Lei Kuan lowered his voice even further: "Secondly, his training principle is only one: either get stronger or get out. Under his command, let me put it this way, the number of soldiers who have been trained to the point of broken bones and kicked out by him personally is more than the entire number of your Third Battalion combined."
Lei Kuan's gaze swept over the crowd: "So, I advise you all to keep your tails between your legs. In front of this new instructor, your so-called victories are no different from children playing house. You'd better watch yourselves!"
After saying that, he suddenly waved his hand and shouted, "Dismissed!"
The group dispersed, but no one moved, still immersed in the immense impact of what had just been said.
"My goodness... who is this new instructor? He sounds even scarier than the King of Hell!" Zhuo Yue, looking pale, approached Jiang Yan.
Xu Gaogui pushed up his glasses, his face also turning a little pale: "Defeating twelve mercenaries with bare hands... this goes beyond the scope of conventional military skills. This person's fighting skills have probably reached a level that we cannot even imagine."
Jiang Yan didn't speak, but just looked at his fist. There was no fear in his eyes, but instead a strong fighting spirit burned within him. He longed to fight a true strongman.
After a brief moment of shock, overwhelming joy once again engulfed everything.
Meanwhile, after a brief moment of shock, the soldiers of Battalion Three were overwhelmed with joy once again.
Throughout the morning, the base presented a stark contrast between hot and cold weather.
On the Third Battalion's side, everyone was beaming with joy, walking with a spring in their step. They rushed into the former Second Battalion's armory, touching the brand-new and sophisticated equipment, their mouths practically watering.
"My God! Look at this Type 56 semi-automatic rifle! You can see your reflection in the barrel! It's so much better than those firewood sticks we were issued before!" A soldier hugged the rifle like it was his wife, unable to put it down.
"And this! It's a grenade launcher! Wow, this thing is ours now! Let's see who dares to challenge us now!" Gao Kai shouldered a grenade launcher, his face flushed with excitement.
Meanwhile, a few dozen meters away, the soldiers of the former No. 2 Battalion, like a group of defeated roosters, silently packed their bags under the supervision of their instructors and boarded the military truck marked "Repatriation".
They dared not look at the excited faces of those in Battalion No. 3; every smiling face was like a resounding slap, burning their faces.
Yuan Bao looked ashen-faced and was helped into the car. He glanced back at the base where he had once been so full of vigor, his eyes filled with endless regret and confusion.
This victory is so inspiring!
The debriefing and discussion of this exercise has become the most popular topic of conversation among the soldiers of Battalion No. 3 during their leisure time.
"If you ask me, Teacher Su deserves the greatest credit for this victory! That decapitation operation was simply a stroke of genius!"
"Absolutely! And that ventriloquism, imitating the sound of a 'monkey,' completely fooled that idiot Yuan Bao! It was amazing! I still laugh when I think about it!"
"You've all forgotten the most crucial point! Three hundred meters away, in the pitch black night, two shots took down two snipers! That marksmanship, I'm impressed! A marksman god! The absolute marksman god of our Third Battalion!"
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Lunchtime, in the cafeteria.
Today's meal was unprecedentedly lavish, with plenty of white steamed buns and a large pot of oily potato stew with meat.
The soldiers of Battalion No. 3 wolfed down their food, and their loud voices and laughter echoed throughout the mess hall.
Su An, Wang Xiaoya, and Chen Xiaocao had just found a place to sit down when Gao Kai, carrying a tray, squeezed in like a wall and plopped down next to Su An.
In an instant, this table became the focus of the entire cafeteria.
With his mouth full of steamed buns, Gao Kai mumbled, "Teacher Su, I heard them all praising your marksmanship and tactics. They're just ignorant! If you ask me, your best skill is modifying firearms! Once we're settled, could you teach me? I'll be your assistant!"
He now completely reveres Su An, and the way he calls her "Teacher Su" is not only willing but also carries a hint of pride.
Before Su An could speak, a male voice as rough as a gong or drum interrupted from the next table.
"Old Gao, there's a limit to bragging, isn't there? You're a guns whiz from the police force, calling some young girl 'teacher'—aren't you ashamed?"
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