"Dad, I want to join the special forces too." Zhao Yu called out to his father as he entered the office. Zhao Weiguo reprimanded him with a stern face.
"Use your job title at work."
Zhao Yu casually called out, "Commander."
After shouting, seeing that Zhao Weiguo's expression had softened a bit, he seized the opportunity and said, "I also want to join the special forces team. Can you think of a way?"
Zhao Weiguo glared at him, "Mind your own business. Don't you know your own limitations?"
Zhao Weiguo shook his head at his training data, thinking that it was only because he was born in this era that he could be physically fit. If it were during the war, he would probably be exhausted just carrying a gun.
I used to think this son was quite outstanding.
After experiencing certain things, the more you see through things, the less hopeful you become.
Zhao Yu was somewhat unconvinced. "Dad, if we could get into the special forces team, it would be a great honor for our family. You're a division commander, after all. Please help us out."
Zhao Weiguo cursed him, "My father's ability to rise from a farmer to a commander of an army is the real glory of our ancestors. You? You don't rely on your own abilities to fight for your position, but instead try to fool your father. Do you think I'm stupid?"
Zhao Yu was thoroughly scolded by him.
I dared not utter another word.
His expression, however, remained defiant.
After venting his anger and feeling much better, Zhao Weiguo calmed down and thought for a moment before asking, "Who told you about the special forces team?"
Very few people in the entire military region knew about it.
He never mentioned it at home, so how did Zhao Yu find out?
Zhao Yu said, "My future brother-in-law has connections in Beijing."
Upon hearing that it was Zhou Mingxuan, Zhao Weiguo frowned deeply.
To be honest, he didn't have a good impression of Zhou Mingxuan. He used to think he was just a bit arrogant, but now he's even extending his reach into the military. He really didn't know if Zhou Mingxuan was stupid or had ulterior motives.
"Stop listening to others' instigation, focus on your own training, and improving your strength is the right thing to do." Zhao Weiguo glanced at Zhao Yu.
“Dad, I’m not stupid,” Zhao Yu said defiantly. “You underestimate me.”
Zhao Weiguo gave a nonchalant "Oh," and said, "Qin Yushen has no chance with the special forces team, and you have even less chance, after all, you are not far behind him."
Seeing Zhao Yu's confident demeanor, Zhao Weiguo couldn't help but compare him to Qin Yushen.
I believe that by saying this, he will finally realize where he is lacking.
Zhao Yu was indeed provoked. He clenched his fists and his expression turned serious. "I will definitely surpass him."
Success inspired their fighting spirit.
Seeing this, Zhao Weiguo nodded in satisfaction.
Blind self-confidence is not a good thing; one should strive to improve oneself.
Leaving the military headquarters, Zhao Yu felt a lingering resentment that made him extremely uncomfortable.
On one hand, Zhao Weiguo said that he was not as good as Qin Yushen.
On one side was Zhou Mingxuan talking to him about the special forces team.
He just boasted that he would definitely surpass Qin Yushen.
The goal is too far away; all I feel is exhaustion.
But Qin Yushen was nothing more than a pitiful wretch whom he had bullied since childhood. He deserved to be trampled underfoot by him for the rest of his life. Why should he soar to the top and surpass him?
The fist clenched and then relaxed, relaxed and then clenched again.
He suddenly thought of something, gave a mocking smile, and walked in one direction.
Training ground.
Qin Yushen stood next to a soldier and lifted his arm up, "Keep this height and hold for another ten minutes."
Sweat dripped incessantly from the soldier's forehead, his arms trembled, and he held a rifle with a stone hanging from its muzzle.
Ten minutes later—
Qin Yu pressed the pause button on the timer with great satisfaction. "Not bad, you've improved a lot. Let's take a break and then do target practice."
The soldier put down his gun and felt as if his arms no longer belonged to him.
"Deputy Regiment Commander, a few men from the Second Company of the First Battalion are fighting." A soldier ran over.
The First Battalion was the battalion previously led by Qin Yushen, and the current battalion commander is the former deputy battalion commander of Qin Yushen.
"Where did Yang Xun go?" Qin Yu frowned deeply.
The young soldier said, "A village down below reported that wild boars have come down the mountain. Battalion Commander Yang led a company to kill the wild boars, and the logistics department also sent people."
Qin Yushen handed the timer to the regimental instructor and asked him to keep an eye on it, while he went to the place where the fight was taking place.
When he arrived, the people had already been separated. Qin Yushen didn't ask why they were fighting, and said coldly.
"Everyone involved in the fight must submit a 3,000-word report to me tomorrow."
"Everyone, get moving! Ten kilometers of cross-country running with weights!"
"Whoever starts first will be sent to the solitary confinement room for five hours after completing the ten-kilometer run."
At this moment, Zhao Yu, who had received the message, ran over and, seeing the situation, quickly called out to stop them, "Wait."
Qin Yu looked at him intently.
Zhao Yu was also angry when he saw the group of people fighting, but he had his own way of handling things. "Deputy Regiment Commander Qin, no matter what, we should first investigate the ins and outs of the matter, and then take appropriate action based on the specific circumstances."
The soldiers, already dressed in their loads, looked at each other in bewilderment.
At this moment, should you run or not?
Qin Yushen's expression turned even colder, and he shouted, "What are you standing there for? Get running!"
The soldiers shuddered, quickly turned and ran away.
"You..." Zhao Yu was furious and was about to curse Qin Yushen when he saw the inquiring and curious eyes of the others around him.
The words stuck in my throat.
He was so angry that he turned around and left.
Qin Yushen summoned a soldier, whispered something to him, and the soldier nodded hurriedly and strode away.
"Hey Lao Qin, the company commander from the first battalion has already complained to me, and you still have the mood to sit here and watch the target practice?"
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