Chapter 454: Ma Qing'an Roars in the Test Site, Loses Ten Points!

"The assessment results from yesterday have all been tallied!"

"It was a complete mess—single‑digit scores everywhere, and some even had all points deducted, ending up owing a dozen or so points!"

The next day, on a clearing in the woods outside the city, Lu Yang held up the Score Book and scolded them in a harsh, stern voice.

In the physical‑tactical assessment from the previous day, the last twenty participants in each item were automatically penalized.

Those who performed poorly or made basic mistakes were also deducted points.

Consequently, by the end of the day, the fifty points were almost entirely stripped away.

Even veteran Zhou Kaidong, with his abundant experience, ended up with only eighteen points.

The one who actually owed a dozen points was Zhang Jiaheng, the only person with a negative score among the over three hundred soldiers of the Second Battalion.

Logically, his score shouldn't have been like that, but he unexpectedly messed up the shooting portion.

Because the daytime physical exertion was massive, his arm trembled while aiming, resulting in poor marks.

In a moment of gloom‑induced carelessness, he forgot to clear the chamber when returning his weapon after the assessment and handed over the gun as‑is.

So, when Lu Yang discovered there was still an unfired bullet in the chamber, he mercilessly kicked him in public, berated him at his nose for ten minutes, and deducted another twenty points.

Zhang Jiaheng felt very uneasy, but because the oversight was his own, he had no grounds to protest.

And this only strengthened his resolve to join the reconnaissance unit; he realized his mind had long left the training, drifting with the Military Police's white‑hatted squad to the far‑off clouds.

"The next assessment, also the final one, is a simulated breakout!"

Lu Yang lifted his arm, rolled up his sleeve, glanced at the waterproof watch everyone gave him, and said, "It's now 7:30; the assessment officially begins at 8:00."

"Assessment background: you have just endured a brutal battle, nearly out of ammunition and supplies!"

"You must, before noon, break through the enemy blockade, board a vessel one kilometer offshore, and complete the evacuation!"

"In a moment, a map will be provided; the evacuation route, planning, and arrangements are for you to discuss and decide yourselves!"

"If you successfully breach the siege, reach the shore, and board the ship—or swim to the troops on board—you earn the full fifty points; otherwise, if you fail to arrive or are killed en route, you get zero."

"Report, I have a question!" He Zhen Tao asked first.

"Go ahead."

"Since this is a simulated breakout evacuation, we will inevitably face enemy ambushes. I want to know the enemy numbers, ambush locations, and whether we have weapons and ammunition?"

"Enemy numbers will be a third of yours; ambush locations cannot be disclosed, and as for weapons and ammunition......"

Lu Yang raised the Score Book and addressed everyone: "Your scores are the amount of ammunition each of you holds; as I just mentioned, you have just come out of a brutal fight, nearly out of ammo and supplies."

"However, I can personally and generously give you ten grenades."

Instructor Sun tossed a plastic bag to He Zhen Tao; inside were ten practice paper grenades.

At the same time, a simple smoke‑detection device and a laser emitter were handed out to the group.

The scene left everyone looking at each other, unsure whether this was an assessment or a small‑scale drill.

Zhang Jiaheng's expression was as if he had eaten shit; at that moment he realized he had fallen for the Third Company's "Jack‑of‑All‑Trades" scam.

The so‑called inside information was completely nonsensical, pure nonsense!

And anyone like him who falls for such tricks, believes fringe rumors, spends money on protein‑powder exam tips— they all wear the same look!

"Where's the map?"

"Here."

Lu Yang pulled several crumpled sheets from his pocket.

A few company‑level officers rushed to take them, but when they opened them and saw the contents, they were all stunned.

This was no military map at all; it was clearly a child's random doodle—calling it a children's drawing wouldn't be an exaggeration, and it couldn't be used to discern detailed coordinates.

Ma Qing'an snapped, "This map lacks any clear markings; how are we supposed to find the breakout route and evacuate to the designated point?"

