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"Report, Instructor, why are you telling me to leave?" Middle Parting asked loudly, not looking away.
At this moment, the jungle next to Kuro Sijin held up a roster for him to see. Kuro Sijin chuckled, "Huang Qianli, right? What were you mumbling about in the Formation just now? Do you think this is your Provincial Department? You're so young and already a deputy director; which backdoor did you use?"
"Report, Instructor, first of all, I wasn't mumbling, and second, I didn't use any backdoor!" Huang Qianli replied loudly.
"If you weren't mumbling, then what were you doing just now? Spouting nonsense? Stop rambling and get out!" Kuro Sijin waved his hand impatiently.
"Kuro Sijin, I can leave, but I will report your disregard for discipline and reckless behavior to the higher-ups!" Huang Qianli stepped aside, picked up his bag that had been placed to the side before the assembly, and walked toward the gate.
"Don't let the door hit you on the way out! Oh, I forgot to tell you, there are no cars right now. It's 100 kilometers to the airport, and there might be wolves in the Gobi. Good luck!" He Si Ren said coldly.
"You..." Huang Qianli turned around, unable to maintain his composure any longer, his cheeks slightly trembling with anger. At that moment, the jungle coughed lightly and glanced at He Si Ren. He Si Ren's eyes seemed to blink twice. The jungle walked over to Huang Qianli and gently said, "Come on, I'll take you somewhere to rest for the night."
After exiting the large iron gate and walking several hundred meters along the wall, Huang Qianli discovered a small inconspicuous iron door leading to a small courtyard with several independent guest rooms.
After such an incident, there was no noise at all in the Formation. Everyone was waiting for Kuro Sijin to make arrangements for rest and training.
"It seems everywhere is the same; they usually start with a show of authority," Zhang Yang thought as he looked at He Si Ren's square face. Just then, he heard his name being called.
"Who called Zhang Yang?" Kuro Sijin suddenly shouted loudly.
The result was two voices responding with "Report!"
Zhang Yang and another young man stepped forward simultaneously.
"You both are named Zhang Yang? Which one is sent by the Heavenly Mechanism Group?" He Si Ren asked in a deep voice.
"I'm Zhang Yang, as in ocean," shouted the young man beside him.
"If you're not from the Heavenly Mechanism Group, why are you making noise? Fall in line!" He Si Ren turned his head and looked at Zhang Yang. "You are Zhang Yang from the Heavenly Mechanism Group?"
"Report, Instructor, that's correct!" Zhang Yang quietly gathered his strength; his voice was not loud but carried great penetration. He Si Ren heard it as if it were ringing right next to him.
"You think you can get special treatment?" He Si Ren felt a jolt inside upon hearing that voice. He thought this kid indeed had some skills; he came in quietly yet managed to pull off this move without showing off. However, his expression showed no change at all.
"Report, Instructor, I didn't intend to seek special treatment, please clarify!" Zhang Yang thought to himself, wondering if it was because he was just an intern at the Heavenly Mechanism Group that he wasn't qualified for training, and if Vice President Luo Huasheng had taken a shortcut.
"The Heavenly Mechanism Group has gained quite a reputation in the past two years. Do you think that just because you have connections with the leaders of the training camp, you can get selective training? Only training related to firearms? Do you want me to create a special course just for you? Let me tell you, all training is mandatory, and if I find you displeasing at any time, you're out!" Kuro Sijin spoke rapidly like a machine gun.
"Report, Instructor, I know nothing about this matter; I comply with the arrangements of the training camp! Although it may not be necessary for me!" Zhang Yang replied.
"Fall in! If you're going to comply, then stop pretending!" He Si Ren looked at Zhang Yang with a hint of annoyance in his eyes.
"Excuse me, Instructor, I don't understand what you mean by pretending. Is pretending a synonym for telling the truth?" Zhang Yang smiled and looked directly at He Si Ren.
"Do you want to be kicked out too?" Kuro Sijin seemed somewhat angry: "This is your last chance to speak; think carefully before you answer!"
"I don't want to! Report, Instructor, my arm is a bit sore; can I stretch it now?" Zhang Yang still maintained his smile. After hearing this, He Si Ren was puzzled and thought to himself, what kind of question is that? Could this guy be a coward? Is he trying to ingratiate himself?
"I'll give you one second; hurry up and fall in!" He Si Ren's curiosity got the better of him; he truly couldn't understand what Zhang Yang was trying to do.
It turned out that sometimes having too much curiosity can lead to trouble.
Zhang Yang bent his right arm and suddenly swung it towards Kuro Sijin. At this moment, he was more than three meters away from He Si Ren. He Si Ren felt a fierce gust of wind coming at him; as it reached his chest, its volume suddenly shrank while its density increased, as if he had been firmly slapped.
Kuro Sijin was caught off guard and stumbled back a few steps before falling to the ground. The formation erupted in surprise. Meanwhile, after stretching his arm as instructed by the Black Instructor earlier, Zhang Yang quickly fell in line.
Kuro Sijin quickly got up from the ground, his facial muscles twitching slightly. He understood that this must have been Zhang Yang's doing, but there was no flaw in his actions since he had even reported stretching his arm beforehand. "Where did Luo Huasheng find such a prodigy?" He Si Ren thought to himself: "Kid, if you start trouble first, don't blame me for dealing with you!"
Then Kuro Sijin no longer looked at Zhang Yang and addressed the formation: "All luggage must be submitted, including mobile phones!"
"Report!" At that moment, the tall and dark-skinned woman Qin Wen who arrived with Zhang Yang shouted.
"What is it?"
"Do female products also need to be submitted?"
"Are you a woman? There are no men or women here; there are only trainees—trainees who obey orders!" Kuro Sijin shouted. Qin Wen opened her mouth to speak again but seemed to hold back and ultimately remained silent.
"Report!" At this moment, Qi Shen, known as "Six Millimeters" by Liang Ming, suddenly shouted.
Kuro Sijin initially wanted to wave his hand to interrupt, but after glancing at Qi Shen, he hesitated and said, "This is the last time I will answer questions!"
"Please explain, instructor, why you fell to the ground just now. Otherwise, I will withdraw from this special training on the grounds of your insufficient level!" Qi Shen raised an eyebrow, his sharp gaze filled with pointed questioning.
"Hehe, another one trying to get special treatment. Qi Shen, I know you have a big reputation, but that doesn't mean you can get special treatment! If you want to leave, you can do so right now!" Kuro Sijin seemed to be familiar with Qi Shen.
"I came here and certainly don't want to leave, but what I came for must be valuable. If the instructor's level is insufficient, I obviously don't want to waste my time! Instructor, please answer!" Qi Shen remained aggressive.
"I don't need to explain anything to you! You can now..." He Si Ren said coldly.
At this moment, several fully armed guards returned to Kuro Sijin's side. Before Kuro Sijin could finish speaking, the jungle suddenly shouted "Report!" interrupting him, and then quietly whispered a few words in He Si Ren's ear.
A hint of hesitation flashed in Kuro Sijin's eyes, and then he looked up at Qi Shen and said, "I'll give you one last choice: get lost or shut up!"
Qi Shen glanced at Zhang Yang, frowned, and stopped speaking. He thought to himself: If it weren't for wanting to see what this kid is capable of, I wouldn't be wasting my time here with you, a cowardly instructor.
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