Chapter 120: Advance and retreat together!

The soldier who had been hunkered down like a turtle at the side seemed to see an opportunity, hurriedly sticking his turtle head out of his shell, wearing a fawning grin as he edged up to the Chief Instructor to fan the flames: "Instructor, this yellow…… soldier simply doesn't put you and the Warrior School in his eyes! How could someone like him be allowed to enroll?!"

But he never expected that his warm, fresh flattery would land squarely on a horse's hoof.

"Oh? I want to know what you were about to say—yellow what?" the instructor asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I…… " the soldier froze on the spot.

He didn't dare say it out loud, but he was thinking: Damn it, I wasn't trying to help you out? I gave you a leg up, and you actually treat me like a stepping stone?!

Seeing the soldier shrink back again, the instructor ignored him and turned once more to Liu Xiaotian, asking: "Soldier, I've already answered your question. As for what you just said, I will study it seriously when I return, and I promise that before you graduate I will give you a satisfactory answer!"

"Besides, I have a name, but here you can only call me Instructor! When you're able to graduate, I'll tell you my name together with the answer to your question."

"Soldier, are you willing to accept punishment?"

At one, one look`no, one wrong version%!

"Instructor, that soldier just insulted us with discriminatory language; my reprimand of him was correct!"

"Good! Then right now, immediately return to your tent, gear up, and be back in front of me within seventy seconds!" A flicker of unusual expression crossed the instructor's face.

"Very well, your country has a saying: 'advance and retreat together,' right?"

Just as the shrinking soldier thought the matter was over and that it no longer concerned him, the instructor suddenly turned and glanced at him: "What are you still doing here? Ten seconds have already passed!"

And the soldier was still holding the backpack he hadn't had time to put on his back.

Moreover, the instructor had made it clear that their route would be along the seaside% on the soft sand, so the resistance would naturally be much greater than on firm ground, naturally affecting stamina consumption and speed significantly.

"Now it's your turn to answer my question."

He had successfully warned everyone who held contempt for him, them, and their country, letting them know that whoever wanted to insult him and the nation behind him would certainly face an unreserved counterattack.

If the plot were to develop as expected, this Warrior School had never seen giving recruits raw buffalo meat.

Liu Xiaotian gave Wang Yanbing a sideways glance and said nothing.

I don't know if the system could give some assistance in this segment—for example…… provide an induction stove with a flat pan, so I could at least eat something medium‑rare! Fully raw…… probably wouldn't be chewable……

However, Liu Xiaotian and his three companions were still carrying a backpack loaded with various gear, with a single‑person simple tent strapped on top, weighing forty‑five catties, and a rifle without ammunition.

At this moment, Liu Xiaotian really wanted to grab a handful of yellow mud from the ground and smear it on that guy's face, just to let him feel what it's like to get yellow mud in one's pants.

Although if it were me I'd certainly discipline him too, rules are rules—no one can violate them.

But if the prototype for this Warrior School was actually that hunter school…… then the scene of eating raw buffalo meat might not be fictional after all!

"If you don't finish, you won't be qualified to eat dinner!"

But Liu Xiaotian and his three companions weren't scared, even though they couldn't be sure they could actually finish this "punishment" on time.

"Hey, what do you guys think the food here is like? Will there be beef tonight? I've heard that the Warrior School's meals are quite good, and the beef is fresh buffalo meat—definitely fragrant!

"What else? That damn time is even more insufficient!"

Soldier: …… plus a bullet‑proof vest and a few magazines, the total load is already close to sixty catties.

Ten minutes later, Liu Xiaotian and his three companions were fully dressed and stood before the instructor.

"What? Don't we need to say start?" After a few seconds of dazed silence, seeing that the instructor hadn't even glanced at him without saying anything, yet his stopwatch had already begun timing, he finally realized, turned around, tossed out a "Shit!" and hurried after Liu Xiaotian and his three companions, who had already run sixty or seventy meters…

The instructor nodded: "I think I already know what kind of language he just used to insult you."

"Yes!" Liu Xiaotian acknowledged, turned and walked off, and He Chen Guang and the other two followed him into the tent.

Twenty kilometers in one hour thirty minutes doesn't sound too harsh.

Soldier: ……

Although your way of disciplining him was correct, you still have to accept the punishment.

He Chen Guang straightened up and shouted in reply: "Yes! Instructor, we four will accept the punishment together!" Although Wang Yanbing and Li Erniu didn't speak, they expressed their choice through their actions.

The instructor didn't seem too eager to deal with him either, merely giving him a faint glance before turning his gaze to Liu Xiaotian and his three companions, slightly furrowing his brow and asking: "You four, are you going to accept the punishment together?"

"Damn it, saying all that high‑minded stuff—do they think I don't know how to play word games?" But he also knew that, given the situation before him, he really should know when to quit while he's ahead.

"Crap, I can barely imagine that!"

"Not to mention special forces—even an ordinary soldier's ten‑kilometer run in physical training takes about forty minutes plus a bit."

Hearing the other side say that, Liu Xiaotian naturally couldn't escalate the conflict any further.

He had merely been insisting on upholding his own and his country's honor; it wasn't that he just wanted to show off in front of this instructor for no reason.

But this is the Warrior School—private brawling violates school regulations.

The instructor didn't feel embarrassed either, nodding and saying: "Alright, I've noted that. Now you need to run that way, along the seaside all the way, and finally return here through the gate on the opposite side—twenty kilometers total. I'm giving you one hour thirty minutes."

After all, his purpose has already been achieved.

A flicker of approval crossed the instructor's face; this time he chose to speak Chinese:

The instant the instructor's voice hadn't fully faded, Liu Xiaotian reached out and tugged Li Erniu beside him, turned and ran, with He Chen Guang and Wang Yanbing immediately following.

Liu Xiaotian almost laughed out loud, but held it in: "Report, Instructor—it's 'advance and retreat together!'"

"Regardless of cost, regardless of consequence! 'Instructor, I'm willing to accept the punishment!' Liu Xiaotian stood at attention and shouted loudly.

"Hurry up and run—I can barely wait!"

Anyway, Wang Yanbing, that guy, is actually quite optimistic, running and saying to the other three:

His thought is actually something the system could have known automatically—no need to speak up.

Every time he shouts "Jiaweis," it's just to satisfy his own "Avengers dream" in his heart.

Usually, the system doesn't bother responding to his nonsensical ideas.

But this time, the moment it appeared in his… year, the system spoke up……

(End of chapter)