Chapter 76: Amazing New Skills (Please Favorite, Please Recommend)

A green-skinned train.

Qi Hui wore a green military uniform, sitting by the window, silently watching the scenery outside.

In his ears were the noisy voices of young men; the entire troop train was filled with new recruits, all in the prime of their youth, wearing red flowers on their chests.

Compared to them, Qi Hui felt like an old man.

At the beginning, he and old Ling had traveled comfortably to Su Province in first class on a plane.

But after meeting up with the production crew, they were changed into military uniforms, their personal luggage was confiscated, and they were thrown directly onto the troop train to become new recruits.

They were truly being treated like new recruits for training.

Old Ling was the same; before they parted, he looked depressed and told Qi Hui that if he had known it would be this strict, he wouldn't have come.

But there was no turning back now; if he really insisted on leaving, he would be a deserter.

In the entertainment industry, Qi Hui remembered that the one who had truly been a deserter was that Nie Yuan.

He had played Zhao Yun in the new version of *Three Kingdoms*, and also played that Eunuch Zhao in *Brotherhood of Blades*.

That was the one who went "Bala" Zhao Jingzhong.

Beside him, new recruits kept casting curious glances at Qi Hui.

Qi Hui was different from them; he had no red flower on his chest, and he was slightly older.

Compared to Qi Hui, they were the ones who were truly innocent and naive.

After all, these were all young men around twenty years old.

However, they didn't dare to move around, as the veterans were watching them with expressionless faces.

The troop train sped along, and before long, they arrived at the station. Qi Hui followed the recruits into formation, boarded a bus, and finally, the bus brought the many recruits to a camp.

The veterans welcomed them, took roll call to assign squads, and they entered the barracks in formation.

By the time everything was settled, it had already turned dark.

The squad leader they had just met was kind and amiable, taking everyone to the canteen to eat noodles.

Dumplings upon arrival, noodles upon departure; this was the custom.

If they were new recruits joining a company... after eating the welcome noodles and experiencing the care of the old squad leader, tonight would be a midnight surprise alarm + a wild five-kilometer run.

Of course, the new recruits who had just entered the military camp didn't have these programs yet.

The next day, after the new recruit mobilization meeting was over, training officially began.

"From today on, I am your squad leader!" a burly man with a dark face roared with a straight face: "We met yesterday, but today I will introduce myself again. My name is Yan Pengze."

"During the training period, I will teach you to the best of my ability, but if anyone dares to slack off or fails to complete the training, don't blame me for being impolite... I'm talking to you! Why are you looking around?!"

"Do you want to get promoted right now?!"

The thunderous roar exploded in the ears of Qi Hui and the others.

Everyone was silent as cicadas in winter, their faces turning pale, not understanding why the kind and amiable squad leader from yesterday was now so fierce and terrifying.

Coupled with the finger-sized scar on his face, a frightening aura instantly surged over them.

Ding~

[Host has come into contact with special forces soldier Yan Pengze. You have received two lottery chances. Would you like to draw now?]

Special forces soldier... Qi Hui was first startled, then even more shocked.

To actually receive two chances at once; this was the first time such a situation had occurred.

"Draw!" Qi Hui immediately thought to himself; he wanted to see what skills he could brush from this special forces soldier.

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the skills: Killing Intent, Artillery Proficiency (small and medium caliber under 122mm)]

Hiss... Qi Hui gasped; why could Artillery Proficiency and Killing Intent appear on the same person?

Could it be that he once executed enemies with artillery like the British?

No... holy crap? He has actually killed people?!

Qi Hui was truly shocked this time.

He knew the military was full of hidden talents, but was this too full of hidden talents?

"I know you all have various different identities," the dark-faced squad leader roared: "But here with me, there is only one identity: new recruit!"

"Whoever dares to disobey orders again, don't blame me for being impolite!"

As he spoke, he glared fiercely at Qi Hui.

Qi Hui's expression changed; he felt like he was facing a wild tiger, as if that thing would pounce at any moment to tear him to shreds.

He subconsciously looked away, only to see another person with a pale face, who was even a bit older than him.

Ostrich... no, was it the actor Bai Zhenhua or Deng Zhenhua... that's not right either, this seems to be the character's name.

In any case, like Qi Hui, he was an actor.

It seemed he was the one who had just been scolded.

"Now, everyone listen to the order, turn right!" the dark-faced squad leader roared: "Three-kilometer run, start!"

At the command, none of the new recruits dared to hesitate any longer; they immediately turned and began to run, swarming off into the distance.

The dark-faced squad leader flashed a few times and ran to the front of the line to lead, while a deputy squad leader watched from the back.

It wasn't just Qi Hui's squad; the other squads were running just as frantically.

Next was standing in military posture, formation and marching training, and they weren't even allowed to stop during the lunch break, as they had to learn how to organize their living quarters.

After the lunch break ended, there was physical training.

After a full day, Qi Hui already felt his muscles starting to ache.

He worked out often and considered his physical endurance to be not bad, but he still couldn't quite handle this level of training.

When dinner was served, Qi Hui was famished, and after the order to eat was given, he began to wolf down his food.

He remembered when he first entered the construction site; he was about the same as he was now, eating ravenously as soon as it was mealtime.

In the morning, he would gorge on steamed buns and meat buns; at noon, he would stuff himself with fast-food chicken legs.

In the evening, he would have some barbecue skewers and beer to reward himself for a hard day's work.

By midnight, he would add two packs of instant noodles for himself.

He had to eat like that; as a newcomer, everyone would order you around, and you'd be exhausted.

In less than half a year, his abs were gone, and his belly had begun to take shape.

Recalling these things, Qi Hui slowed down his eating speed; he couldn't let his abs disappear again.

At the dining table, the kind and amiable squad leader had returned, constantly putting meat into the new recruits' bowls, urging everyone to eat more so they wouldn't go hungry, and even helping them add more rice himself.

You couldn't say he was exactly the same as the murderous dark-faced squad leader from the daytime, but at least you could say they were worlds apart.

"Damn it... who trains people like this..." On the way back to the dormitory, someone muttered in a low voice. Qi Hui took a look and found it was that actor, the one who played the Ostrich.

"Don't worry, it won't be like this tomorrow; today was just a show of force."

Someone said with certainty, appearing to be very knowledgeable.

At the company headquarters, several squad leaders and the instructor gathered together.

They smoked and chatted.

"How were those actors today?" the instructor asked.

"Not bad," the dark-faced Yan said with a smile: "I have one in my squad who is pretty good; his physical fitness and military posture are above average, and he is very obedient to orders."

"But there's one who isn't very good; he has too many habits from the outside, so I gave him a scolding."

"I have one on my side who is about the same; I scolded him too."

"Didn't they say there were people from our military region's art troupe? Why don't they look like they're from an art troupe?"

"There's one who even talked back to me; I almost beat him up."

"Me too!"

Several people spoke up one after another.

The dark-faced old Yan muttered: "What do you think the higher-ups are thinking? Why throw actors into the military? Isn't this just messing around?"

The instructor glanced at him and said patiently: "Old Yan, don't always think about fighting and killing; sometimes, although struggles don't involve bloodshed, they are still cruel."

"If we don't occupy the position of public opinion, someone else will."

"This is also a manifestation of combat effectiveness."

The dark-faced old Yan rolled his eyes: "You're the one in political work; I can't argue with you."

"Then how about we spar?" the instructor said with a half-smile; he still knew a little bit of martial arts.

"Uh... never mind." The dark-faced old Yan immediately chickened out and said: "You know what my physical condition is like."

The instructor was silent for a moment, handed him a cigarette, and lit it for him.