"Well, I actually don't have any right to lecture others, the world is full of inequality, but at least here, we are all equals. I don't see myself as having more or less than others, and as your substitute instructor, my function is just different from yours. Since I'm your trainer, I must be better than you in some aspects, such as combat readiness, military skills, and fighting techniques. Maybe you all will surpass me in the near future, but right now, you're not there yet."

Feng Yi's warm demeanor vanished as he made rounds around the trainees, hoping to see the fervor he expected in the students' eyes, but he couldn't find it.

He sighs in frustration, "You might not have identified your real position yet, nor know what you truly want, desire — I want to tell you all, that from the moment you put on this military uniform, you are no longer ordinary. Soon, most of us will be heading to the battlefield, where a single mistake can cost you your life."

He paused, "Life, a precious thing, unique and irreplaceable, requires me to equip you with useful knowledge rather than useless theories from textbooks. You need extensive professional training to fortify yourselves, and rich combat experience to strengthen yourselves. But before that, there's a crucial thing each one of you must possess, a soldier's will."

Before Feng Yi could finish, a shrill whistle sounded from the distance, coming from the direction of the Special Forces training field... a few unruly freshmen from their resting period were blatantly provoking them, and their trainers were turning a blind eye to it.

Initially indifferent, several maidens from the Navigation Department started to giggle as soon as they saw this spectacle. They found humor in the situation because the Logistics Department wasn't well-liked.

Feng Yi pointed towards the Special Forces' training area, "Look, what are they doing? Look at those bastards who consider themselves brave, pointing and laughing at you. Doesn't that rile you up? You all might have chosen the Logistics Department for various reasons, but I believe the logistics soldiers are not cowards. There are no cowards in this world, life is already a unique treasure. I don't think there is anything wrong with the path we have chosen to follow, after all, you are much braver than many."

Indeed, joining the army during war times is indeed the greatest testimony of courage, "But our training field is still in a corner, why? They have no reason to be stronger than us, summon your will, your determination, surpass those bastards. Show them anything they can do, we can do better."

As Feng Yi words grew more forceful, he observed every trainee's expression…

With the passage of time, the trainees found that the new instructor was not as detestable as they had thought. In fact, they felt that the new trainer was more sincere, more upfront, and matched their temperament. His words resonated with them.

Right, regardless of the motive, they should not feel inferior due to the different departments they belong to. They too can uprightly say, 'I am a proud logistics soldier'. Damn it, everyone has two eyes and a mouth, who is afraid?

Unconsciously, the hint of desolation dispersed from the team, and a wave of ambition swiftly took its place. The trainees stood up a little straighter.

Those who joined the Logistics Department mostly have parents to take care of, they don't want to be cannon fodder on the frontline. Who isn't afraid to die? But if they had joined the military academy, how many of them hadn't considered life and death? Frankly speaking, they really don't think they are lesser than those bastards in the field troops!

"Perhaps your training intensity will be more than those bastards, but I can assure you, during the training period, I will mold you into an elite force, no less capable than those jerks. Afterward, while they're mocking you, you can challenge them to a duel, and give them a good beating. Now, anyone who wants to quit may step forward."

As Feng Yi spoke, some students did take a step forward, they took a look around… and one by one, stepped back.

Damn it, they couldn't move a foot ahead, the instructor had dug a hole for them. If they take a step forward, they'd never hold their heads up again. But from a different perspective, watching those jerks smirk, their peers were seething inside. If they have to die, then they will die. If they couldn't go to the frontline, they would still endure physical training. They realized that once they understood this life, they could grit their teeth and get through these three months.

Feng Yi's scrutinizing gaze swept over each student, "Can you overcome your own fears?"

At this point, the students were pumped up. As soon as his words ended, a thunderous reply roared out, "Yes!" The enthusiasm suddenly filled the whole training field…

The airborne unit that was still in training, the mobile unit, the mechanical engineering unit, the intelligence unit, the secret service unit, all froze when they heard the roar from the direction of…the loosely formed Logistics Department, had never heard such a deafening roar from their side!

Feng Yi nodded in satisfaction, and then ordered them into the military posture. This specific posture best toughens a soldier's will. His training methods were rather unique, focusing on perfection rather than burdening the trainees with too many exercises, but it couldn't be denied that a posture in itself was a physical exercise. This process was gradual, with chest out, head high, stomach in, and buttocks up.

5 minutes, 10 minutes, half an hour...

Time passed quietly and each trainee was left drenched in sweat, but none of them seemed to have any plans to slack off. During this period, while other soldiers had completed many exercises, the Logistics Department's soldiers remained stationary.

In the midst of the formation, Feng Yi kept encouraging the students to maintain the proper posture...

God knows how much time passed when even Feng Yi had to leave. Only the lonely trainees remains, standing rigidly under the many eyes watching them. The saying, 'The master leads you to the door, the rest is up to you' held here. Feng Yi knew, those stares would work as daggers, stabbing into the hearts of the students, pushing them not to give in.

Feng Yi had many things to do. In this cornerstone process, as a trainer, he must be prepared for the afternoon training session in advance.

Zi Mou, who was in the instructor's office, had been watching everything in the big parade ground. It was hard to believe that a newly-appointed instructor had such a provoking power. She heard their collective roar clearly as well.

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