Ace Special Forces in Movies and TV Shows

Chapter 0113: Where did you get the courage to try and teach Old A a lesson?

After counting the number of people, Qi Huan saluted Yuan Lang and said, "Report: 43 people should be present, and 43 people are present." Qi Huan was shocked that no one had fallen behind.

Yuan Lang nodded, then looked at the troops in the distance who appeared to have lost their armor and weapons. For the first time in a week, behind the trainees' backs, he looked at them with respect.

Then came a solemn salute—but none of this was visible to the army that had fallen into a coma.

"Let the cars behind come up and take them back."

After a ten-minute rest, Qi Huan shouted the commands: "Attention! At ease! Right turn! Destination: Highway assembly point—Proceed!"

The stumbling procession passed by Yuan Lang, no one willing to look at him directly anymore; some even sent resentful and angry glances at him.

Yuan Lang's disrespectful remark about their old unit made him the target of the trainees' resentment.

Eh...

Yuan Lang sighed as he watched the last person walk past him and disappear into the distance.

As the bus swayed and rocked, the exhausted trainees gradually caught their breath.

Wu Zhe carefully took a sip of mineral water, looked at the three people who hadn't given up from beginning to end, and asked with a puzzled look, "How did you manage to persevere?"

For at least 15 kilometers of the 50-kilometer forced march, these three people dragged the other two along. It's hard to imagine how they managed to drag them through the distance when they were so exhausted and desperate.

"We are infantry, and infantrymen run step by step," Zheng Yingqi said with a wry smile.

Tuo Yonggang, standing to the side, also couldn't understand: "You know, we're all disheartened. Right now, we're just holding our breath, wanting to finish training, then say 'Heh-pei!' to them and leave without looking back. But you three, I think you just want to settle down here—why? What's so worth fighting for in this place? This place is rotten to the core!"

"Because of disappointment and despair?" Zheng Yingqi said quietly.

"They all are—this is not a place for you. If you stay here, I'm afraid one day you'll become like them." Wu Zhe sighed, his hope turning to despair. The only thought that kept him going was to persevere to the end and complain to a higher-level department.

Zheng Yingqi remained silent. In fact, he could have easily told them that this was all a deliberate illusion created by the Old A, and that the real Old A were just like them, incredibly loyal and passionate warriors. However, he was very resistant to such a spoiler-like act.

After all, the last person among these trainees is destined to be his comrade-in-arms, and can a soldier who has never experienced utter despair be considered a qualified veteran?

Just like what Yuan Lang said to Cheng Cai in the story, if war breaks out, I don't doubt your courage, and I believe you will be a loyal soldier. But it's not possible here!

Caught in this dilemma, he ultimately resisted the urge to spoil the plot, letting Wu Zhe and Tuo Yonggang continue to be disappointed in Old A.

Zheng Yingqi himself has also asked himself whether he would have felt this desperate if he hadn't known the plot. Would he have ended up like Tuo Yonggang or Wu Zhe?

The answer is... I don't know.

Zheng Yingqi didn't know what would happen to him, so all he could do was try his best and be better than everyone else.

Only in this way can he stand proudly beside others, instead of feeling like a thief inside, filled with all sorts of complicated anxieties.

Back at the barracks, everyone was still lined up. The big boss only got out of the car leisurely after the line was formed and began to inspect each person one by one.

It has the feel of a slave owner inspecting slaves.

"I'm fairly satisfied with you all today, so here's a small reward—two points for each of you."

Just as Yuan Lang had expected, these two points fueled everyone's hatred, and no one thanked the big devil for the reward.

But this had nothing to do with Yuan Lang. He walked away leisurely, not forgetting to take his outdoor thermos before leaving.

"Disperse! The ambulance will stop here for now—anyone feeling unwell should seek medical attention." Qi Huan ended the 50-kilometer forced march with these words, and after the group dispersed, at least half of the people chose to walk towards the ambulance.

Zheng Yingqi and his four companions struggled to climb to the second floor, entered their room, and collapsed onto the bed. Tuo Yonggang struggled to turn over; the pain all over his body reminded him of the domineering nature of Old A, and he cursed angrily:

"I get it now—there's no point in earning those points. They can deduct them or add them whenever they want. What kind of bullshit rules are these? They're pure nonsense!"

Wu Zhe added: "It means he lets you stay or leave as he pleases—whether he's satisfied or not, it's up to him to decide whether you stay or leave."

"To satisfy him? Ha! So all the suffering we endured was to satisfy him?" Tuo Yonggang's voice changed, filled with grievance.

"Hey, Lao Tuo, don't cry."

"Who the hell is crying? I... I just don't know why I came here... Instead of staying in the paratroopers, I had to run off to the Old A... It's the height of training right now... Blue sky, white clouds, dandelions blooming everywhere... How the hell did I end up here?" Tuo Yonggang hadn't intended to cry, but as he spoke, he actually managed to make himself cry.

Wu Zhe quickly called out to Zheng Yingqi and the other two, "You three, stop brooding over your own thoughts... go and comfort him!"

"They know nothing!" Tuo Yonggang wiped away his tears. "Being bullied like dogs, being called cowards, and yet you all act like nothing happened—I'm telling you three, what kind of lives were you living before? Did you think this place was paradise?"

Tuo Yonggang was actually envious and jealous of the three sergeants who could endure so much. When he first joined the Old A, as a lieutenant, he looked down on them with an arrogant attitude. But now, he, as a lieutenant, was far inferior to these three sergeants. This sense of disparity made him very uncomfortable, and at the same time, he couldn't help but want to turn these three into him.

Cheng Cai is very sensitive, and coupled with his self-proclaimed status as Tuo Yonggang's "savior," he responded indifferently to Tuo Yonggang's words, saying, "I'm not a paratrooper; I'm not interested in blue skies, white clouds, paradise, or mud pits!"

Xu Sanduo kept repeating, in a dry and unhelpful tone, that he used to live a very good life.

Zheng Yingqi frowned: "Whether it's heaven or not, we'll only know in the end—even if this place is hell right now, we have to get through it. There's no hurdle we can't overcome; that's the creed of our old unit."

Wu Zhe, trying to be the good guy, tried to calm them down: "Take it easy, take it easy, how do you still have the energy to keep talking? I'm about to faint..."

A loud shout came from downstairs at that moment; it was unmistakably Qi Huan's voice:

"Listen up, everyone, whether you're inside or not! Live-fire shooting tomorrow! Your score will be included in your final grade!"

Tuo Yonggang asked blankly, "What did he say?"

"Live ammunition tomorrow."

Tuo Yonggang exclaimed excitedly, "No need to run for three months? Or am I hallucinating?"

"I think they've got so many bullets they're about to run out of ammunition, and they want to use us to wear them down," Wu Zhe said casually.

Tuo Yonggang stood up, and with a strength he seemed to possess from who-knows-where, he was able to pace back and forth in the room: "I think it's time to let them know that there are other military forces in the world, it's time to let them know what true strength is!"

This was probably the consensus among most of the trainees. They exchanged glances, as if they were celebrating a victory in advance.

Looking at Tuo Yonggang and Wu Zhe's near-explosive mentality, Zheng Yingqi couldn't help but smile bitterly. He really didn't know where these people got their confidence to think they could teach the Old A a lesson with firearms. Xu Sanduo, who was good at low-light shooting, Cheng Cai, who had outstanding sniper talent, and even himself, who could barely be considered a sniper, all admired the Old A's shooting ability. Where did they get the courage to think they could teach the Old A a lesson?