Recently, An Moxue has become obsessed with lip reading. Every day, she takes some time to observe the trainees and instructors from a distance, record what they say, and then verify it.
This makes everyone speak very carefully; losing face is a small matter, but the real fear is revealing something and getting points deducted.
The trainees at the base were all sixteen, seventeen, or eighteen years old, a time when they were full of enthusiasm and restless. How could they tolerate her like this?
"Nine, haven't you noticed that those male students have been acting strangely lately?"
"Thirteen, did you discover something?" An Moxue asked.
“I also felt something was off; I had a feeling they were up to something again,” Wu Shiba said.
"Maybe so. They wouldn't be themselves if they didn't cause trouble. Haven't they caused enough trouble in the past few months?" Forty-Five said.
"Men have such a bad habit of thinking they are better than women, that women can't surpass them, and that the world should belong to them. They are ignorant, arrogant, and conceited," said Seventy, speechless.
“Okay, let’s inform the other girls to observe carefully and be on guard. Let’s also summarize the weaknesses we’ve recently discovered about them and see if we can make a targeted breakthrough. What do you all think?” An Moxue asked, looking at the group.
"I've actually made a small discovery. Does the fact that some people are afraid of bugs count?" Seventy said softly, covering his mouth with his hand.
“Forget it, don’t take such a small thing lightly. Think about it, how many grown men can save face in public just because they’re afraid of bugs? Of course, that weirdo San doesn’t count,” said Fifty-Eight.
“Yes, there are always exceptions. It’s noon now. Let’s summarize this in the evening, keep an eye on their movements, and then see if we can find a way to launch a counterattack and keep them quiet for a while,” An Moxue said.
Few dare to openly provoke her, but they certainly engage in many underhanded tactics.
“Okay, let’s do it this way,” said Fifty-Eight.
"Agreed," the other girls echoed.
After they finished talking, they quickly dispersed and continued doing their own things.
There were only 22 girls in this year's class, with more boys than girls. At first, some boys provoked and bullied the girls, and the girls really suffered some indignation. However, they were still quite restrained and did not cause anything too embarrassing.
Later, the girls, unable to bear the disturbance any longer, went to find An Moxue and Fifty-Eight. In this way, all the girls secretly gathered around An Moxue. They divided into three groups, led by Thirteen, Forty-Five, and Seventy respectively, and reported to An Moxue and Fifty-Eight if anything happened.
Later, their situation improved, and they became more and more convinced of An Moxue's abilities.
Here, no one cares about identity, background, family history, education, or appearance (you can't see that) or physique; only ability matters. They are unaware of the outside world's turmoil because they can only send letters out, one per month, and these letters undergo strict checks before being sent in.
They are living life to the fullest here, sweating and radiating youth.
After evening class, the group quickly gathered again for a short meeting and handed over the collected information to An Moxue and Wushiba.
The two returned to An Moxue's room with the documents. After reviewing them, An Moxue said, "I think they'll make their move next week. There's a four-day field training exercise next week, which provides ample time and a suitable location for digging a trap and leaving no evidence. What do you think?"
After a moment of contemplation, Wu Shiba said, "I also think that's highly likely. But look, the information they've collected is quite interesting. Some people are afraid of insects, some are afraid of ghosts, some are allergic, and a few have obsessive-compulsive disorder. We can develop solutions for each of them."
"Let's forget about the allergies. We don't know the severity of their allergies. If it's a severe allergy, it could be life-threatening. We just want to teach them a lesson. We need to know our limits."
"Okay, I think it's better to overwhelm them with strength and make them truly convinced."
So, over the course of several days, they continuously collected information and refined their plan.
The boys, too, had a vague feeling that the girls were up to something, and they were all on high alert.
The night before they were to depart for field training, Shen Rujun approached Xu Qingfeng and asked, "I've heard that these trainees are up to something! Aren't you going to do anything about it? Don't let them cause any major trouble."
Xu Qingfeng scoffed, saying, "They haven't stopped since they arrived. You expect them to behave themselves? What a joke! But they seem capable. As long as they don't go too far, let them cause trouble. This is also a training opportunity. We'll see who wins in the end."
"You know what, there are some really good prospects in this year's class, and some with particularly outstanding talents."
"Indeed, I will report this truthfully to my superiors and increase the training efforts. He's truly mischievous, but he's also incredibly capable. He's definitely a top pick. Even those who are ultimately eliminated and incorporated into the army will not be ordinary individuals."
"With outstanding parents, one will inevitably be influenced by what one sees and hears."
"Yes, they'll all be pillars of society in the future."
The trainees were very excited about their first field training. They had been here for five months and this was their first time leaving the base. They were all so excited that they couldn't sleep.
After they finally fell asleep, the emergency assembly call was sounded again.
Everyone felt like they were going to go bald from exhaustion. They had just fallen asleep, and now they had to gather in the middle of the night? This was going to kill them!
There was no other way but to resign myself to my fate, pack my bags, and quickly head to the training ground to assemble.
Xu Qingfeng saw that everyone had assembled, and the timing was perfect; no one was late.
He simply praised them, saying, "Good, very good, everyone is on time. Keep it up. Fifty people per bus, get on the bus, let's go."
Suddenly, I was completely awake, though I wasn't fully sober. I had been hoping to set off during the day and see the scenery along the way!
Now it's pitch black, what can I see?
Everyone resignedly boarded the bus, their disappointment mirroring their earlier high hopes; they were all listless.
Once on the bus, all their emotions vanished in no time. They sat down side by side and slept soundly, some even snoring and others talking in their sleep.
The military trucks stopped at the foot of the mountain where the field training was taking place, and the instructors woke up the trainees.
They got off the bus and saw the sky beginning to lighten, with distant mountains rising one after another. Some of them were seeing such huge mountains for the first time, and they were immediately revitalized and in high spirits.
Someone took the lead and started singing revolutionary songs—
We are the masters, we are the soldiers, we are the fearless workers, peasants, and soldiers! ...
Someone started singing, and then others joined in, and eventually everyone started singing.
An Moxue was also infected by the song and started singing along.
So, the assembled trainees sang songs as they set off into the mountains.
Perhaps this is what youth is all about: emotions come and go quickly, and neither good nor bad lingers for long.
But the passion remains and will never diminish!
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