Chapter 258: Demon Instructor (1)

As for this, Liu Xiaotian showed no surprise at all, merely giving a soft "hmm" to indicate he understood.

He Zhijun's eyes widened instantly:

"What's wrong with you, kid? I personally came all the way to inform you, precisely because this name was your idea, and the higher-ups have already approved it—why aren't you showing the slightest joy?"

Then He Zhijun lowered his voice: "You kid, aren't you trying to make me a laughingstock in front of these female soldiers?"

Actually, He Zhijun's anger isn't entirely unjustified.

After all, he's a brigade commander who personally came all the way to tell you this news—you can't just brush it off with a perfunctory "hmm". Could it be that your little "hmm" is worth more than those island actresses?

Brigade Commander He has already made things perfectly clear; if Liu Xiaotian still doesn't get it, there's no point talking about intelligence—he might as well discharge and go home to tend sheep.

It's obvious that this young instructor of ours has, to some extent, bruised Brigade Commander He's pride… Yet, not even giving the brigade commander face, this instructor, though young-looking, is indeed completely different from the instructors they've seen before! It seems that training under such an instructor should indeed allow them to learn real skills.

In one, one look `no, one wrong version%!'

Therefore, from He Zhijun's clearly annoyed tone in saying that, one can clearly discern the reason for Brigade Commander He's hurried departure.

As for this, Liu Xiaotian acted as if he hadn't seen anything, standing expressionless by the edge of the mud pit to watch the commotion, like a wooden figure in a field.

In front of these two, they had no chance to fight back; they were thrown into the mud as soon as they engaged, endlessly repeating the cycle of getting up, falling down, getting up again, and being knocked down once more.

Watching He Zhijun's visibly flustered back as he jumped into the jeep, a faint apologetic smile flickered in Liu Xiaotian's eyes.

Really, this guy is too much of a trap.

There's nothing to be done; this kid's acting is just a bit over the top.

He knew that from the start of his exaggerated performance, He Zhijun had already guessed his purpose.

He Zhijun's complexion had already begun to darken at this moment.

The next second, Liu Xiaotian's astonishment escalated, mixed with three parts delight: "Ah?! Is this for real? Thank you, brigade commander, thank you for coming all this way personally to tell me such great news!"

Turning around, Liu Xiaotian's gaze returned to an emotionless calm as he barked: "Attention! Turn right—march! Run—go!"

Left with no choice, He Zhijun took a deep breath and repeated his earlier words: "I say, effective immediately, your female special forces team is officially named the Fire Phoenix, and the higher-ups have approved it!"

"You kid, handle it yourself—if you let me down in the end, don't blame me for turning against you!"

"Whoa..." the female soldiers burst into laughter.

"Alright, alright, I've finished telling you what you need to know, kid; lastly, I urge you: the Fire Phoenix's training must be tightened up—higher-ups demand that within three months, the Fire Phoenix should take initial shape."

What he just did was indeed intentional; strictly speaking, it also counts as using Brigade Commander He.

Having said that, He Zhijun didn't add another word, turned and strode toward his own jeep, shouting at the driver who had already stepped out and was waiting: "Damn it! Next time I see you kid drive the car where it shouldn't be, I'll send you to a frontline company!" But since he had just asked Liu Xiaotian to give him some face, saying anything else now would make him look like he's going back on his word as brigade commander.

For Shen Lan Ni and He Lu, this posed no difficulty naturally—just that the venue wasn't ideal.

Only this time it wasn't prone crawling practice; instead, they were paired up for combat training, and it was real combat from the start.

No matter how you say it, they were all carefully selected; even though their current military quality is still far below special forces standards, their thinking ability and basic emotional intelligence are definitely fine.

The first training session after the Fire Phoenix Women's Special Forces Team was officially named has now begun.

Faced with these female soldiers, who are relatively harder to manage than male troops, he treated the brigade commander's goodwill—coming to inform him personally while also helping him establish authority before these women—as his own tool.

Normally, the basic training that just started would be about physical fitness, but you keep making us wrestle with this mud pit.

"Brigade commander, what did you just say? Sorry, I zoned out and didn't catch that."

Exactly, the first training subject Liu Xiaotian set for them was simply to return to the mud pit.

Training them this way is naturally not out of revenge or malicious intent.

He Zhijun's facial expression showed no change, but in his heart he had already cursed Liu Xiaotian profusely.

During this period, all training matters of the Fire Phoenix are up to you to decide; I merely have advisory authority.

Especially since they are women, they grasp emotional matters even more thoroughly and precisely than men do.

It's just that Brigade Commander He, adhering to the principle of "help someone to the end," didn't expose him.

"Damn it, I let you show off your acting skills here? With such talent, why didn't you go study drama back then? You're seriously wasting your potential here!"

Immediately, Liu Xiaotian stepped back half a pace, his eyes instantly widening to perfect circles, his expression turning into exaggerated astonishment:

Especially Tang Xiao Xiao and Ouyang Qian, who unfortunately became opponents of Shen Lan Ni and He Lu—this isn't training at all; they're just getting beaten up.

He had previously hinted that "the acting is a bit over the top," but this guy completely ignored it, continuing with this extremely clumsy performance.

A few minutes later, the eight female soldiers who had just begun to feel a slight fondness for Liu Xiaotian due to Brigade Commander He's "self-sacrifice" once again felt the urge to press this instructor into the mud and give him a good beating.

However, for the remaining six female soldiers, this is nothing short of devilish training.

Just before He Zhijun left, he had made it perfectly clear: he only has three months to turn these eight female soldiers, who originally had hardly any connection to special forces, into basically qualified special forces troops.

If he doesn't employ some special training methods, and just proceeds step by step, three months—equal to the time for new recruit training—would at most make them qualified ordinary soldiers; how would he then explain himself to He Zhijun?

Therefore, his training must from now on follow the principle of "using strong medicine for a serious illness."

As for whether those eight female soldiers can adapt quickly, that's no longer within his considerations…

(End of chapter)