Their regimental commander had already made his point so clear, yet the newly arrived battalion commander next door still insisted on sparring.
That's not all, they even struck first?
The soldiers of the Third Regiment continued what they were doing while casting pitying glances at Meng Hongshen.
Their commander's skills are beyond those of ordinary people.
When they were first led by the captain for training, they were initially very resentful.
Hearing of the other party's reputation, he was quite disdainful.
Originally, everyone just kept this idea to themselves and didn't bring it up in public. On the surface, they were quite convinced of the new leader's abilities.
But one day, a troublemaker was caught slacking off during training. The commander wanted to punish him, but the man was indignant and actually spoke his mind.
I thought this unassuming leader would let things go, but to my surprise, he chose to spar.
Then everyone saw that in just three moves, the troublemaker was beaten down.
Then……
There was no "then" after all. Then everyone was dissatisfied and took turns attacking, and the entire regiment was defeated by the regimental leader.
Everyone looked expectantly at their leader, not worried at all that Lu Ting would lose.
They have always been proud to have a regimental commander like Lu Ting.
Lu Ting kept a calm expression as he sensed the pattern of his opponent's attacks. For some reason, he could feel that every move was aimed at a vital point, as if the opponent wasn't there for a friendly exchange of blows.
It's more like...
They wanted to use him to establish their authority.
His eyes flickered slightly. Since that's the case, then he wouldn't hold back.
On the surface, he was being beaten back step by step, but in reality, he was waiting for the crucial moment to deliver a heavy blow to his opponent.
Meng Hongshen sneered inwardly. Did the other party really deserve to be called one of the best?
It's nothing but a paper tiger.
However, just as his hand was about to strike the other person's shoulder, the other person grabbed his wrist directly and did not dodge to the side.
Then, to everyone's astonishment, Meng Hongshen was struck in a vital spot, clutching his shoulder and staggering backward until he sat down on the ground.
Lu Ting walked up to him from his elevated position and said calmly, "You lost, Battalion Commander Meng."
The people in the three groups were clearly not surprised by this result.
Losing to Commander Lu is not shameful.
Meng Hongshen raised his head and looked up at the man in front of him.
With a gentle smile, he refused the soldiers' offer to help him up and got up from the ground himself. "Commander Lu's skills are indeed well-deserved."
Lu Ting nodded and gave a low "Mmm," "Battalion Commander Meng, you still need more practice."
Since the other party wanted to use him to establish their authority, he didn't need to be too polite to them.
As expected, Meng Hongshen's expression changed slightly upon hearing this.
But he quickly smiled and said, "I was overestimating myself."
Lu Ting said calmly, "I went through the same thing. Just practice more and you'll get better."
The soldiers of the Third Regiment and the Second Battalion were stunned when they heard Lu Ting's words, and then they all turned their eyes to Meng Hongshen.
That's a lot...
That seems a bit provocative.
Meng Hongshen almost gritted his teeth as he spoke, "Thank you, Commander Lu, for sharing your experience."
"Um."
Lu Ting turned around and continued blowing his whistle as if nothing had happened, raising his voice, "Everyone, concentrate, five more minutes of practice! What I just did with Battalion Commander Meng was a friendly sparring session, it won't hurt our revolutionary friendship!"
"yes!"
The soldiers of the Third Regiment responded enthusiastically, while simultaneously marveling at their commander's sharp tongue.
This is clearly telling the other party that losing is not shameful; it's just about exchanging feelings.
But to the loser, it might sound like, "Let's be nice to you and save you some face."
Meng Hong turned around with a somber face. The group of soldiers behind him had already turned and left the moment Lu Ting spoke, returning to their original training area.
Meng Hong thought to himself, "Lu Ting, is that it? I'll remember this."
It was just a friendly sparring match, but those words...
This was undoubtedly a deliberate attempt to mock him and damage his prestige within the Second Battalion.
He clenched his fists, walked up to the soldiers, and shouted, "Begin training!"
"yes!"
The soldiers below responded as usual, but Meng Hongshen felt that they were all mocking him.
He suppressed the anger rising in his heart and supervised the training of each soldier from the side.
The soldiers were indeed dissatisfied with their battalion commander, but they did not mock him for what had happened today.
Because they already had a ranking in their minds between Lu Ting and Meng Hongshen's strength.
Before Meng Hongshen made his move, they never thought their battalion commander could win.
So naturally, there was no surprise or ridicule regarding this expected result.
But I'm still really not convinced.
After all, without comparison, there is no harm.
After the training session, Su Miaoyan, who had spent the afternoon studying the history of domestic scientific research development in the space, also left the hospital at the same time.
Following Ma Yingchun's directions, she walked towards the training field.
It was nearing evening, and the soldiers had all put their uniforms back on. In addition, they were bound to encounter the performing arts troupe members on their way home from training, so everyone tried to keep a low profile.
Even as training ended, Meng Hongshen was still thinking about what had happened that day.
Looking at Lu Ting, who was walking out together not far away, a gloomy look appeared on his face.
But he didn't make it obvious. Instead, as usual, he politely adjusted the brim of his hat and strode towards Lu Ting.
Just as he was only a few meters away from his opponent, a soldier beside him tripped over a pebble and stumbled in front of him, blocking the way between him and Lu Ting.
At that moment, Su Miaoyan spotted Lu Ting in the crowd and rushed over, calling out, "Lu Ting!"
Upon hearing the familiar voice, Lu Ting thought he was hallucinating, but he still subconsciously turned his head to look.
Upon seeing that petite figure, his pupils contracted, and a few seconds later he immediately walked towards her.
Meng Hongshen happened to see this scene as he passed by the soldier.
He had heard that voice just now, and felt that he had vaguely heard it somewhere before.
He wanted to see the woman's face clearly next to Lu Ting, but by sheer coincidence, Lu Ting walked over and stood right next to the woman, completely blocking her view.
He can't see it at all.
A voice seemed to be guiding him forward, but just as he was about to walk through the crowd and behind the two people, his gaze was drawn to another figure.
This is not...
Miao Qihuai, who hasn't contacted him in a long time?!
Today's events on the training field left Meng Hongshen feeling frustrated. Perhaps that's just how people are; when they experience setbacks, they want to regain their sense of superiority in the same place.
And then there was the girl I met during the day...
He really should find Miao Qihuai and ask him for information.
Thinking of this, he walked towards Miao Qihuai's direction, instead of going behind Lu Ting.
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