"Hahaha..."
Hearing Fan Tianlei's words, everyone couldn't hold back their laughter.
Unlike others' joy, Li Erniu looked bitter at this moment.
He probably felt at least ten thousand 'grass mud horses' galloping madly through his mind.
Hearing everyone's laughter, Fan Tianlei's expression immediately turned serious. "What are you laughing at?"
The next second, Fan Tianlei's gaze fell on Li Erniu, who looked a little off. "Li Erniu!"
"Here!" Upon hearing his name, Li Erniu reflexively stood at attention, his gaze fixed straight on Fan Tianlei.
Chen Shanming spoke up then, "Have you all understood what the Chief of Staff said?"
"Understood!" Li Erniu immediately replied.
Then, Fan Tianlei added sternly, "I warn you, don't let me find out you're hoarding items. Remember?"
The crowd shouted in unison, "Remember!"
Hearing this, Fan Tianlei and Chen Shanming left Li Erniu's dormitory.
Everyone watched them go.
After a long while.
"Hahaha..." Everyone surrounded Li Erniu and burst into laughter.
He Chenguang waved his hands, "Throw them away, throw them all away!"
Hearing this, Li Erniu looked pitifully at the pile of pickled vegetables that had formed a small mountain in his backpack and wailed, "This... what should we do?"
Song Kaifei took a pack of pickled vegetables from Li Erniu's backpack and said, "What else can we do? Throw them away!"
Hearing this, Li Erniu looked very reluctant. "Throw them away? What a waste. I just love eating this."
Li Erniu came from a rural family and had developed a habit of thrift and frugality since childhood. Seeing such good pickled vegetables now, he really couldn't bear to part with them.
He Chenguang also took a few packs of pickled vegetables from Li Erniu's hand. He pouted and said, "I quite like eating them too."
Xu Tianlong also came over. "Yeah, if we're really out there, who knows what we'll eat!"
As he spoke, Xu Tianlong also took a pack of pickled vegetables from Li Erniu's hand and looked at it.
Seeing everyone's conflicted expressions, Song Kaifei, who was on the side, also took a pack of pickled vegetables from Li Erniu and said, "In my opinion, we should just eat them directly!"
Wang Yanbing heard this and looked at Song Kaifei strangely. "If you eat dozens of packs of pickled vegetables in one go, are you crazy? Do you know the consequences?"
Song Kaifei looked at Wang Yanbing with confusion and said, "Just eating pickled vegetables, what consequences could there be?"
Wang Yanbing frowned and said to Song Kaifei indifferently, "You'll drink a lot of water!"
"You'll die of saltiness!" Hearing Qin Feng's words, Li Erniu looked suddenly enlightened.
"That's right!"
At this moment, Qin Feng, who was on the side, suddenly said, "Why don't we... hide them?"
"Hide them?" Song Kaifei put down the pickled vegetables in his hand and asked confusedly, "Hide them where? The Chief of Staff is as sharp as a monkey. Can you hide it from him?"
"Hey, your brain isn't made of pig's brains either. There are always more solutions than difficulties. We are special forces," Qin Feng retorted directly.
When Qin Feng said this, everyone present instantly understood.
Song Kaifei looked at him seriously and said, "Captain, you're essentially smuggling pickled vegetables."
Qin Feng's expression also turned serious as he looked at him. "That's right! Our mission this time is to smuggle pickled vegetables!"
"Ah?" Song Kaifei's eyes widened instantly!
He Chenguang, Wang Yanbing, Xu Tianlong, and the others also looked at the pickled vegetables in Li Erniu's backpack with unfriendly eyes.
...
In country A, South America, under the reception of a school bus, the Red Blood Cell Special Operations Group of the Yan Kingdom's special forces arrived at the Warrior School.
Warrior School: Located in the tropical jungle of Venezuela, it is a world-renowned special forces training center. It is operated by the world's largest private security company, 'Blackwater.' Special forces from various countries are sent for training. Although the operator is a private company, judging by the scale of the school and the fact that countries send their best special forces for training, its rigor and formality are evident.
The Warrior Academy, also known as the Hunter School, focuses on armed swimming and underwater training. During the assessment period, if a student fails the sea-specific training, they will be eliminated midway. Furthermore, students are prohibited from addressing each other by name, rank, or position; everyone is assigned a random numerical codename.
Led by Qin Feng, the group marched into the school in an orderly formation.
Soon, their appearance attracted the attention of trainees from other countries.
"Oh, look quickly, it's the Yan Kingdom's army!" A foreigner with blonde hair and blue eyes pointed at Qin Feng and his group approaching them.
The next moment, all the soldiers from various countries who were training on the field stopped their actions and uniformly turned their gazes towards Qin Feng and his team.
"Look, these are Yan Kingdom soldiers!"
"Ah, they are the Yan Kingdom's soldiers? They look so weak!"
"Tsk tsk..."
Soldiers of various complexions cast their eyes on Qin Feng and his team, with mockery, disdain, and also curiosity.
Qin Feng glanced at them. Although his heart remained unfazed, as a soldier, he understood that in the military, strength reigns supreme.
To earn respect, one must first conquer others with formidable strength. And it was understandable to be underestimated due to physical differences.
Just then, a burly soldier with yellow skin and black hair, seeing Qin Feng's group, walked directly towards them.
"Chenguang!" The newcomer looked very robust, with a hearty smile on his dark face. He recognized He Chenguang standing in the formation at a glance.
Seeing someone greeting his team, Qin Feng and the others immediately stopped.
He Chenguang was clearly taken aback, and then surprise appeared on his face. "Uh, you're Chai!"
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Chai immediately clasped his hands together and performed a unique greeting of their country towards Qin Feng and his team.
He Chenguang immediately turned to Qin Feng and reported, "Report, Captain, he is my former opponent, the Muay Thai master Chai!"
As He Chenguang introduced himself to everyone, Chai immediately stood at attention and saluted Qin Feng and his team. "Greetings, sir!"
"It's a pleasure to meet you!" Qin Feng smiled slightly and extended his hand towards him.
Chai shook his hand with great etiquette, and then Qin Feng increased the pressure. Chai frowned, looked at Qin Feng, who remained expressionless, let out a cold snort, and no longer held back, also began to increase his strength.
The strength in their wrists collided, producing crackling sounds.
After a while, beads of cold sweat appeared on Chai's forehead. He looked at Qin Feng standing opposite him in shock, only to find that his face remained calm.
He was too confident in his own strength, so confident that he couldn't believe the pain in his hand was real.
But everything was telling him it was real. The force from the opposite wrist felt like it was crushing his right hand.