Chapter 486: Isn't this making things difficult for people?

This is utter nonsense!

Two company commanders, fighting in front of all these soldiers, and even throwing things?

Do you still have even a bit of the bearing of a company commander, or the bearing of a soldier?

Each of you write a written self-criticism, must seriously reflect, and turn it in tomorrow morning! If it weren't for the tight schedule, I'd have you suspended for reflection right now!

In the hallway outside the office, Xiong Yao pointed at Gao Feng and Lu Yang and unleashed a torrent of vulgar abuse, then began to feign impartial inquiry into the cause of their dispute.

After understanding the full situation, he summoned everyone and earnestly inquired about the training intensity.

In the process, Ma Qing'an, He Zhen Tao, and Pan Yuan, these three NPCs, argued forcefully, hoping to relieve pressure on the soldiers.

Xiong Yao, following the script, naturally changed the daily morning, noon, and evening ten-kilometer cross-country run to five kilometers.

All training loads of twenty kilograms were also changed to fifteen kilograms.

This move elicited an enthusiastic response from the soldiers.

Xiong Yao raised his hand to press down, and the scene quickly fell silent.

Training intensity may be reduced, but the training requirements must not be slack.

Yes!

In ten days, I want to see your training results; if there's progress, you can even get half a day off each week.

Upon hearing this, the soldiers became even more excited, all promising to train hard and produce results.

Gao Feng and the others also grew more impressed with Lu Yang's methods; this move truly grasped the soldiers' psychology, greatly boosting their enthusiasm.

Xiong Yao dismissed the troops, had each company commander lead their unit to train, then used a critical tone to have Lu Yang go with him to the office, creating the pretense of a private dressing-down.

Lu Yang won't be punished, will he?

Won't he? You just said writing a self-criticism is enough.

But we really have to thank Company Commander Gao; without him, we wouldn't have this easy life.

Reducing one five-kilometer run each in the morning, noon, and evening means fifteen kilometers less running per day; reducing the load by five kilograms equals a reduction of 120 kilograms over twenty-four hours—it's simply exhilarating!

It's a pure gain! Maybe we'll even get half a day off each week; we must work hard to secure that time off!

Good!

Returning to the office, he closed the door.

Just moments ago, Xiong Yao had been sternly criticizing Lu Yang, but he instantly changed his expression.

He pulled a cigarette from his pocket and offered it to Lu Yang: 'Care for a smoke?'

Lu Yang politely declined: 'I don't smoke.'

Normally, Xiong Yao would have lit one for himself, but seeing as this was Lu Yang's office, he put the cigarette back and smiled in praise.

'As the old saying goes, win hearts with tactics; your move of first suppressing then promoting is clever and effective.'

'Three months is neither long nor short; to make steady progress, periodic rewards are important.'

Lu Yang poured a cup of water for Xiong Yao and handed it over: 'Next week, when you, the chief, announce the good news of half a day off on weekends, the soldiers' training enthusiasm will only rise higher.'

Xiong Yao took a sip of tea and laughed: 'Lu Yang, you truly have a talent for leading troops; honestly, I can't wait to see what this unit will become in three months.'

'Back when you were still in the Army, you invented that novel land trainer and spread sand on the ground to simulate seaside training.'

'At that time, some in the Division thought your methods were unorthodox and mere clowning; but after arriving at the Sea Training Base, the overall level and adaptability of the Special Third Regiment's soldiers were clearly far above others.'

'From then on, I knew you kid had real skill; that old by-the-book training regimen doesn't necessarily measure up to your unconventional methods.'

Lu Yang's unconventional methods are actually grounded in traditional training.

It's more like new wine in old bottles, a variation that stays true to its essence.

If we liken dull training to the married life of an old couple, then these unconventional methods are like various styles of QQ underwear, little props to enhance marital affection.

But ultimately, the soldiers themselves must possess great potential, be daring to challenge, strive upward, and prove their resolve.

If it's a defeated unit that just wants to lie down and retire, even if Lu Yang exhausts all his abilities, he can do nothing.

Xiong Yao set down his tea cup: 'With this procedure, training quality should be fine; just follow the process step by step; you also need to prioritize forming the combat teams.'

