Chapter 86: You Damn Dog, No Martial Ethics!

Gao Feng looked around anxiously and quickly explained, "Don't be nervous; we're just sending Lu Yang to the regiment's Sniper Training Team for a short training, he'll be back in ten days or half a month."

Zhou Kaidong was surprised, "Ten days or half a month, isn't that almost the time to transfer to the next company?"

Gao Feng replied, "He still has to take the assessment before moving to the next company; we're just letting him learn more things to lay a foundation for after the transfer."

The Company Commander didn't explain much, because it wasn't necessary.

The notice was issued; just follow the order.

The Third Squad recruits, kept in the dark, felt shocked, envious, reluctant, and surprised all at once.

Especially Kong Long and Ding Tengfei, who had only just gotten their hands on a gun two days ago and hadn't yet fired live rounds.

Lu Yang was sent ahead to the regiment's Sniper Training Team, which is like jumping several ranks at once—going straight from elementary to high school and even getting into the Rocket Squad!

After packing his bag, Lu Yang's mind was still fuzzy; he realized his eyes might be a bit unusual, but he wasn't sure whether it was color weakness or some system effect.

But suddenly, Lu Yang didn't know whether to be happy or not about being sent to whatever Sniper Training Team.

He would certainly be willing to open a new instance, encounter new things, and learn brand‑new military knowledge.

But seeing the Squad Leader and his comrades' reluctant expressions, Lu Yang felt he had to show some reluctance now.

In the end, he's only leaving for ten days or half a month; it's not like he's permanently transferred to the next company, right?

"Assistant Squad Leader, why are you leaving so suddenly? Weren't we supposed to be each other's angels?"

"Assistant Squad Leader, I've got some nitrogen pump hidden; keep it safe. I heard the veterans in the training team are tough; if you can't take it, just take a dose!"

"Assistant Squad Leader, when you're not here, give me the lower bunk; it's too cold climbing up and down in this weather!"

"Lu Yang."

Zhou Kaidong pulled Lu Yang aside and carefully advised, "Going to the training team is a good thing. Though the time is short, you'll truly learn real stuff. Even veterans don't always get this chance; you must seize it."

"And the most important point: wherever you go, you'll be the only recruit. When facing those veterans, you must never be cowardly; the more cowardly you are, the more they'll look down on you."

"If a veteran bully makes you wash his socks and clothes, listen to the Squad Leader… splash dirty water on his face, then give him two kicks!"

Zhou Kaidong's advice left Lu Yang both laughing and crying.

He had thought the Squad Leader would keep him low‑key in life and work.

But instead, the Squad Leader taught him how to retaliate tooth for tooth, violence for violence.

The Squad Leader also warned him that many veterans appear strong outwardly but are weak inside, bullying the soft and fearing the hard; the tougher you act, the less likely they are to pick on you.

Regarding this, Lu Yang had already learned it at the Tuan Bu's small shop, so he wasn't nervous about the training team's veterans.

"I'm a hung‑up reincarnate; can I really be bullied by a bunch of veteran bullies?"

"If I don't bully them, that's already good enough!"

"Alright, alright, let's hurry up."

Gao Feng furtively looked around, as if avoiding something.

Without giving them much time to talk, he grabbed Lu Yang, got in the vehicle, and floored the accelerator.

Just a moment after they left, He Zhen Tao, who had found an excuse to return to the old unit, arrived at the Third Squad with a puzzled expression and asked Zhou Kaidong where Lu Yang had gone.

When he learned that Lu Yang had been driven away by the Company Commander to be sent to the regiment's Sniper Training Team, He Zhen Tao was furious, his anger flaring to the sky.

"Gao Feng, you damn dog, you have no martial ethics!"

"You say you don't miss me, you say you don't crave my troops!"

"What does sending someone to the training team now mean? What are you trying to do? I wanted him to hold a pen, but you make him grab a rifle!"

While driving away from the New Recruit Company, Gao Feng, in a good mood, lit a cigarette.

The closer they got to the next company, the less he wanted to pretend.

He sent Lu Yang straight to the military‑skills training, leaving the Instructor with no track to follow.

If Lu Yang shows even a slight edge in the training team, he'll have to follow a combat path thereafter.

Even if He Zhen Tao uses all his tricks, he can't get this soldier out, let alone assign him to a civilian post.

Because the unit values martial prowess, military officers hold more say and initiative in selecting and training soldiers.

His earlier hasty departure was to avoid He Zhen Tao, fearing he'd be blocked.

Gao Feng, smiling with his cigarette, even handed the pack to Lu Yang, asking if he wanted one too.

After Lu Yang shook his head, Gao Feng lit his cigarette with a lighter and asked, "Lu Yang, tell me, how do you think the Company Commander treats you?"