Lu Yang explained, "The map was drawn by a local villager; it only gives a rough idea, and you'll have to explore the rest yourselves."

Ma Qing'an refused to listen, "We only have five hours, the distance is that far, both land and water, plus enemy fire—there's simply not enough time!"

Lu Yang looked at him, smiled, and asked, "Shall I find you a guide, a little flag to lead the way?"

Ma Qing'an stared, blurted out a profanity, and shouted, "You little brat, you've got a big mouth to talk to me like that! Who recruited you into the Iron Foot, who let you ride a motorcycle, your grandma's......"

Lu Yang turned to Instructor Sun and said, "Note it: Ma Qing'an disrespected the examiner, roared in the test site, and lost ten points."

"Dammit!"

Ma Qing'an, furious, slammed the map onto the ground, rolled up his sleeve, and challenged Lu Yang to a duel.

Fortunately, He Zhen Tao and a few other platoon and company leaders grabbed him; otherwise Lu Yang could have deducted another ten points.

No one expected that Lu Yang would launch indiscriminate retaliation; he was ruthless not only to them but also showed no mercy to Company Commander Ma Qing'an.

This made everyone look at him with greater fear and bewilderment, unable to grasp what he had gone through in the past two months to become like this.

Some even wondered whether Lu Yang had fallen under a curse, been bewitched, or possessed, for otherwise how could he be so cold‑blooded and heartless, lacking any humanity.

Lu Yang raised his hand again, checked the time, and said, "The time you're wasting is yours, not mine; this assessment is a comprehensive test of all your abilities."

"Likewise, it tests the command abilities of officers at every level; allocating personnel, choosing proper retreat routes, and ensuring more survive is what you must do."

"Disperse now. When the 8 o'clock whistle sounds, this place will no longer be an ordinary forest but a danger‑filled test ground. Good luck."

After speaking, Lu Yang moved aside, letting Instructor Sun distribute ammunition and supervise everyone donning the drill equipment.

Ma Qing'an, still fuming, also knew the matter was urgent and had to quickly draft an evacuation plan.

He Zhen Tao, relatively clear‑headed, said, "I told you yesterday to brace yourself for a beating; why did you still rush toward the muzzle?"

Ma Qing'an's eyebrows seemed on fire: "How was I supposed to know this kid would actually dare? Your grandma's, I'm furious—enough! Everyone pull out the map, look for common points, pool resources, and discuss the next operation plan!"

The senior officers gathered to devise a countermeasure, while the others methodically equipped themselves.

Just then, someone shouted toward Lu Yang.

"Report, examiner, I have a question?"

"Go ahead."

Lu Yang looked toward that side.

Zhang Jiaheng asked, "My score is negative; I can't possibly return the bullet, can I?"

Lu Yang laughed, "I almost forgot to tell you, your case is special; a negative score means a seriously injured person, who lacks the ability to act and must be carried on a stretcher. Give him a stretcher."

"No problem."

Instructor Sun tossed a stretcher in front of Zhang Jiaheng, completely baffling him.

The others covered their faces, already wishing death.

This Zhang's rotten mouth!

If you don't ask it's fine, at most there's no ammunition!

Now there's an extra seriously injured person, and we have to allocate two people to carry them.

At such a distance we have to swap carriers front and back during the process; it's like one person alone slowing the whole squad's marching speed, increasing their exposure risk and area.

When Ma Qing'an learned this, he was so angry he wanted to smash his head into a tree: "What the hell kind of rule is this, deliberately not letting me succeed, huh? Everything's already messed up, and they still give us a wounded person, as if they're afraid we might evacuate smoothly, afraid we might pass the assessment!"

"I now seriously suspect he's intentionally trying to make things difficult for us, deliberately opposing us!"

He Zhen Tao gave a wry smile, "He represents the assessment side; doing this actually isn't wrong."

Ma Qing'an was speechless, could only go berserk, rush up, and punch and kick a tree, venting his anger!