'Rapid reaction units differ from regular ones, but some aspects remain the same; whether on mission or exercise, combat teams are the core of the unit, tasked with being the vanguard and first to penetrate dangerous zones.'

Lu Yang: 'Probably just a few days around now.'

Xiong Yao: 'Who are you planning to select?'

Not decided yet.

Are you planning to base it on grades?

The top twenty scores just meet the threshold; ultimately we only need six people.

Xiong Yao pondered and asked: 'Won't that be too few? After all, we have over thirty sets of specialized equipment; a few more wouldn't hurt.'

Lu Yang shook his head: 'The smaller the combat team, the better; six people can be split into two three‑person squads, plus me makes seven, which is the limit I can currently handle.'

'In three months, I must train those six selected individuals into all‑rounders, at least reaching the level of a regular reconnaissance platoon leader.'

'Wow, that's ambitious!'

Xiong Yao was startled: 'Three months, six combat teams approaching reconnaissance platoon leader level; if it really works, in exercises we might truly match the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Battalion.'

Lu Yang shook his head: 'Chief of Staff, you've misunderstood; the six combat team members near reconnaissance platoon leader level, plus a hundred or so sea‑land elites whose abilities are greatly heightened, along with a resourceful you, and an unremarkable me.'

'With such a strong hand, we can't just settle for a draw; after all, the Night Tiger has threatened to teach us a lesson, so we must repay them in kind.'

Hahaha!

Xiong Yao doubled over laughing: 'What an unremarkable you! The more unremarkable, the more hidden lethal intent—it shows you have great determination to win.'

Lu Yang smiled confidently: 'This is our first battle after transferring to the Navy, and also our foothold battle, so we must win splendidly.'

Xiong Yao nodded: 'Before coming, I actually had some doubts about how to win in three months; now my worries are largely eased.'

'Go ahead and do it; I look forward to your performance!'

'And that self‑criticism?'

You don't need to write, let Gao Feng write it for you.

Okay.

Good, my ass!

In the evening, Gao Feng, who was burying his head in writing a self-criticism in the office, upon hearing this news, immediately refused to go along.

He slammed his pen onto the table, glared, and angrily asked Lu Yang.

Why should I write your self-criticism?

The Chief of Staff said it, saying it's just a symbolic procedure.

Even the Chief of Staff can't be unreasonable—this was just supposed to be a perfunctory act, yet now we actually have to write a self-criticism; I haven't written one of these in years! You take care of your own part, I'm busy anyway.

Alright.

Lu Yang pulled out his phone and started flipping through his contacts.

Gao Feng noticed his action and asked, "What are you doing?"

Lu Yang: Call the Chief of Staff, report a bit, say you're refusing to obey.

Gao Feng grabbed him, laughing: "Hahaha, it's just a self-criticism; can't I write it? What's the big deal?"

Hehe, thanks, by the way, do you know where there's an agricultural market nearby?

An agricultural market?

Gao Feng, suspicious: Why are you asking about that?

Lu Yang: To buy some stuff to treat everyone.

I don't believe you, you devil!

Forget it, I'll ask Squad Leader Hong; he'll definitely know.

Lu Yang slipped away, while Gao Feng sat at his desk scratching his head and cheeks.

Helpless, he could only pull out his phone and search for different self-criticism templates.

But suddenly he thought: how could the notes for the two self-criticisms be identical? That's just asking for criticism.

Although it was just for show, since the Chief of Staff had spoken, we still needed to be a bit more rigorous; thus he found He Zhen Tao, hoping he could help.

Then, inexplicably, this task fell to Kang Changyi; simply because he had previously worked as a clerk, written many articles, and his writing was decent.

Kang Changyi held the pen, staring at the paper before him, feeling exasperated: "You can even have someone else write a self-criticism? I'm not a ghostwriter!"

How should I write it? If the self-reflection is too thorough, won't I offend that big boss? Later they'll say I'm slipping in personal opinions, secretly cursing him a couple times.

"My self‑reflection wasn't thorough, I still can't get past the Uncle level, and this damn thing is just way too hard on people!"