Chapter 9: His Skill Amazed the Audience

Liu Xiaotian didn't know when he fell asleep, but when he got up the next morning his spirits were absolutely full and his physical functions were in peak condition.

It seemed that yesterday's combat and shooting assessment had no effect on him whatsoever.

In fact, over the past ten or so days, Liu Xiaotian had already noticed the changes happening to his body.

Although completing the system's training tasks left him exhausted each time, a single sleep would restore him to normal.

Moreover, both his muscle strength and physical toughness seemed to show a noticeable increase after each waking.

For example, his first task—single bar three exercises—when he first completed it he was so tired he couldn't lift his arms, but the next day he could finish more than ten times the required amount without even breaking a sweat.

Looking at it this way, the so-called assistance system really wasn't just playing with him; the effect was right there, leaving Liu Xiaotian no choice but to believe it.

Now he no longer resists the tasks issued by the system; in fact, he even looks forward to them.

Actually, this is normal—since putting on this military uniform, who would want to be a useless soldier?

Besides, what young man hasn't dreamed of wearing a green uniform?

Of course, this green has nothing to do with the color on top of his head or the green that concerns a man's bottom line! Although Liu Xiaotian is a transmigrator and still hopes to return to his original world someday,

After all, his relatives are still there.

But that's still a matter with no chance of happening.

After washing up, Liu Xiaotian, as usual, went to the equipment area downstairs and went through the single and double bar exercises one through four in order.

Now this has become his daily warm-up after getting up, hardly counting as training.

While he was exercising, Peng Donghai was looking on from the window upstairs in slippers, a smile he couldn't hide tugging at the corners of his mouth.

Although everyone knew that this company commander had basically left Liu Xiaotian to his own devices, paying him no mind, after all he was a soldier of his Sixth Company—yesterday's assessment, he could be said to have finally vented his "ill feelings" completely.

Now, at least until the Sharpshooter Fourth Company produces another soldier who can surpass Liu Xiaotian, Gong Jian shouldn't dare to slap his shoulder and shout "Old Six" so brazenly.

Damn, having someone step on his shoulder for so long, the feeling of turning over and singing like a serf is simply wonderful! Right now, the only thing he needs to worry about is Gong Jian trying to undermine him.

But he had made up his mind—no matter what, he wouldn't let him succeed! Peng Donghai's guess was spot on; Gong Jian was indeed aiming at Liu Xiaotian, and he wasn't hiding it at all.

As the instructor of the Sharpshooter Fourth Company, Gong Jian was truly eager for talent when it came to such gifted marksman-level soldiers.

But this had nothing to do with pursuing personal glory; he simply wanted the banner of the Sharpshooter Fourth Company to remain forever red!

A company tasked with training snipers, if it lacked the regiment's, brigade's, division's, or even army's best shooters, what would set its instructor apart from those of other companies? After breakfast, as Liu Xiaotian and Cai Xiaoxin walked toward the assembly point, Gong Jian happened to knock on the regimental commander's office door.

"Come in!" Kang Lei's voice boomed.

He pushed the door open, stood at attention, and saluted—his movements were absolutely those of a model soldier.

"Reporting to the regiment commander, I have a matter to request guidance!" Gong Jian said solemnly. "You don't need to say it; I can answer you right now—this soldier, you can't take him away!" Kang Lei cut him off bluntly, swallowing Gong Jian's words before he could speak.

"But regiment commander……" Gong Jian's face flushed as he was about to explain, when Kang Lei impatiently waved his hand:

"No need to say anything else; I've already said this won't work—that is, it definitely won't work.

As the regiment commander, would I not know how to allocate? Your Fourth Company trains marksmen and snipers—I assign all soldiers with relatively better aptitude to you Fourth Company, not for any other reason but to make the best use of resources and talent! But this Liu Xiaotian, I cannot decide.

"Then I'll go see the brigade commander and chief of staff!" Gong Jian, seeing the matter was hopeless, immediately activated his backup plan.

Unexpectedly, Kang Lei not only didn't get angry because of this, he laughed and laughed happily: "Good, good, good—hurry up and go; if either the brigade commander or the chief of staff signs off, I'll transfer the personnel right away!"

Gong Jian left with a bitter face, while Kang Lei chuckled, stood up, grabbed his outer belt, fastened it around his waist, put on his cap, and went out, preparing to observe today's parachute training field graduation assessment—the final jump for all trainees.

At the same time, Liu Xiaotian and the other soldiers participating in the drill had already boarded the vehicles, heading to the parachute training field ten or so kilometers away.

As for why the parachute training field is set ten or so kilometers away, it's naturally because the camp doesn't have that much space.

Surely we can't park that transport helicopter in the middle of the drill field? There are residential areas near the camp, and the noise from the helicopter's takeoff and landing would surely disturb the locals. Arriving at the paratrooper training field, Liu Xiaotian spotted in the distance the armed helicopter parked on the temporary apron.

To be honest, the model is a bit old, and the noise is so loud that standing within thirty meters of the aircraft with its engines ignited, even shouting face-to-face can barely be heard.

Without an electronic communicator, whether one is inside the aircraft or nearby on the ground, ears and mouth would just be ornaments.

When the soldiers arrived, Chi Hao was already waiting by the aircraft.

Seeing the soldiers arrive, he immediately gestured, ordering everyone to gear up and board at once.

But his gaze remained firmly "locked" on Liu Xiaotian.

Although Liu Xiaotian had succeeded in his previous jump and landed perfectly, who could guarantee it wasn't an "accident"? According to past precedent, by now he should have started cramping in his calves and even be about to turn and run.

In the previous several attempts, Chi Hao had always had people lift Liu Xiaotian onto the plane.

But this time, Liu Xiaotian strode forward, picked up his parachute and breathing gear, donned them without hesitation, and boarded the aircraft.

Looking at it this way… this kid must really have overcome his mental obstacles and fears! Chi Hao felt somewhat relieved thinking that.

Actually, it's not just him—Liu Xiaotian himself thought the same.

Before getting off, he still felt a bit worried, worrying that he might chicken out again right before boarding.

Fortunately, he didn't.

Moreover, seeing this time the transport helicopter that before always made his calves cramp, Liu Xiaotian was astonished to discover a stir of excitement welling up in his heart…

(End of chapter)