Lu Yang: "Pretty good."

Gao Feng turned his head, glanced at him, and said, "Just, pretty good?"

Lu Yang corrected, "Very, especially, extremely good."

Gao Feng grinned, exhaled smoke toward the window, and said, "After the next company, come with me to my Armored Seventh Company, become an armed reconnaissance soldier, drive a war vehicle or a tank—how about that?"

Lu Yang: "I obey the organization's assignment."

Gao Feng laughed; the kid was quite clever and sly.

He neither accepted nor refused.

Obeying the organization's assignment means going wherever they send him.

Half‑joking, he said, "What if I sent you to a remote border outpost?"

Lu Yang, curious, asked, "Our regiment's coverage area doesn't seem to border the frontier, does it?"

Gao Feng nodded, "Our regiment indeed has no border garrison, but within our Division there are some border‑defense regiments and companies. They face wind and sun, daily patrols, mosquitoes, rats, ants—very harsh."

"If you're assigned to such a place, would you be willing?"

"I obey the organization's arrangement."

Lu Yang's answer remained unchanged, because it wasn't up to him to decide.

If the higher‑ups truly send him to a scarcely populated border post, then so be it.

Glory lies in the ordinary, hardship in the endless.

When he got there, he studied earnestly and seriously, aiming to take the entrance exam for the military academy as soon as possible.

Gao Feng seemed to know what he was thinking, so he spoke up: "Actually, at your age there's no need to rush the entrance exam. You can learn more professional military skills, and after your fundamentals are solid, you can attend the military academy, which will be far more efficient."

"There's one thing you might not know: the military academy also has a contempt hierarchy."

"Contempt hierarchy?"

"Hmm."

Gao Feng: "The first tier consists of those promoted from the troops; they're truly hardened. Culturally qualified, technically proficient, physically extreme—ordinary cadets are no match."

"The second tier is people like you, Company Commander, who entered as trainee soldiers through the college entrance exam; of course there are special cases, such as being recommended as a martyr's family member, etc."

"This category is similar to full‑time university students: daily schedule focuses on professional courses, with training as a supplement; therefore, their physical fitness and combat skills can't match the veterans promoted from the troops."

"The third category, hehe......"

He glanced at Lu Yang but said nothing.

But Lu Yang spoke up: "The third category is those who entered via the entrance exam but lack physical fitness and solid professional skills?"

Gao Feng nodded: "Exactly. So, if it were me, I'd spend the first two years honing professional military skills, forging a body of copper skin and iron bones, then take the entrance exam for the military academy."

"Have you read 'The School Beauty's Personal Expert'?"

"Company Commander, you also read novels?"

Lu Yang was very surprised.

Gao Feng replied with a calm expression.

In the unit, nine out of ten veterans read novels.

Not for any other reason, because it's the most time‑killing and cost‑free form of entertainment.

Gao Feng continued: "Novels arise from life, surpass life, especially the satisfying points inside that are often universal. Think about it: the male lead is ridiculously powerful, rich, and skilled, yet hides on campus, flirting, showing off, and slapping faces every day. Isn't that exhilarating?"

Lu Yang smiled.

He had said the same to Ding Tengfei.

After all that fuss, the Company Commander is a fellow traveler.

Thus, his favor toward the Company Commander grew considerably.

In fact, the Company Commander's suggestion coincided perfectly with Lu Yang's own thoughts.

The prerequisite for taking the entrance exam for the military academy is that the Conscript stage must include at least one year of service.

Non‑commissioned Officer candidates must have served active duty for at least two years but no more than three, and the age limit can be extended to 22.

That means Lu Yang doesn't necessarily have to register for the entrance exam in the second year.

Learning more military professional skills to enrich and solidify oneself makes one more competitive for the academy and avoids being at the bottom of the contempt hierarchy.

Gao Feng returned to his opening remark: "If you return to the unit, join our Armored Seventh Company as a reconnaissance soldier, I will thoroughly forge your professional skills, provide you with a learning and review environment, and fully train you to become a backbone of the company!"

"Aim to be a Squad Leader for a year, a Platoon Leader after three years, and a Deputy Company Commander after five years!"

Gao Feng's offer was indeed grand and enticing, so much that Lu Yang felt a bit moved.

But he still doubted whether, upon returning, he could actually be assigned to the Seventh Company.

Because the pen the Regiment Commander gave earlier subtly implied another meaning.

Therefore, the returning unit might appear, causing a conflict between the two.

With a mindset of enjoying the spectacle and not shying away from trouble, Lu Yang felt a little excited.

When they turned back, it was raining, and the two of them were tugging at each other in the rain.

Then someone on the side shouted: Stop fighting, stop fighting......