Chapter 567: Fighting on While Injured, a Commendable Spirit

"Is that so, where's the other person?"

"I'm here!"

A shout came from not far away, emerging from the overgrown grassy area.

Lu Yang and a few others went over and saw Kang Changyi curled up, lying on the ground like a big shrimp.

"What's wrong?"

"I just... tried to chase a car, misjudged the distance, and when I landed I jammed the tendons on my elbow and knee— it hurts like hell..."

"What were you thinking? Both the person and the car were speeding up, and you still chased?"

Kang Changyi rubbed his elbow, his face in pain, and said, "I thought, before Brother Lu chased a spy, he could keep up even in flat shoes; I just wanted to try being brave too."

Zhou Kaidong laughed heartily: "With those short legs, can you outrun Lu? The guy is going to take part in the whole‑army grand competition, representing us Army, while the Navy will beat Lao Wu."

"What, is Brother Lu that amazing?"

"When the whole‑army competition comes around, our cheer squad must get a spot!"

"We also need to put up a big banner with the most eye‑catching words; write 'Dominate the whole army, beat Lao Wu so he can't get new shoes!'"

Lu Yang's smile froze; the joy he'd just felt after a brilliant counter‑ambush was instantly doused.

He almost forgot the whole thing, but that was back when he was in the Army.

Now that he's in the Marine Corps, nobody probably remembers, right?

Besides, wasn't the shoe incident already a closed chapter?

Hahaha, Brigade Commander Feng, what's this red‑side operation? I can't make sense of it.

First they sent a helicopter; now they've gone all the way here just to deliver a head to us.

You can't keep giving us free passes; people will start wondering if I'm bribing you, if you're pulling strings.

In the temporary latrine, a makeshift bathroom cobbled together with a shed behind the Exercise Directing Office, Feng Ming clutched toilet paper and was squatting over a pit.

Zheng Chengfeng barged in, unbothered by the smell, and launched a sarcastic, mocking tirade.

Feng Ming was already furious, and now, with a bout of constipation and the ridicule, he couldn't go any further.

"Zheng Chengfeng, if you need to take a dump, just do it; if not, get the hell out, stop whining."

"I'm not going, I'm just in a good mood, came over to show off, worried you'd disappear after using the bathroom."

"Get out of the way!"

Feng Ming was also infuriated by his petty, self‑satisfied demeanor.

Together, the guy was afraid he'd find an excuse to run away and lose the chance to mock, so he rushed up to land another blow.

Zheng Chengfeng pinched his nose and said, "Come on, push hard, you have to strain when you poop!"

After the encouragement, he told Xiong Yao to wait at the door smoking, and make sure Feng Ming doesn't just run off.

The other side kept cheating—stuffing people in, launching ambushes—so the whole plan fell apart, they ended up shooting themselves in the foot.

At times like this, they might lose face and look for an excuse to leave early; we have to drag them until the exercise ends to witness the blue side's victory.

Zheng Chengfeng had just returned to the Exercise Directing Office when Chief Director Cai Zhengbang praised the blue side's handling.

"Zheng Chengfeng, I'd only heard about this unit's deeds before; now I see it truly lives up to its reputation."

"Whether it's military quality, crisis awareness, handling ambushes, or counter‑attack techniques, they're all excellent."

"At present, this unit's performance, compared with the Second Brigade's Sea‑based Night Tiger, is only slightly lacking—essentially on par; catching up and surpassing is just a matter of time."

Feng Ming, after finishing in the latrine and returning, heard Director Cai's remark.

"Why is there an extra dig?"

"Had I known, I'd have come in a bit later."

He forced himself to sit back down, and Cai Zhengbang also said to him.

"Feng Ming, the exercise has been underway for less than a day, yet the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Battalion has already shown some issues."

"Although you currently hold the overall advantage and the final outcome is still uncertain, these problems need attention and active correction."

Facing the senior officer, Feng Ming naturally didn't dare to joke, and could only acknowledge with a very serious attitude.

"The red side was a bit overconfident when drafting the operation plan; that was indeed inappropriate."

"However, comrade Huang Honghui of the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Battalion had just undergone surgery recently; his physical condition hasn't fully recovered, so some basic mistakes are inevitable."

Cai Zhengbang was surprised: "Huang Honghui is participating in the exercise while sick and injured?"

Feng Ming nodded: "Yes, he's had surgery, and it occasionally flares up; the doctor told him to rest, I also told him not to take part, but he refused, insisting on fighting while injured."

Cai Zhengbang and the staff of the directing department all showed relieved expressions upon hearing this.

No wonder the once‑unstoppable top figure of the Night Tiger has been repeatedly underperforming on the battlefield this time.

Turns out it's because of his injury, so it makes sense; that spirit deserves commendation.

Xiong Yao deliberately asked, "Deputy Battalion Commander Huang, how did you get injured?"

Zheng Chengfeng: "He had a hemorrhoid removal."

Cai Zhengbang: "......"

The directing team: "......"

The atmosphere instantly turned very awkward.

We originally thought it was a battlefield wound, but it turned out to be a cut on the butt.

You two are really too forward; how can such a private matter be spoken of publicly?

Feng Ming kept picking at the insole with his toe, at a loss for words, just feeling disgusted.

Cai Zhengbang tried to smooth things over: "Whether it's hemorrhoid removal or appendix removal, once you're on the operating table it's no small matter; besides, hemorrhoids aren't a disease, the pain is truly terrible!"

Someone asked, "Yeah, yeah, ten men, nine hemorrhoids, that's normal; the pain is still a hassle—where did he have the surgery?"

Feng Ming replied, "At the Big Iron Rod Hospital in the neighboring city, under Director Tong, a fairly famous local surgeon."

The person let out an "oh", silently noting it in their mind; they thought that if they later had to undergo surgery, they would absolutely not go there.

Having a hemorrhoid removed can still keep recurring, impairing combat effectiveness; it's simply a mediocre doctor!

Cai Zhengbang took a sip of tea and immediately said, "The small skirmishes are about to end; from now on we should get serious. So far, the Red side has taken the initiative, yet they're getting some cheap advantage."

"Although the Blue army's counterattack was appropriate, it also incurred significant losses and did not truly cripple the Red side's Night Tiger."

"In the end, who will end up with the prize, who will lose and who will win, is still unknown!"

Feng Ming's gaze was cold as he stared at the screen; he believed his troops would not make the same mistake in the same pit three times.

He believes that from now on, the Red side's chief commander will certainly learn the lesson and launch a fierce attack on the Blue army's positions.

Zheng Chengfeng squinted, a hidden delight in his eyes; from these two engagements, Lu Yang's surprises far exceeded his expectations.

If it were a regular unit, it would likely have been crippled in the first round of air raids; the second ambush would have wiped out the entire army, causing a complete withdrawal from the contest.

But Lu Yang, that kid, remains as steady as an old dog, repeatedly pulling off counterattacks; therefore, Zheng Chengfeng firmly believes Lu Yang will definitely help the Blue army win the drill and achieve the final victory!