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Enduring hardships is the path to becoming exceptional. Initially, Jufeng's understanding of this phrase was limited to its literal meaning, but after enduring severe trials, he became a living testament to its profound truth.
Not long after Chen Tan Hua's departure, Yang Fang hurried back with great excitement to inform Jufeng about the significant honor bestowed upon Yang Chou. Naturally, Jufeng expressed his gratitude once again, until Yang Fang left with a beaming face.
The next day, news of Ju Feng becoming the leader spread like wildfire throughout the territory of the Terrorist organization. It became common knowledge. As a result, whenever Jufeng walked down the street, he received numerous greetings from passersby, enjoying newfound conveniences.
Of course, with fame comes controversy; rumors and gossip circulated freely and often found their way into Jufeng's ears in unexpected corners. Most of it was filled with envy and bitterness, talking about luck and how some had risen from nothing. Jufeng paid little mind to it and comfortably enjoyed the privileges that came with being favored.
During his first week in this place, nothing much happened, leading him to believe that their activities were infrequent. However, once it was his turn to take on the role of a dragon, troubles began to arise.
After escaping danger, Yang Fang rushed to Jufeng's residence.
"What? A Military Exercise? Am I hearing this right? Do we really have that much money? Do we have time to waste on such matters?"
Jufeng couldn't help but chuckle at Yang Fang's recounting of Yang Chou's mission. He had only heard of military exercises conducted by armies; now even the Terrorist group was getting involved—it seemed rather absurd.
Seeing Jufeng's surprised expression, Yang Fang laughed along and explained, "This used to be our tradition alone. My cousin is a veteran, so he has particularly high standards for our tactical training. Now that five teams have come together, thanks to my cousin's initiative, they all agreed to this practice. So whenever there's an issue, we hold a military exercise. Although it's called a Military Exercise, it's not as strict as an actual army; Airburst Shells will be used, but the results don't require quantification—whichever side runs out of people loses."
Upon hearing Yang Fang's explanation, Jufeng began to understand better; Airburst Shells are a type of projectile without warheads that won't harm humans from a distance. It seemed that Yang Chou indeed had a serious military fixation.
However, during peaceful times, no one would want to waste resources unnecessarily. So why was this Military Exercise being held?
Jufeng voiced his curiosity, and Yang Fang continued explaining: "This time it's because our Logistics Team has a batch of weapons that need to be transported back. The five teams discussed it and decided that either we or our old neighbors would be chosen for the equipment. This is the first batch of weapons coming back, so both teams are eager to compete for it."
"Oh?" Jufeng felt waves of excitement at this revelation; Yang Fang's words hinted at much information that he needed to inquire about further.
"The Logistics Team? Did we buy them from a weapons dealer? Could they possibly be cutting-edge technology?"
Yang Fang's face lit up with pride at the question; he leaned slightly forward and lowered his voice conspiratorially: "We didn't buy them; we made them."
Jufeng's eyes widened in shock, his mouth agape in an exaggerated manner, but Yang Fang seemed quite pleased.
After a moment, Jufeng managed to swallow hard and regained some composure, though he already understood the situation deep down.
He steadied himself and deliberately glanced around, ensuring there was no one in sight before he asked uncertainly, "We—made this—?"
Yang Fang smiled and nodded. "The reason our five teams have come together is because we have mastered the technology of weapon manufacturing. The large-scale raids on various planets were aimed at seizing the resources needed for weapon production. Once our logistical support can be delivered continuously, recruiting soldiers and taking this city will be a piece of cake."
Although Jufeng and Dragon Elder had anticipated these words, hearing them confirmed by Yang Fang made Romain's heart tighten inexplicably. The first batch of weapons was about to arrive; the assembly line at the Arms Factory was incredibly efficient, and the second batch would not be far behind. If they didn’t act quickly to stop this, Yang Fang’s words would indeed come true.
Jufeng pondered for a moment and subtly probed, "Yang Ge, building weapons is quite a lucrative endeavor. Why aren’t we in charge of this?"
At his words, Yang Fang's smile faded considerably. "There's nothing we can do about it; we agreed on our roles from the start. The construction and transportation are handled by another group of terrorists, specifically that Bald Donkey I mentioned to you. Only my cousin knows a bit about the Arms Factory and how it operates; no one else is privy to that information."
Hearing this, Jufeng felt a wave of disappointment wash over him. He had hoped to extract the location of the Arms Factory directly but realized that the terrorist organization was tightly sealed off internally. It seemed they would have to wait and see if they could glean any information when the weapons were transported back.
The immediate concern was to secure victory in the Military Exercise; they could not allow the ownership of the weapons to slip away from them.
"Yang Ge, from what you’ve said, we need to put in extra effort for this Military Exercise. I’ll make sure we secure victory for you."
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Two days later, the Military Exercise commenced as scheduled. Jufeng's injuries had nearly healed, and Yang Fang couldn't help but marvel at how quickly Romain recovered. As for Hua Cheng and the others, they had only improved somewhat, so Romain decided not to let them participate.
In the vast Lin Yuan, the simulated battlefield consisted of an expansive plain and a dense forest. The former favored the opposing side; both teams in the Military Exercise had different troop numbers based on a percentage of their total forces, which meant that Yang Chou's side lacked an advantage on the plain where close combat could easily lead to losses.
On the other hand, the forest was their advantage. Yang Chou always emphasized that quality mattered more than quantity in troops, so while they controlled their numbers, they never relaxed their training regimen. Jungle Warfare demanded high individual capabilities, making it their strong suit.
On the horizontal sides of the venue stood the command centers of both armies, solely responsible for observing the entire process to prevent any cheating, without engaging in coordination. It had already been established that the outcome would be determined by the last remaining personnel from both sides, so they could only wait here without worrying about being ambushed at their headquarters.
The total number of participants in this exercise was over a thousand, which was less than one-tenth of the total number of Terrorists. Lin Yuan was prominently displayed, solemn and desolate. Numerous staff members were bustling back and forth between the command center and the venue, clearly busy with their tasks.
The midday breeze was gently lulling, yet none of those present showed even a hint of fatigue. Soon, the first batch of weapons and equipment crafted by the Terrorists would arrive here, and their faces were filled with intense excitement.
The outcome of this exercise was undoubtedly important; however, even in defeat, there was no need to hang their heads low, as it would still be good news for either side.
Only Jufeng and his group were exceptions to this sentiment.
As noon passed, a brilliant firework burst into bloom in broad daylight. With the appearance of the signal, the grand Military Exercise commenced.
(To be continued)
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