Those logistical numbskulls are really going all out. They're setting a good example for everyone else. Well, if the old soldiers are risking their lives out there, where do the front-line combatants place their faces?

Some things can be tolerated, some things you just have to confront head on. In no time at all, the Field Army began to take off on a long run.

Damn, logistics are moving, field operations are moving, special forces soldiers are following suit, a group of unsatisfied soldiers are falling like dumplings.

With someone taking the lead, other soldiers know they can't back down now. This is not only about personal dignity, but also about the dignity of the instructor. Youngsters are quite irritable these days, no one can stand anyone else. Let's see who the true mules are!

For a moment, countless soldiers, scorched by the sun, are training with an enthusiasm that is unprecedented.

In a short while, the Mecha Department began to practice. Soon after, the Mechanical Engineering Department followed suit. Then came the Airdrop Department, the Reconnaissance Department, the Intelligence Department. Even the Navigation Department, comprised entirely of female soldiers, somehow got roped into the training field to take on the male soldiers, looking flustered and panicked.

However, depending on their specialties, the female soldiers of the Navigation Department will mostly serve their tenure in the Space Fleet, similar to logistics soldiers, physical training wouldn't take up too much of their time.

The difference is, the logistics team consists of both men and women, while the Navigation Department is composed entirely of women. It sparked a lot of discussions. In other words, if a navigator doesn't do physical training, nobody would say anything, but if logistics did, it would inevitably stir up gossip. It's fine during peaceful times, but during wartime, these second-line soldiers are clearly disliked.

However, today, the logistics team has shown a completely different side to them. Looking back, when have we ever seen such a striking sight from these old soldiers? Their faces are filled with determination, their immature faces drenched in sweat. They've already run 5 laps around the big field. Female students with poorer physiques have already turned pale. They've fallen time and time again, only to be helped up by their comrades. This scene shouldn't apply to logistics soldiers, and yet, the undisputed fact right before our eyes is that they've proven their will through their actions. Who managed to turn this group of lax soldiers into this in just two days, and what methods did he use?

Undoubtedly, it was Feng Yi. He's demonstrated the leadership ability of this new instructor from a different perspective.

While in awe, the other instructors couldn't help but feel curious. Who the hell, having been a soldier for so many years, hasn't worked to the bone, and I haven't heard of any new official being able to train students into such submission, as if they've met their long-lost father?

The more I think about it, the more far-fetched it seems, might as well not think about it. The chorus of scolding continues from the instructors' mouths: "Hurry up, don't fall behind, the slowpokes over there better catch up quickly. Yes, I'm talking about you guys, train well today, I'll let you guys have half a day off tomorrow."

Damn, after all the years I've spent on the battlefield, where do I put my face when I'm overtaken by a new instructor? This isn't just about the training itself anymore, it has turned into a competition of oppression between instructors.

At this moment, Feng Yi seems to be relaxed. There's no denying that the quality of front-line soldiers far exceeds that of the logistics team. However, a positive attitude also plays a crucial role. One is actively attacking, the other is passively defending, and the outcome can be judged by comparing the two. Humans are odd creatures. Once they're motivated, that power will push you forward like a raging wave. It's a process of going from quantitative change to qualitative change, all that's missing is time.

However, physical enhancement needs to be gradual. Skinny people can't become fat instantly, just as fat people can't lose weight in a single day. Feng Yi will compress this time into a number and just maintain the rest.

"You seem pretty relaxed for an instructor." Grand smiled as he walked under the sunshade. Apart from Weirbo, this famous federal mechanic maintained his politeness to everyone he met, "May I sit down?"

"Hehe, please do."

Nodding his head, Grand couldn't help but marvel at Feng Yi's abilities. Indeed, wherever this youngster is put, he shines. "It seems that everyone is very enthusiastic about their training. What are your plans for the next training session?"

"The plan is still being developed. Shall we put military skills second?" Feng Yi put down his physics magazine, sat up straight and said uncertainly: "I believe that basic quality is of the utmost importance. I plan to spend half a month strengthening their hardware." He shook his head. Everyone simply wanted to have more bargaining chips on the battlefield, and having those would be a guarantee for life. After examining his heart, Feng Yi himself was uncertain whether his training method would be truly suitable for everyone.

Grand silently nodded his head without saying a word. His thoughts might be too narrow. Maybe bringing Feng Yi back to the Solar System could hinder his growth. As the saying goes, "Time and circumstances create heroes", letting Feng Yi grow naturally in the army may not be a bad choice. Today, Feng Yi has already proven his personal abilities in his own way.

Grand didn't know how this young man did it, nor did he want to. All he needed to know was that this was the child of a teacher. Sometimes, he wanted to give Feng Yi more help, but upon careful thought, this might actually impact Feng Yi's development trajectory.

Before he knew it, Weirbo had already come running with a gleeful face. Feng Yi discovered that wherever Grand was, this old man was never far away.

Jokingly speaking, in Weirbo's own words, he would never let Grand take advantage of the situation. He hadn't imagined that by placing Feng Yi in this position, he would not only see the hidden danger in the training reform plan in the first instance, but also create such a huge wave during the training period. He hadn't misjudged the situation, but rather had found a treasure.

"Hahaha, young people should be full of vitality." The old dean was now glowing with vitality, looking much younger. After running to the training field, he didn't forget to specially order a communications soldier to bring a box of energy drinks. He could order as many as he wanted, and the training method could be changed at will. After all, the group of logistics soldiers are here for Feng Yi to experiment with. If the results are good, they will fly high, if not, it's never too late to make a plan. Who would have anticipated such perfection? This has far exceeded Weirbo's expectation.

Weirbo liked Feng Yi even more as he looked at him. Dammit, it would be incompetence on part of the Federation if such an excellent lucky star is not reused. As long as one's eyesight isn't impaired, anyone can see Feng Yi's advantages. This youngster has passed through Wind Thunder's harsh training and is not a person with suspect identity. On the contrary, he is a child brought up by Instructor Lasso. He's been implanted with Lasso's seeds of rectification since childhood. He won't go astray, won't go the wrong way, he has the qualities of that person.

Maybe his future development can even surpass that of that person.

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