Chapter 119 Students' Reactions
"Huh!" the Legion Commander snorted, thinking: A bunch of old idiots taking advantage of their age! If the Legion didn't need them for something, he wouldn't bother with them. They usually talk nicely, but when they're really needed, they run away faster than anyone else. And they still have the nerve to flaunt their experience in front of him. Not to mention fighting the Zerg, they've even fought alien invaders before. In terms of experience, he's not necessarily inferior to anyone else present.
He's just relying on his age to bully others.
He ignored the other person and only looked at Qian Mingyu: "Director Qian, what do you think?"
Qian Mingyu laughed and said, "I said, this matter is not my business. To be honest, the prescription is not only wanted by your Ninth Army, but also by other legions. After all, the potion made by Wen Le is effective against Zerg. As a citizen of the Empire, I naturally hope that my country will get better and better. However... there are some things that need to be considered. You can't just say that this thing is helpful to the country and then say you want to save it without any reason. If that's the case, who would dare to invent it?
Otherwise, if we create something good, we have to unconditionally hand it over to the country. Isn't that discouraging? Even if you are patriotic, you shouldn't love it this way, don't you think?
He was really good at stealing things from others under the pretext of "patriotism." If it weren't for their long-term cooperation, he really wanted to spit a mouthful of salt soda in the other person's face. Have some shame!
Even if Wen Le wasn't his apprentice, the military wouldn't agree to the prescription without paying a cent, let alone the Therapists Association. While the higher-ups have been deliberately weakening the influence of therapists in recent years, the Therapists Association isn't immune. If things really get out of hand, who knows who'll suffer first.
Furthermore, these healers are incredibly united. While there may be internal struggles, once their interests are at stake, they unite and target outsiders. This creates a situation where losing one or two soldiers isn't a problem, but losing a healer is absolutely unacceptable. Furthermore, even now, the demand for healers exceeds the supply.
Now, with Wen Le, a freak whose combat power rivals anyone else's, this will likely inspire many healers. If all healers follow suit, I'm afraid no one will ever again dare to call them weaklings who only know how to make medicine. Don't you see how Wen Le alone can match the combat power of several others? And that's without him using poison. If a ruthless person were to come along, everyone out there would be wiped out.
He even imagined the "beautiful" scene in the near future where pharmacists would take out medicine bottles at the slightest disagreement, but the scene was so beautiful that he was a little afraid to look at it.
Qian Mingyu was right. Some people, inspired by Wen Le, were already creating self-defense potions. Even if they didn't have Wen Le's creative ideas, it wouldn't be difficult to create a few bottles of potions that could knock someone out. After all, if they couldn't eat the meat, they could still have the soup. They could even sell these potions or return them to the association, which would bring them both fame and fortune.
What Qian Mingyu could think of, others could naturally think of as well. The other two schools immediately began to feel unbalanced, wondering why Wen Le wasn't from their school. Such a cash cow could bring so much benefit to the Imperial Capital Military Control Bell in the future. Just thinking about it made them jealous.
How could Qian Mingyu not know the little thoughts in his colleagues' minds? The more annoyed they were, the happier he felt. It was like drinking an ice drink in the hot summer; the more you drink, the more comfortable you feel.
The legion commander didn't expect a few words to persuade Qian Mingyu or the Imperial Capital Military Administration to relent. As the saying goes, if you don't see the rabbit, you don't release the hawk. If you want to catch the hawk, you have to sacrifice a few rabbits. As a student of the Imperial Capital Military Administration Academy, Wen Le must listen to the school's opinions. Even if he won't implement them completely, he will at least consider them. As long as Wen Le personally agreed, the Therapist Association had no right to stop him.
The only difficulty is that person. I guess it is impossible for the military not to bleed this time.
Thinking of this, the corps commander felt strangely relieved. Every time they asked the finance department for money, they cried poor. Let's see if they dared to cry poor to that guy this time. They said they were poor soldiers, and they bullied them because they had no confidence. Now let's see what those idiots in the finance department will do when they encounter someone with a lot of confidence. As the saying goes, fortunes will always turn. Those who bully others will pay back. You never know when they will be bullied back.
Not to mention the confrontation in the monitoring room, Wen Le and his team also encountered trouble.
They successfully entered the base but were ambushed, losing dozens of people. If they hadn't reacted quickly and avoided the attack, the number of casualties would have been even greater.
However, the other side didn't get any advantage either. Wen Le and the others sprayed them, and many of them fell down. Even though they had weapons and were far away, it didn't matter. The potion could be dispersed in the air and would always float to their side.
So, once they met, both suffered losses. Wen Le and his companions took the opportunity to grab a few energy guns. Wen Le didn't know how to use them, so he simply gave them to Lily. You know, Lily has a unique skill: she can fire two guns at once. And she's always accurate. With such a talented teammate, Wen Le naturally wouldn't keep the items to himself and waste resources.
After all, they only had so many weapons at their disposal, so they naturally had to give them to those who could use them well. This way, they could defeat more opponents and maybe even grab a few more weapons.
Honestly, the soldier playing the villain was also quite confused. How could this be different from what was agreed upon? Weren't they supposed to be freshmen? When did freshmen become so powerful? Are all freshmen this powerful now? If so, would they, the seniors, be left to die on the beach in the near future?
However, this also made them put aside their original contempt. These rookies were not simple!
You must never be careless, otherwise you might end up in a disaster. If you lose, not only will you lose face, but you will also be tortured to death by your superiors when you return. It's chilling to think about the methods their leader uses to discipline people. Physical training is child's play. Those weird trainings that stimulate potential are really scary.
