Lei Kuan leaned closer, lowered his voice, and asked with a hint of inquiry and curiosity, "Old Qin, tell me the truth, what about you and that Su An..."
Qin Ye glanced at him, his eyes calm and expressionless.
"My soldiers."
"Huh?" Lei Kuan was taken aback, not understanding the weight of those three words. That's it? My soldiers? Which soldier have you ever cared about this much?
“I said,” Qin Ye said, his voice clear and firm, without a trace of joking, “she is the soldier I have my eye on. I’ve wanted to get rid of Bai Wei, this cancer in Battalion No. 3, for a long time, but I just haven’t found the right opportunity and evidence. It was she who did it for me and cleaned up the house for the entire Battalion No. 3.”
He paused, met Lei Kuan's curious gaze, and continued calmly, "Is there a problem with me protecting my own soldiers?"
His words were impeccable and logically consistent. He perfectly explained his overly protective behavior and cleverly defined his relationship with Su An as one of "appreciating subordinates and cherishing talent," thus perfectly avoiding all sensitive topics.
After listening, Lei Kuan suddenly understood, but then became somewhat skeptical.
Is that really the case?
He felt that the way Old Qin looked at that female soldier wasn't like he was looking at a soldier, but rather like he was looking at...
Never mind, don't ask questions you shouldn't. Curiosity killed the cat.
He wisely shut his mouth, cleared his throat, picked up the metal megaphone, and began to reorganize the assessment.
"Beep—!!"
The sharp whistle rang out again.
"Stand still! The assessment continues!"
A storm that would have been recorded in the history of Battalion No. 3 was thus quelled.
Bai Wei, a name that once stirred up a storm, has completely become a thing of the past.
Su An, with his unparalleled strength, became a new legend in the Third Battalion.
The assessment began again in a strange yet exciting atmosphere.
Bai Wei's downfall and execution acted like a shot in the arm, injecting a powerful dose of energy into the hearts of every upright student. They seemed to have shed a heavy burden called "injustice," and their entire spirit and energy were transformed.
Especially in the ensuing fights, everyone displayed unprecedented ferocity, with every punch landing hard and showing no mercy.
It was as if he wanted to vent all the anger he had been holding in towards Bai Wei and the indignation he felt towards injustice on his opponent.
Su An, unsurprisingly, became the focus of the entire event.
Wherever she went, she could feel the gazes of awe, curiosity and worship coming from all directions.
The rumors that she "relyed on luck" or "used underhanded tactics" have long since vanished and been crushed.
Just kidding. If being able to rub a ruthless character like Bai Wei into the ground like a doll is luck, then what are they?
The male soldiers looked at her with particularly complex emotions. There was shock, admiration, and a hint of fear that they themselves didn't even realize.
They now finally understood why Gao Kai, a police elite and firearms genius, would follow Su An so devotedly, calling him "Teacher Su" at every turn.
This isn't some delicate female soldier at all; she's a walking weapon! From now on, I'll steer clear of her! Absolutely not to mess with her!
The female soldiers, on the other hand, became complete fans of Su An.
They chattered around Su An, asking her all sorts of questions, clearly regarding her as their pillar of support.
Liu Landi stayed by her side closely, as if afraid that she would suffer any more grievances.
Su An dealt with all of this calmly, without a trace of pride or smugness on her face, as if the war god who had just been rampaging through the mud and avenging her friends was not her at all.
Her gaze would always drift unintentionally toward the high platform.
That man stood there like a tall pine tree, like a silent mountain, watching the entire scene.
His gaze seemed to always, intentionally or unintentionally, meet hers.
No words are needed; a single glance is enough to comfort everyone.
...
The fierce battle continued, with the eliminated contestants leaving the arena dejected, while most of the advancing contestants were bruised and battered.
Finally, Instructor Lei Kuan glanced at the list in his hand and shouted out the last name through a megaphone.
"Third round of assessment, last group!"
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