Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 997 - 64: I’m Not Specifically Targeting You

Wang Yunxiao returned to the Qilin Army camp at around ten o’clock at night.

The camp was filled with steaming pots of food, hot water, a group of soldiers standing as punishment, and a commander with a face as black as the bottom of a pot.

According to the combat sequence division of the Qilin Army, the Ink Green Qilin Army consists of ten major camps, each with four to five companies, below which are squads and teams. However, the so-called commander isn’t the corps leader; rather, it’s the "battle group" commander formed by the forces of two to three major camps while executing specific battle plans.

In the Previous Dynasty, the position was called the Commander, and before that, it was known as Colonel.

The reason for the commander’s dark face wasn’t because Wang Yunxiao mistreated his subordinates.

It was because over two hundred people actually returned the way they came.

No matter the reason, whether due to physical discomfort or mental imbalance, returning the way you came is passive resistance to military orders. It’s like using the face of the Qilin Army as a shoe pad, trampling it underfoot.

The bravado soldiers love to boast about the most is that there are no cowards here.

But now, there are.

A fully armed 400-kilometer drill, such an order does sound extremely inhumane and unreasonable.

However, when has the military ever been about reason?

You can collapse on the road, dawdle along the way, or even if you get lost, it’s not disgraceful.

But turning back and running? The only thing waiting for you is dismissal.

Tossed aside.

Seeing Wang Yunxiao carrying Wang Ying at the camp gate, the commander growled, "Are you trying to ruin my soldiers?"

But even he had to admit, there was no longer any reason to underestimate this young man before him.

This was a beast.

Even the advanced Iron Sparrowhawks focus on explosive power; they aren’t supposed to endure this long. Yet here you are, walking back without breaking a sweat? Cars need gasoline; what on earth are you running on?

He didn’t understand the true identity of this young man, only knowing he was connected through a Little General.

Apparently, he was a live-in son-in-law of the Mu Family.

Which Mu Family daughter could withstand this kind of stamina? Even Gao Cuilan couldn’t, right?

If he knew Wang Yunxiao was not only the head of the Special Service Section under the Tianmen City Spy Bureau but also the youngest head, he probably wouldn’t think like that.

If the fame of the Qilin Army was carved out from mountains of corpses and blood seas.

Then the brand of the Special Service Bureau was created from piles of demon and evil spirit bodies.

Wang Yunxiao simply smiled, not responding to him. A sarcastic comment to the soldiers would suffice, but showing disrespect to the commander could lead to petty retributions later on.

This ultra-long-range armed drill lasted until three days later when it finally concluded, to be exact, until all the soldiers returned to camp only three days later.

This made Wang Yunxiao marvel at their physical fitness; no one had even collapsed from exhaustion.

The foundation was still decent; the only problem was probably in their minds, the basic educational level wasn’t sufficient.

They originally had brains, but they were forcibly taken away.

An ancient person once said, sitting in the wrong position, the more you do, the worse it gets.

It’s said that those mid-to-high-level officers and their loyal subordinates would be sent to the Northwest, following the road of their Qilin Army predecessors, to build and defend the country in another way.

Considering the speed at which the garrison soldiers recover, Wang Yunxiao thought letting them rest in bed for a day was almost like giving them a holiday.

But he was too kind-hearted to be like those demon instructors, calling them to assemble at midnight, continuing the drill, which was too inhumane.

The next morning at eight o’clock, Wang Yunxiao leisurely assembled everyone.

"Before, I told you I would select one company from those who could keep up with me, but regrettably, you didn’t reach that number. I’m easy to talk to and never force others. Today, I still give you a chance; if you’re not willing to join my unit, you can disperse now and go back to sleep."

After saying this, he waited a full minute, and no one left.

The biggest difference compared to the previous day was that these arrogant soldiers were now much more composed, unable to maintain their pride before him.

Now everyone realized that this young brat was a highly skilled expert with unfathomable strength.

Chen Ming stepped forward and loudly asked, "Instructor, are we continuing the drill today?"

"No, no, I see some of you have worn-out shoes; let’s save some money for logistics. Today, we’ll try something else. I’ve seen your stamina; now let’s see the strength of your upper body."

Wang Yunxiao unbuttoned his shirt, took off his uniform, and set it aside, revealing his chiseled muscles, smiling broadly: "You all know how to wrestle, right? Come at me one by one, and if anyone can make me move a step, you pass. If you can bring me down, I’ll treat everyone to drinks!"

Damn, is he really this arrogant? This kid wants to take on five thousand?

They looked at each other.

And without waiting for them to hesitate, Wang Yunxiao directly took the roster and started calling names: "Liu Dazhuang!"

"Here!"

"Come up!"

A burly man charged forward, trying to emulate Wang Yunxiao by taking off his clothes, but before he could unbutton, Wang Yunxiao slapped him down.

"Next! He Xin!"

"Here!"

When the commander heard the news and rushed over, the field was already full of downed people.

"Damn, a bunch of idiots, got tricked by this kid again."

The commander spotted the loophole with one glance; the garrison soldiers’ strength lies in group combat and resistance stacking. Going up one by one is just futile.

Of course, conversely, if this kid really could defeat five thousand people, his position in the army would be solidified, and no one could shake it.

Could that be possible?

The commander stood by for ten minutes, growing increasingly heavy-hearted.

No one could last a round against Wang Yunxiao. While this was partly due to the absence of mid-to-high-level officers, within the ten minutes, he’d thrown out sixty to seventy people, and this kid wasn’t even slightly winded.

Where did the Little General find this monster?

Wang Yunxiao looked up at the sky: "Too slow, let’s do this, three of you come at once. Don’t say I bullied you with no array formations in single combat, but you should know how to form a three-person array, right? Come on, give me some pressure, show me how tough you really are."

In an instant, three soldiers stepped forward, exchanged glances, and with a shout, their energy linked together, charging at Wang Yunxiao.

And as expected, they lasted no more than ten seconds longer than in one-on-one before Wang Yunxiao casually tossed them aside.

The commander watched, eyes red, deciding to call the Little General immediately and, at any cost, keep this kid around; screw giving him a unit to play with for just a month.

No more games! Letting him continue like this for even a month, and the troops of these two camps would adopt his name!