chen Nian said this with anger. The two highest leaders of the company had no backbone at all. They changed the training plan at will just because of some stupid inspection. Isn't that ridiculous?

Upon hearing Chen Nian's words, Zhang Zheng knew Chen Nian's attitude.

"Hey, we're discussing this with you!"

"If you don't think it's feasible, then we'll just proceed with the training plan!"

Chen Nian rolled his eyes, curled his lip, and spoke with utter disdain:

"Old Zhang, Old Ge, I'm not trying to be mean, but you two, the two highest-ranking leaders in the company, have absolutely no backbone!"

"If a real war breaks out in the future, will you be able to arbitrarily change battle plans and treat military law like a joke whenever leaders come to inspect the front lines?"

Old Ge clasped his hands together and nodded repeatedly to Chen Nian:

"Stop yelling! Stop yelling!"

"No wonder none of your squad leaders, except for Wang Shifeng, are any good to you. It turns out the problem lies with the two of you!"

Chen Nian didn't give the two any face; Kuku just kept cursing.

"Alright, that's enough. I just said a few things that made me different from you, why are you still going on!"

"Go, go back to your post!"

Zhang Zheng stayed in Bengbu, but Chen Nian chased him away.

"Chen Nian is right. The recruit skills competition is the key; we can't put the cart before the horse!"

...

The following afternoon, two off-road vehicles parked directly in front of the recruits' camp.

"Password!"

"The Long River!"

"Respond to the order!"

"Sunset!"

After exchanging the secret signals, the sentries were clearly pre-arranged:

"Sir, we need to see your identification!"

"we are..."

"Sir, your identification!"

"Show him!"

"We need to see the identification of everyone else as well!"

"Why are you so stubborn, soldier?"

"Sir, your identification!"

"This is the sentry's duty. Why are you making things difficult for him? Get everyone out of the car and show their identification!"

A man with the rank of senior colonel, who looked to be in his fifties, sternly rebuked him.

at the same time.

"They're already at the door, should we go greet them?"

"Dude, did they call you? Why are you answering? Can't you use your brain for once?"

"Get to the training field right now!"

Chen Nian held the walkie-talkie, looking impatient.

These two aren't usually like this. Why do they all seem to lose their minds when a leader comes along?

With a mutter, Chen Nian put down the walkie-talkie and raised the megaphone in his hand:

"Speed ​​up, everyone!"

"You've been training for so long, and you're still running a terrible 5km!"

"I could catch two turtles and put them on the track, and they'd still be faster than you!"

"What? You're eating the food bought with taxpayers' money, and you're just supposed to crawl around here like this?!"

"Speed ​​up, everyone!"

On the training ground.

"I'm speechless. What is that old devil Chen up to now?"

"Who knows, maybe Uncle is here!"

"Alright, stop talking. Just arguing with you is giving me a headache!"

"..."

Zhang Zheng and Lao Ge, who had just run to the training field, received a phone call, sighed, and headed back to the office building.

"Don't sit down, do some stretching exercises!"

Despite his scolding, Chen Nian had personally trained almost every one of these new recruits, so he was still very afraid of them getting hurt.

"How many runs did you do today?"

Chen Nian stood next to Wang Shifeng and handed him a bottle of water.

"Not bad, eighteen..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Shifeng's eyes widened and he stared intently at the entrance to the training ground.

"What are you looking at? Never seen a colonel's rank before!"

Chen Nian glanced at it and assumed that Wang Shifeng was "paying homage" to the senior colonel.

Wang Shifeng didn't speak, his eyes still fixed on that direction, and Chen Nian also noticed something was wrong.

Wang Shifeng wasn't the kind of sycophant who would fawn over the powerful. He looked in the direction Wang Shifeng was looking and found that nothing seemed different.

"What the hell are you looking at?!"

"It's him, that pushover!"

"He's here!"