Chapter 327 Three Big Buckets of Swill to Serve Qin Ye slowly stood up, his posture still composed. He reached out and expressionlessly patted non-existent dust off his sleeves.
Zhang Kui, who was at his feet, was slumped on the ground like a lump of mud, coughing violently and desperately while gasping for the hard-won air. Tears and snot streamed down his face, and he looked extremely disheveled.
"Cough...cough cough...ha...cough..."
The violent coughing sounded particularly jarring in the deathly silent playground.
He felt as if his lungs were about to explode; every breath brought a burning pain that ran from his throat all the way to his chest.
For a brief moment, he really thought he was going to die.
The suffocating feeling of being deprived of breath and having his life force slowly drain from his body was more terrifying to him than any pain.
He doesn't even have the strength to stand up now.
The right arm, which had been elbowed, was still sore, numb, and weak, hanging like a piece of broken wood. The back of the left knee, where the knee had struck, was throbbing with a sharp, needle-like pain.
What's even more devastating is not the physical pain, but the complete mental breakdown.
His fear of the man before him had completely penetrated his flesh and was etched into his bones.
He didn't even dare to look up at Qin Ye, but buried his head deep in his arms, his body trembling with fear.
Qin Ye didn't look at him again.
He turned around and faced the silent square formation again.
His gaze, once again, slowly swept across the horrified faces of each soldier.
This time, no one dared to meet his gaze.
Everyone whose gaze fell upon him felt as if they had been pricked by a needle, instinctively lowering their heads sharply, their hearts pounding, and not daring to even breathe.
The entire Third Battalion, with its dozens of unruly soldiers, was subdued and silenced by his sheer presence.
Lei Kuan, standing to the side with his arms crossed, watched the scene unfold before him, feeling both shocked and secretly pleased.
What's shocking is Qin Ye's methods; they're incredibly ruthless and efficient!
Those last few moves were all aimed at crippling him. It was only on the training ground that Qin Ye held back nine-tenths of his strength. If this were on a real battlefield, Zhang Kui would already be a cold corpse.
Secretly pleased, these unruly brats have finally met their match!
He had led this group of soldiers for so long, and he had tried everything from threats and bribes to all sorts of methods, but there were always a few troublemakers who wouldn't listen to reason and dared to bang on the table and glare at him just because they had some skills.
Zhang Kui, in particular, was arrogant because he was strong and had few rivals in the entire camp when it came to fighting.
Now it's all right.
Looking at Qin Ye's young yet cold and hard profile, Lei Kuan felt an unprecedented admiration for this "paratrooper" sent from above.
If we can't cure you, there are others who can!
That's how it has to be done! If we don't break your arrogance, smash your bones and rebuild them, you'll just be sending yourselves to your deaths on the battlefield!
"Who else," Qin Ye's icy voice finally broke the suffocating silence, "thinks there's something wrong with my training methods?"
The entire room was deathly silent; you could hear a pin drop.
The only response he received was the howling wind and the heavy breathing of the soldiers.
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