Chapter 0103: Yuan Lang's Dilemma
Chapter 0103: Yuan Lang's Dilemma
"Ding!"
"Task: Pass Old A's assessment. Progress: Completed."
"Reward: Precision - Intermediate Precision, Precision calibration of firearms within 200 meters."
In a daze, Zheng Yingqi finally heard a voice he hadn't heard in years.
"Firearms, precise calibration within 200 meters?" Zheng Yingqi muttered to himself, then suddenly laughed, "Hey, you, that's an awesome reward!"
Zheng Yingqi felt like he was about to burst out laughing. You're telling me a marksman who can hit any target within 600 meters is talking about accurate gun calibration within 200 meters?
"Ding!"
"Rewards found to be useless; currently being fixed!"
"Ding!"
"Fix complete, reward regenerated: Make a wish."
Please state one wish.
Upon hearing this, Zheng Yingqi, still in a daze, even tried to wake up for a moment, but a mysterious force seemed to keep him in this dazed state—like being in a dream, able to perceive and have limited self-thought, but never able to control his own state.
"I wish there were no more wars in this world?" Zheng Yingqi said weakly, expressing a wish.
"Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!" A series of urgent warning sounds.
Obviously, this was impossible. Zheng Yingqi thought about it again. Fortunately, he didn't have an overly self-centered mindset, otherwise he would definitely have asked if it was possible to help the national football team win the championship...
What other wishes do you have?
Oh right, Wu Liuyi!
Zheng Yingqi then said, "Let Wu Liuyi's old leg injury be completely healed!"
"Ding! Wish fulfilled!"
Then, darkness engulfed everything.
……
Inside the oak grove.
The military doctor anxiously checked the three men's condition.
"You've overexerted yourself and need to rest."
"You've overexerted yourself; take a break."
After examining the two men, the medic finally approached Wu Liuyi. He cut open Wu Liuyi's entire trouser leg and began his examination:
"Fractured lower leg, requires hospitalization; ligaments in the right leg are completely torn..."
The words had barely left his mouth when Gao Cheng's expression changed. He asked nervously, "Medic, are you sure you're not mistaken?"
Wu Liuyi's expression suddenly became empty.
"How could I be wrong?" the medic retorted, then resumed his examination.
"what?"
The military doctor let out a sound of surprise, which only made Gao Cheng, who was standing next to him, even more anxious.
"That's not right... my ligaments were completely torn when I had the checkup... how come...?"
Gao Cheng looked at the military doctor cautiously, wondering what other despairing diagnoses might be on his mind.
"What happened?" The army doctor, not believing it, touched Wu Liuyi's leg repeatedly. After a while, he said awkwardly, "I just misspoke—it's not a big problem, just a broken lower leg. It's not serious, I guarantee it will be fine in three months."
Wu Liuyi looked at the military doctor in disbelief. The doctor, feeling embarrassed by his gaze, said, "You probably ran around too much just now, so I didn't examine you properly. I apologize. I'll give you a thorough check-up when we get to the hospital—I promise you won't hear any bad news."
Gao Cheng, no longer bothering to scold the medic who had startled him, let out a long sigh of relief and slapped Wu Liuyi: "You little brat, you almost scared me to death... You're no trouble at all!"
The last curse seemed more like a scapegoat, someone who was too embarrassed to vent their anger on Zheng Yingqi.
Startled and overjoyed, Wu Liuyi was embarrassed, not understanding Gao Cheng's meaning, and asked with a chuckle, "Company Commander, what are you doing here?"
"I...I'm just bored!" Gao Cheng said irritably—was he supposed to say that he was killed by his former subordinates and was now resurrected to pick up people?
After Wu Liuyi was carried away on a stretcher, the last soldier stumbled into the crowd. Gao Cheng grabbed the soldier's swaying body, looked at his dazed face, and said sincerely, "Brother! I feel ashamed here—a well-equipped reconnaissance battalion was defeated by you! You were all great!"
But there are always those who disrupt this peaceful atmosphere. Yuan Lang walked over and calmly said to the soldier, "Homework!"
The soldier laboriously pulled a map from his pocket and handed it to Yuan Lang. Yuan Lang opened the hand-drawn map, glanced at it, and coldly said, "Incomplete markings, the command center's standards are inadequate... You are unqualified!"
The soldier, who was already delirious, collapsed upon hearing these words. Gao Cheng held him tightly, glared at Yuan Lang, and carried the soldier to find the army doctor.
Yuan Lang walked over to Qi Huan and solemnly handed him the last assignment: "Put it away carefully and put it in the brigade's exhibition hall."
"Unqualified?" Qi Huan asked weakly, looking at the map that was soaked with sweat.
"You already know, why ask?"
Qi Huan sighed silently, feeling the warmth of the map. He could almost feel the soldiers cherishing it and carefully placing it into the box. He asked, "Captain, how did you decide on the personnel this time?"
Yuan Lang rubbed his head, feeling somewhat troubled. The map Cheng Cai brought was perfectly acceptable, meaning that all four of them had met the assessment standards. However, behind Cheng Cai and in front of Zheng Yingqi, Xu Sanduo, and Wu Liuyi, a soldier arrived with a qualified map.
Excluding Zheng Yingqi, who was already chosen, one of Xu Sanduo and Wu Liuyi had to stay or leave.
"What do you think?" Yuan Lang asked Qi Huan.
"Can't we add one more spot?" Qi Huan said in a low voice.
"You know it's impossible!" Yuan Lang said firmly.
"I don't know." Qi Huan shrugged; he couldn't make that choice.
Yuan Lang looked at Qi Huan, who shrugged innocently.
"I have high hopes for Xu Sanduo—after all, he was the one who captured me," Yuan Lang said. "But Wu Liuyi is also excellent. The one I don't have high hopes for is Cheng Cai, who was the first to arrive, but he was the first one to arrive, and you know, I couldn't refuse him."
"So Zheng Yingqi was removed?" Qi Huan asked in an even quieter voice.
"Get out!" Yuan Lang laughed and scolded his subordinate who had deliberately given bad advice, and Qi Huan ran away with a grin.
After Qi Huan left, Yuan Lang paced around in worry, unable to decide how to choose for a long time. The key was that he could only take four people with him. Originally, it was supposed to be three people, but his own battalion commander had persuaded him to add one more person who was "pre-selected". Now what?
"This is so frustrating!" Yuan Lang sighed. This choice is so difficult.
If Zheng Yingqi saw this scene, he would probably burst into laughter, realizing his scheme had succeeded. But better to just chuckle quietly; a loud laugh would be too arrogant.
(Sigh, readers are the bosses, I can't afford to offend them—if I can't afford to offend them, I have to release this chapter together, otherwise I'll just abandon the whole thing, it's really frustrating!)
Wu Liuyi's ligament rupture was the result of his relentless efforts during his five years of military service; the assessment was merely a contributing factor.
Making up for the regrets is easy for Shi Jin, since he wouldn't have retired without Xu Sanduo's hammer blow and the injury to his hand. But it's harder to solve Wu Liuyi's problem, since it's an old injury that has accumulated little by little.
So when I was setting it up, I planned to solve it directly with the hand of God—but the readers were so disappointed that many criticized it. I had no choice but to write this chapter and release it together, otherwise it would be too unfair to lose a few views.
Well, the readers are still the bosses, the bosses you can't afford to offend—even if this chapter is an extra update, starting from the top of the fan rankings, the score will be settled with the "Lord of Demons"!
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