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Yan Three glared at the major fiercely. However, no matter how fierce he looked, he couldn't make the major change his expression. Besides the faint smile on his face, there was nothing else.
Yan Three received his personal number from 250 Ace Mecha Clan and returned to his team. Evil Wind saw that their team leader had changed. They looked at each other and finally stepped forward. Soon, everyone from Evil Wind received their personal number.
The masked major continued, "Since everyone has received their number, I will announce what you will be doing during this period of time. Don't think that everything will be fine just because you received your number. This is just the beginning. If you want to keep your number, you need to work hard. If you don't complete the mission or test, you will be eliminated after three times. Those who are eliminated … "The masked major gave an evil smile." Will be sent back to the medical department and become a talent that the head of the department needs the most. "In other words, they still couldn't escape the fate of becoming a test subject.
The people from Evil Wind were shocked. They were originally angry about changing their numbers but now, they put down their anger and listened attentively. They were afraid that they would miss something and end up being eliminated.
Yan Three was shocked too. However, he was shocked because he was different from his team members. He was shocked because the masked major's plan was flawless. It was too much for his eyes to take in. First, he gave himself a show of strength, causing his reputation to hit rock bottom and lowering his position in the hearts of the team members. Then, he successfully diverted everyone's resentment and anger from being forced to change numbers, making them focus on the next mission.
It was easy to imagine that when everyone focused on how to avoid being eliminated, the anger that was originally condensed from forcing them to do so would slowly disappear with the passage of time until it was completely extinguished.
"From today onwards, your daily mission is as follows."
"You will wake up at 6 am and have breakfast at 6: 15 am. Breakfast will be at the canteen in the logistics area of the camp. If you don't know where it is, please ask for a map from the logistics department."
"I don't care if you are full or not. At 6: 30 am, you must gather at the training ground and do a two-hour weight-bearing run. The weight isn't very heavy. In the beginning, to let you get used to it, you will only carry 15 kilograms."
"After you finish running with weights, you will undergo the 250 Mecha Clan's special extreme training." A malicious smile appeared on the masked major's face again, and he said, "We have another name for this training, which is the Devil's Hell Training. I sincerely hope that you'll have the strength to crawl out of this training ground."
The faces of the members of Evil Wind turned pale when they heard the instructions. They were not sure if they should retaliate or go through the hellish training the other party was talking about. Just the name alone was enough to send chills down the spines of the members of Evil Wind. Of course, the first two hours of running was enough to kill them.
"Only those who complete this series of missions are qualified to eat lunch … I hope all of you can do it. Otherwise, there will be even more difficult things waiting for you in the afternoon … I suspect that all of you will use up all three chances of failure on the first day."
"Alright, it's 8 am now. It's slightly later than the designated time. In order to let all of you get used to it, I will let all of you off this morning. You won't have to undergo the Devil's Hell Training for the time being. As long as you can complete the two-hour weight-bearing run, you will have completed your mission in the morning." Yan Three looked at him suspiciously. He had a feeling that this was a trap. However, he couldn't figure out what was going on at the moment. Yan Three looked at him suspiciously. He had a feeling that this was a trap but he couldn't figure it out.
"Zilong, Xie Yi, bring them to the training ground now," the masked major said to the two medics after he finished his task.
"Why do we have to go?" Zilong asked unhappily.
"That's right, Li Lanfeng. You can't just throw away your responsibility," Xie Yi objected. He still wanted to take off his medic uniform immediately.
"I didn't throw away my responsibility. It's just that our regiment commander asked me to tell you that he will be waiting for you at the training ground." Li Lanfeng laughed at their misfortune. "I heard that you haven't trained for three consecutive days?"
Qi Long and Xie Yi's faces paled. Because Li Shiyu was too busy, they were so busy that they didn't have time to lead the team to the training ground to complete their daily training. At first, they thought that their boss wouldn't notice such trivial matters. They didn't expect their boss to notice it. Not only did he notice it, but he even prepared to come to the training ground to punish them. Zilong and Xie Yi felt that they were going to die today.
"Good luck!" Li Lanfeng patted the two of them on their shoulders and disappeared in the next second.
Li Lanfeng was also very busy. His team also had a mission. His miserable state was no better than Zilong and Xie Yi's.
The cookhouse soldier's job seemed very simple. They just needed to cook some rice and make some soup. However, with such a simple job, these nimble mecha operators almost destroyed the entire kitchen. In the end, they were scolded and looked down on by the old cookhouse soldiers. If the old cookhouse soldiers didn't remember that they were mecha operators, they would have punched and kicked them to teach them a lesson. Oh, I forgot to mention that the old cookhouse soldiers hated wasting food the most.
Just as the mecha operators were about to break down after being tortured by the old cookery soldier's angry stares (There was nothing they could do about it. They just couldn't cook anything that tasted good. The food they cooked was either undercooked or burnt. They finally didn't make these mistakes, but the taste was different. It was either too salty or too bland. Some even forgot to add seasoning. All in all, the mecha operators who operated mechas as if they were eating cabbages were completely defeated when it came to cooking), their savior finally appeared.
Li Lanfeng knew that this wasn't a problem. His team members' confidence was destroyed. He was afraid that after he finished his job, his team members wouldn't even know how to control their mechas anymore. Thus, he had no choice but to do it himself.
Fortunately, Li Lanfeng had the talent to be a chef. The moment he started cooking, he was able to cook delicious dishes. The old cooks all gave him a thumbs up. The mecha operators who had suffered from setbacks all looked at Li Lanfeng with admiration. They didn't expect their team leader to be such a hidden master.
Just like that, Li Lanfeng, who won back some face for their mecha operators, made the mecha operators who were originally unhappy with his weak body finally accept him as their team leader. This was really like the saying, 'Flowers don't bloom when you have the heart to, but willows grow when you don't have the heart to.'
Li Lanfeng was also very surprised by this. Although it wasn't glorious to use such a method to gain recognition, Li Lanfeng didn't mind. According to Ling Lan, as long as it could catch mice, it didn't matter if it was a black cat or a white cat, it was a good cat. Similarly, no matter what method he used, as long as he could gain the recognition of these old mecha operators, it was a success.
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