Chapter 121 The Beginning of the Legend

"Stop talking nonsense, bring out the good stuff if you have any." The squad leader didn't respond. Just kidding, how could he take off the compliment he had put on? This is a good opportunity to cultivate a sense of collective honor, hehehe~

Wen Le Dang was unaware of the squad leader's little tricks, so he took out his treasured possession and waved it in front of him, then introduced: "This pink bottle contains a smile, the white bottle contains itching powder, and the green bottle contains a cry."

The squad leader stared at the medicine bottle Wen Le handed over, not daring to reach out to take it. His face was full of confusion, almost revealing every pore: "What...what is this Smile?" He knew the itching powder; he knew its effect just by the name. But what the hell was Smile, Cry, or something?

Just hearing the name makes you feel like it is something evil.

"Xiao Yi Xiao is a kind of powder that can make people laugh. People can't help laughing after inhaling this powder, but the effect is a bit short, only five minutes." Wen Le showed a hint of regret as he said this. If the effect of the powder could last longer, he would add some more ingredients to make it into anti-wolf dry powder.

Maybe you can even apply for a patent and make a fortune.

Everyone: "..." The drug's effect lasts for five minutes, which is not too short. Who can laugh for five minutes straight without stopping? I'm afraid my intestines will cramp from laughing, right?

"Then let this one cry?" The squad leader didn't dare to reach out and touch it. He even looked at the medicine bottles with awe. He couldn't bear any of them. As expected, you can't offend anyone but the therapist, especially those with many strange ideas. Otherwise, you will be tortured to death.

"I have some more." Wen Le pulled out a bunch of colorful medicine bottles. "I accidentally made these when I was making medicine. I've forgotten what their effects were. Why don't you, squad leader, have the reconnaissance team try them on the enemy? I'll take note."

Squad leader: “…” What should I do if I suddenly feel a little sympathetic to the enemy?

So many prank potions...even if it doesn't cost them their lives, it's enough to make them suffer.

Everyone in the monitoring room was speechless, suddenly feeling like this wasn't a drill but a Halloween prank. The people from the other two schools, in particular, felt incredibly regretful. If they'd known Wen Le was such a powerful weapon, they should have strongly demanded he not be allowed to participate. Now, with this guy around, the capital's martial law was practically unleashed.

With the help of these powders, it is probably useless for those soldiers to hide. They will be exposed sooner or later.

As the saying goes, knowing earlier is priceless, and I truly regret it. It's all because the Imperial Capital Military Control Department kept this "cheating artifact" secret.

However, they did not think about how they looked down on others in the beginning. They thought that Wen Le was just a teenager and no matter how capable he was, he could not do anything big. But reality slapped them in the face.

The legion commander was watching with great interest. Wen Le was giving him more and more surprises, and he really wanted to see what other miracles he could create.

At the base, the squad leader carefully took the medicine bottle from Wen Le, trying not to touch the cap, fearing that some residual powder might bring bad luck. He asked in a trembling voice, "Are there any more?" "Brother, can I call you Brother? Next time, you must take out all of this stuff at once, otherwise his heart will not be able to bear the intermittent use."

"Not at the moment." Wen Le waved his hand. Did he really think he was Doraemon with a pocket that could directly connect to another dimension? It was painful for him to contribute these things. Although they were by-products of the pharmaceutical process, they were not easy to make. The more they used, the less they had.

Of course, Wen Le wasn't so foolish as to take it all out. He still held back some of it, saving the remaining essence for later use. The amount he had taken out was enough; he simply forced those people to show up. The powder was more than enough.

Seeing this, the squad leader knew that nothing would come of it, and he felt relieved for some reason. At the same time, he was glad that Wen Le did not hold a grudge against him for giving him face on the first day of reporting. Otherwise, if all this powder was used on him... it gives him goosebumps just thinking about it.

The squad leader shuddered, shook off the terrible thoughts in his mind, and gave the bottle of medicine to the reconnaissance team who were on duty and asked them to divide it up.

Once the investigation team hides, it will be difficult for others to find them. If you want to distribute the powder to them, students who are also studying investigation have to go find them, otherwise they may not be found until dawn.

This time, each reconnaissance team was accompanied by five combat students, a precautionary measure. If Wen Le's powder took effect and exposed those people, a fight would surely ensue. The reconnaissance team was no match for those people, so having the combatants accompanying them provided some added security.

Even if you can't win, you can still delay time and escape with your men.

Not only that, the rest of the main force would be following behind. This wasn't their home turf after all, so who knew how long they could hide here? If they were found, they'd be wiped out. Rather than waiting to be caught, it was better to attack proactively. Even if they couldn't fight head-on, it would at least make it harder for the enemy to find them.

After all, they are always moving, so it is really difficult to find them.

