Chapter 250: Come, Take Off Your Makeup

Liu Xiaotian does not know what the eight female soldiers are specifically thinking right now, and he does not want to know.

Anyway, what he thinks is: give them a complete 'childhood'.

Being a soldier, and moreover being selected to join the special forces, what's this bit of hardship? Not to mention just having that 'special' character attached; even if it were ordinary combat unit training, it's impossible to let them wear heavy makeup all day, right?

Letting you join the army isn't to let you compete in a beauty pageant.

As for why Liu Tian is doing this, the eight female soldiers don't know, or one could say they, like Liu Tian, also don't want to know.

At this moment, they have only one thought in their minds: to pull down the guy watching the fun by the edge of the mud pit, press his head into the mud, and let him taste the mud's flavor.

After a full fifteen minutes, Liu Xiaotian finally opened his 'golden mouth,' allowing the eight female soldiers to come up.

Another reason is: he is not sure where he can get weapons.

at one, one look `no, one mistaken version%!'

Liu Xiaotian held a water pipe in each hand and directly sprayed the eight female soldiers led by Tan Xiaolin one by one.

"Now, I announce a rule: starting today, until the training ends, or if I am no longer your instructor, during this period no one is allowed to wear makeup! Otherwise, today's situation will happen again! Now, I give you thirty minutes to go back, shower and change; after thirty minutes, assemble at the camp gate, everyone in training uniform, carrying water bottles and packs, to conduct a light-equipment five-kilometer test."

Liu Xiaotian picked up a backpack, weighed it, and found it about fifteen kilograms, which fits his current training needs.

As the training instructor of this newly formed women's special forces team that hasn't even had time to be named, Tan Xiaolin finally couldn't help but shout angrily.

Although he is now the instructor of this women's special forces team, after all his rank is displayed there; in the larger unit, officers seeing a second lieutenant's rank must actively salute.

Fact proved his worry was completely unnecessary. Originally He Zhijun and Fan Tianlei planned to explain everything clearly before leaving, but Liu Xiaotian, as soon as he arrived, performed a farce of cutting hair, so these two didn't want to stay longer and simply left.

Especially Tang Xiao Xiao, I don't know if she came straight off the stage and was sent here; her makeup was heavy, not to mention the fake eyelashes washed off by water, the diluted eyeshadow streamed down her cheeks, and in no time she became a big painted face.

On the first floor's equipment room, all kinds of training equipment are complete, and they are arranged very neatly, spotless, without a speck of dust.

After taking out eight backpacks in two batches and placing them at the building entrance, Liu Xiaotian stood in the yard and carefully observed this camp belonging exclusively to the Thunder Strike Team, feeling somewhat puzzled.

Only after the mud on the eight people's bodies had been mostly washed off did Liu Xiaotian turn off the water, walk up to them again, and say in a low voice:

Liu Xiaotian, who had not yet 'figured out the environment,' chose that two-story small building and walked over.

His enthusiasm made Liu Xiaotian feel somewhat unaccustomed.

"I would like to ask, if I need training equipment or weapons, where should I go to get them?"

"Instructor Liu, right? Hello, I am the logistics officer of the Thunder Strike Team, my name is Fan Yong."

But, it had no effect.

Looking at the backs of the named female soldiers gradually running away, Liu Xiaotian finally let out a long sigh of relief.

"Liu Xiaotian, you're going too far!"

"Logistics Officer Fan, hello, I am Liu Xiaotian." Just as he entered the door, he met face-to-face a young military officer wearing a second lieutenant rank on his shoulder, thin but with sharp eyes.

However, what greeted them was an 'open-air bath,' and moreover it was cold water.

In this courtyard there are only four small buildings total, the tallest five stories, the shortest two stories; from the appearance you can tell that the two-story one is definitely the office building.

I don't know if it's fear of Liu Xiaotian, or because being soaked and blown by the wind is really cold; anyway, this time no one raised an objection, they all honestly ran toward the barracks.

Liu Xiaotian gratefully smiled at Fan Yong: "All right, Logistics Officer Fan, thank you, you go ahead and be busy, I'll go take a look."

The water pressure was strong; the mud on the eight women's bodies hadn't had time to dry before being washed away.

If the training is too harsh and causes someone to get injured, then that would be his responsibility as the instructor.

Just…… a bit embarrassing.

"The armory is at the end of the left-hand corridor on the second floor; if you need ammunition, you must apply in advance to the brigade headquarters; the remaining training equipment is in the nine rooms on the left side of the first-floor corridor, all kinds of training gear, doors unlocked, you can come and take anytime, just remember to bring it back."

Now, these three teams, each top-tier in their respective 'fields,' have actually come together.

Although it's summer, just being doused with cold water gave them a 'chill to the bone'; the wind blew, and the eight female soldiers still shivered from the cold.

Liu Xiaotian didn't even bother to say a word; the powerful water stream kept spraying continuously on them.

But it's not because he worries he can't control these female soldiers; rather, he worries whether his training method and intensity are suitable for these female soldiers who at first glance have not undergone strict training.

If it weren't for this worry, his earlier demand wouldn't have been just a light-equipment five-kilometer test with water bottles and packs.

Fan Yong quickly stepped aside and pointed to the stairs, his friendly smile as if he had just met a long-lost brother of his own.

Fan Yong's first impression of Liu Xiaotian was—that of a qualified logistics officer.

This is also a normal reaction after cross-dressing.

If it were just him and the eight female soldiers here, wouldn't that be a bit too far-fetched?

This should indeed be the Thunder Strike Team, but surely they wouldn't all participate when carrying out a mission, would they?

As soon as they met, the other party enthusiastically came forward and extended his right hand to Liu Xiaotian:

Before this enthusiastic logistics officer could speak again, Liu Xiaotian immediately asked:

If following the plot of 'I Am a Special Forces Soldier: The Blade Drawn,' the Red Blood Cell Group is the strongest special forces team of the Wolf Fang Special Forces Brigade; but in 'I Am a Special Forces Soldier: Fire Phoenix,' it is the Thunder Strike Team and the later Fire Phoenix Women's Special Forces Team that are the protagonists.

Moreover, according to the system's meaning, this Thunder Strike Team and the newly formed Fire Phoenix Women's Special Forces Team should be the 'product' of the system's impending upgrade, as the Level 2 script world gradually merges with the current Level 1 script world.

If that's the case, then the Thunder Strike Team's rank should be higher than that of the Red Blood Cell Group, right? Otherwise, why would they have such an independent courtyard?

Before he could figure out this relationship, the thirty minutes had already passed.

Exactly on time, the eight female soldiers led by Tan Xiaolin appeared from the three-story building bearing the temporary sign 'Women's Special Forces Team Dormitory,' lining up in front of Liu Xiaotian……

(End of chapter)