In Wolf Fang, I Became the Godfather of Special Forces

The fourth row is on the fourth floor.

It was lunchtime.

Each platoon is lined up in front of the barracks gate, forming a neat formation.

"In a row, 121, 121, 123~4!"

The team leader was a lieutenant.

"1, 2, 3, 4!"

A row of student officers marched in place while shouting slogans.

The rank insignia on their shoulders were not those of military officers.

Instead, it was a cadet rank with a thick bar across.

They cannot be considered officers until they graduate.

They can only be considered military academy cadets.

"At our military academy, although there are non-commissioned officers, they are few in number. Officers still make up the majority."

"Captains are usually platoon leaders, while lieutenants or second lieutenants serve as squad leaders in their respective platoons. They are all fourth-year students, which is considered their probationary period. After four years, they either stay at the academy to continue their duties or go to local military units."

"And our company commander and political instructor are both majors."

Tang Ming nodded.

This is also common in the military.

After the first row finished shouting, the call continued to the second row.

“Second row, listen to the sound from the first row. They sound like they haven’t woken up yet. Come on, let’s give the first row a demonstration.”

The sergeant in the second platoon shouted loudly, "121, 121, 123-4!"

The person in the second row immediately opened their mouth wide and roared loudly.

Everyone's face turned red and their necks bulged.

The sound was even louder than the previous row.

Meanwhile, the other row, not to be outdone, started shouting again.

The two platoons immediately began their duel.

The third and fourth rows are next to each other.

Over here, a contest is also taking place.

"Get off the bus. Let's go eat first. You can join the team now."

Liu Jintao rushed towards Tang Mingdao.

"Yes."

Tang Ming responded and quickly ran towards the fourth row.

At this moment, the people in the three rows were shouting slogans.

Tang Ming, using all his strength and his disguised vocal cords, shouted loudly to the lieutenant leading the team: "Report! Tang Ming, a new recruit of the fourth platoon of the seventh company, reporting for duty!"

The sound instantly shocked everyone in the four rows.

Those standing at the very end even felt a deafening ringing in their ears.

It felt like a giant beast was roaring in his ear.

His voice even completely drowned out the slogans from the third row.

Even those in the first and second rows could hear it very clearly!

The scene fell silent for a moment.

Everyone couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the source of the sound.

Then they saw Tang Ming standing straight and calmly in place.

Looking at his physique, he didn't seem like someone who could shout so loudly.

Even Liu Jintao was startled by his voice.

Is this guy a wild animal?

How could someone shout that loudly!

Are they still human?

Three other platoons shared his view.

Another new person has arrived?

And there's a newcomer with such a loud voice?

The people in the fourth row stared intently at Tang Ming.

The lieutenant in charge of the team paused for a moment, then shouted loudly at the fourth platoon, "What are you all looking at? Who gave you permission to turn around and look? Did you report it?"

"Everyone, get out there and run three kilometers on the main track. If you're not back within twelve minutes, no food! Move out!"

Upon hearing this, the people in the fourth row all looked distressed and turned to run towards the large playground behind them.

They all came from local military units and had a very high level of obedience to orders.

But running three kilometers in twelve minutes is still very strenuous for them.

However, this is relative to local field troops.

If you're a special forces soldier, you can't even call yourself one if you can't run within ten minutes.

"You all go run too!"

The lieutenant of the third platoon glanced at Tang Ming and the lieutenant of the fourth platoon, then turned to the cadets of the third platoon and roared sternly, "An entire platoon of men, and your voice is even lower than that of an individual! It's incredibly embarrassing if word gets out! From now on, don't say you're from my third platoon!"

"Run like the wind! Be back in eleven and a half minutes, or you won't get lunch!"

"Eleven and a half minutes?"

"Are you kidding me?!"

"Isn't this going to kill someone?"

The students in the third row all looked grim and extremely aggrieved.

For experienced students, this is naturally not a problem.

After all, it was an army academy, and the older soldiers were in relatively good physical condition.

With just six months of training, I can achieve a 3-kilometer run in 11 and a half minutes if I grit my teeth.

But now, many of them are new trainees who have only been here for less than two months, and their physical fitness is not very good to begin with.

Running in thirteen minutes is already quite good.

Not to mention eleven and a half minutes.

Isn't this going to kill them?

The squad leaders of the first and second rows also turned to look at the trainees in their respective rows.

When the trainees saw their class monitor looking at them, they all shuddered.

isn't it?

Should we run too?

"What are you all still standing here for? Run! Eleven and a half minutes, start!"

The two officers shouted at the lieutenant and the second lieutenant squad leader.

Oh my god!

This is really going to kill us!

Amidst cries of anguish, the people in the first and second rows turned and ran towards the playground.

Before the three platoons left, they all looked in Tang Ming's direction.

Filled with resentment.

It's all because of this guy that we have to do physical exercise before we can even eat.

I guess I won't have lunch today.

Tang Ming looked aggrieved.

What does this have to do with me?

Why are you all looking at me like that?

Shouldn't soldiers shout slogans louder?

At this moment, Liu Jintao walked over, and the lieutenant in charge saluted him, "Platoon leader."

Liu Jintao nodded. "This is our new recruit. They'll be assigned to your class, number ten."

Each platoon has three squads, and the Seventh Company has a total of thirteen squads.

The first twelve are combat platoons, and the thirteenth platoon is the cooking squad.

"Hello, class monitor! My name is Tang Ming."

Tang Ming immediately saluted the lieutenant.

Although he was also a captain.

But now he's a student.

Here, he was just like any other recruit in the recruit training camp—a new recruit.

Regardless of their rank, the squad leader is your superior.

Moreover, Tang Ming was a captain, and only Li Jintao and the school leaders knew about this.