They knew the reasons for their companion's fainting and knew they couldn't confront these students head-on, so they had to make a strategic retreat. They were in the dark while these students were in the light, so if they really wanted to deal with them, there was more than just a direct confrontation.
Seeing the enemy retreat, Wen Le and his men were actually relieved. After all, they were at a disadvantage. If the enemy really tried to fight them head-on, they would be the ones to suffer in the end. Even though they had potions, they weren't a panacea. They couldn't attack from a distance, so their weaknesses would be exposed over time. Furthermore, these potions weren't unlimited; if they ran out, they would be the ones to die.
The enemy was hiding in the dark, and the students were not stupid enough to stay here and make themselves targets, so they quickly found a relatively safe place to hide.
After ensuring the temporary safety, several squad leaders gathered for a discussion and decided to appoint the squad leader of Class A as the overall commander. They would assist and strive to capture the base with minimal losses. As long as they had access to the base, they could ask the school for help and receive rescue.
Military bases like these have weapons depots and are equipped with a number of robot soldiers. While these robots are primarily responsible for logistics, they can also serve as combat soldiers when necessary. As for cracking their programs, this is something that only professionals can do.
These students are worthy of being military academy students. Even though they were caught off guard at the beginning and lost many of their companions, they have now reacted, and quickly discussed countermeasures and decided to fight back.
In this situation, blindly dodging is not the best solution. It will only make them more passive. After all, they have nothing. Even the clothes on their bodies are not special protective suits worn during combat. Although they can defend against ordinary attacks, they cannot withstand this kind of energy gun at all. Otherwise, they would not have lost so many people at once.
After discussing it, the squad leaders began to count the number of people. In the end, they were down 132 people. They had arrived with 1,200 people, but now, in less than an hour, they were down over 100. Everyone's eyes were red.
Everyone put aside their thoughts of gaining experience and took extreme caution. This was a matter of life and death, and there was no room for carelessness.
"Who is from the reconnaissance department?" asked the squad leader. What makes their school different from other military academies is that they have mixed classes. In one class, there are students specializing in reconnaissance and students specializing in management and logistics. Usually, these students will be gathered in a classroom according to different subjects to study systematically, and then come back to train with the whole class and learn how to fight together.
As the instructors put it, they were now a team, future comrades, and needed to be able to respond flexibly to any unexpected situation. This was also why the school had mixed classes. Otherwise, if an emergency really came up, could they really expect the students in charge of logistics to rush to the front lines? While it wasn't impossible for them to engage the enemy, they had their strengths, and these weren't their forte. If they were to face off, they would only lose.
Therefore, except for students majoring in combat, the other students learn the most from the instructors about how to escape and save their lives as much as possible without holding others back.
Wen Le, needless to say, was assigned to support. While his combat prowess was no less than that of a combat major, this was known only to Class A, not to the other classes. Even if one had heard of Wen Le's impressive martial arts skills, without witnessing them firsthand, one still felt uneasy about him. After all, the stereotype of healers was that they were weak and prone to being a drag.
The monitor was afraid that Wen Le would be upset, so he tried to comfort him: "Wen Le, logistics is very important to us. The safety of logistics is in your hands. You must protect them. We can't have any losses now." He felt heartbroken when he thought of the more than one hundred classmates. These were living people. Someone who was so lively when he came was gone in the blink of an eye. It would be a lie to say that he didn't feel sad.
However, the current situation does not allow them to be sad, and everyone probably understands this, so they keep everything in their hearts, just waiting for the opportunity to explode.
"I'm studying criminal investigation!" Wang Xiaoning from Class A was the first to stand up, followed by Jack and Liu Chen. There are a total of twenty people in Class A, and having three students studying criminal investigation is already a lot.
With these three people taking the lead, students from other classes studying investigation also stepped forward one after another: "We are studying investigation too!"
"Okay, tell us your numbers and see if we can form a team of ten. If not, we'll form teams of five and rotate them in three shifts."
They counted their numbers, and there were finally 208 of them. The extra eight were added to the logistics team. The remaining 200 were divided into 20 groups, which were then divided into three groups to go out and scout the enemy.
As for the logistics team, they weren't divided into smaller groups, but rather formed a large group. The logistics team was a bit small, only about fifty people, but it was more than enough to manage over nine hundred people. However, they further subdivided their responsibilities, with some specializing in weapons, others in food and water, and several pharmacy majors assigned to the treatment team, with Wen Le becoming the team leader.
After all, he was a professional, and no one present could compare to him in this respect. Wen Le was not pretentious and readily agreed to be the team leader. In an emergency, he could not afford to act willfully.
As for the others, some of them were majoring in electronic engineering and were assigned to the logistics team. The decryption work would depend entirely on them, and whether the base could be captured would depend on their ability. The hope of taking over the logistics robots also rested on them, which immediately put a lot of pressure on them.
Lily was originally supposed to join the battle, but because she was more talented in electronics engineering, she was assigned to the logistics team. After all, there was no shortage of combat experts here, but there were people from other departments. In times like this, you have to be like a brick, deployed wherever needed.
Lily agreed to the squad leader's assignment without hesitation and modified everyone's optical computers with several other people. In order to prevent the enemy from using signal jammers to interfere with their optical computer signals and prevent them from contacting each other, they had to modify the optical computers themselves.
Fortunately, Lily and the others had all the tools they needed for the modification with them, and they came in handy this time.
Wen Le was also busy, distributing various potions stored in the system space to the students in the treatment group. He had originally intended to give these potions to Yu Tang to sell, but now the situation was special and he had to use them for the time being. At the same time, he was also thankful that he was diligent enough to make more potions, otherwise they would face the embarrassment of being out of medicine when the fight broke out.
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