Meanwhile, Lily and the others were also busy, working together to attack the base's intelligence system, trying to seize control while also being wary of being tracked. It was a very brain-burning task, a competition of hacking skills.

No one dared to disturb them, and they even built a cart out of simple materials for them to sit on and work in peace. The students from the combat department took turns pulling the cart.

Lily and the others were not being pretentious, and asking to take the car was not pretentious either. Now was not the time to be pretentious. You cannot be distracted at the critical moment, otherwise it would be easy for the other party to take advantage of you.

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"Target spotted! There are fifteen of them, one group requesting support!"

"Target spotted! Eighteen of them, Group Two requesting support!"

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"Target spotted! Thirty enemy troops, Group 5 requesting support! No, we're exposed! Help!"

Ben's face changed drastically, and he ordered into the computer: "Retreat quickly! Hey, Group Five, did you hear that? If you did, please answer!"

However, the other party did not answer him at all. The background sound in the team channel was noisy, with footsteps, gunshots and fighting sounds.

Everyone's heart suddenly sank, knowing that their teammate was in great danger.

But we can't just give up like this!

The monitor instructed the other reconnaissance teams that had spotted the enemy to act accordingly: fight if they could, run if they couldn't, and avoid a prolonged fight. He then led the remaining students to rush to Group 5 to rescue them.

The soldiers who were facing the Fifth Reconnaissance Team at this time were also miserable. They originally thought that it was a tender lamb chops delivered to their mouths, but they didn't know that it was a big bone that was difficult to chew. Not only was there very little meat, but it was also very hard to chew. It was extremely difficult to chew it.

I don't know what kind of monsters are in this class. These little brats are not only tough, but also very creative. If they are not paying attention, the other party will throw powder in their face. The effects of these powders are also very strange. They make them cry, laugh, and itch all over their bodies so much that they want to scratch their skin off.

One of them was even sprinkled with a green powder that was so stinky it nearly knocked them over. Two others simply changed color like chameleons, leaving half their faces red and the other half green. It was a very strange sight.

If they hadn't known it was a drill, the two people whose faces had changed would have thought they were in a horror movie. It was so freaking scary!

Because of these changes, their actions were slowed down, giving the student group more time to wait for reinforcements.

As soon as the main force arrived, they rushed forward and beat the other party with punches and kicks, successfully throwing them to the ground. Not to mention that there were only thirty or so people, even if there were another thirty people against more than nine hundred students, they would still be defeated.

After subduing the man, Wen Le skillfully took out a special rope from his backpack and tied the man up like a string of meat dumplings. Then he quickly collected the spoils, even the energy water droplets hidden in the prisoner's underwear pockets were not spared.

Energy Drops are a type of energy drink compressed using a special technique. If you pierce the packaging with a needle and leave it in the air for two seconds, it will dissolve into a liquid drink. They are a must-have military ration, providing a timely energy boost to prevent collapse.

Wen Le's skillful scraping-the-floor-like movements attracted the attention of the students around him, and they all thought in unison: I didn't expect you to be such a therapist!

What happened to the saying that therapists are all solitary and proud? What's with this banditry?

Sure enough, my classmates are weird.

Wen Le was so busy with his own business that he didn't even bother to think about whether his classmates were frightened. He even said to the stunned logistics team, "What are you standing there for? Come and get your stuff!" Don't you know how to clean up a battlefield? How did they learn that in class? Shouldn't this be the logistics team's specialty?

"Oh, here they come!" The students from the logistics team were stunned for a moment, then quickly ran over to help.

In the monitoring room.

Everyone: “…”

Qian Mingyu looked very pleased. It was really worthwhile to teach these kids. They made him proud. They even knew how to clean up the battlefield and collect usable resources. Very good. He would praise them when he got back.

To be honest, he really despises those prodigals who only know how to fight and never steal things from their homes. Don't they know that all those resources have to be bought with money? It's true that you don't know the cost of firewood and rice until you manage the household!

The regiment commander couldn't help but stroke his chin, thinking: This kid is really becoming more and more like my taste. It's a pity that I can't lure him into my regiment, otherwise I would definitely focus on training him. After all, he is still a child and too inexperienced. Supplies are not just weapons and food, but also clothes and shoes that should be stripped from the enemy. These things may be useful at any time in a real battle.

The legion commander told Qian Mingyu his thoughts. Qian Mingyu thought for a while and nodded: "You are right. These combat uniforms are also good things and must not be wasted. I must teach them when I return."

It was also because of this exercise that Wen Le and his group of students were later resentfully called "stripping maniacs" by the enemy, because if they encountered them on the battlefield, they would be stripped down to their underwear.

I don't know if they should be thankful that the other party still has a little bit of bottom line, at least leaving them a fig leaf. Otherwise, they will fight to the death with the other party just for the last bit of dignity.