Special Forces: Rising from the Ashes of the Lone Wolf

It rained, and the freshmen were happy because they didn't have to train.

Ideal is full, the reality is very skinny.

As the instructors arrived, the freshmen immediately fell into groans.

Compared to military training, tidying up personal belongings is definitely more grueling.

Folding a quilt is easy, but figuring out the proper way to do it and make it meet the standards is very difficult.

Especially new quilts, which are fluffy and airy, are super difficult to handle!

Lin Feng and Lü Liangbo moved between the dormitories of male and female students from various departments.

The two words I heard most often were: "Start over, start over, start over..."

"Commander, these days, young masters and ladies are getting harder and harder to please!"

Lin Feng nodded, completely agreeing with the statement.

"In contemporary families, there are more and more only children."

"Even two families, there's only one precious child."

"Being pampered from a young age will inevitably result in poor practical skills."

As they were talking, two older female students appeared in the corridor.

They were dressed in hot tops and shorts, almost like bikinis, looking incredibly cool.

Okay, there's nothing wrong with this kind of outfit, and it's quite common.

Because under normal circumstances, male students are strictly prohibited from entering the girls' dormitory building.

"Hello, soldier!"

"Hello."

The girl didn't shy away from the topic, and Raymond Lam and his partner responded with smiles.

As they passed each other, the two turned into room 23 of the dormitory.

The four-person dormitory room is quite spacious.

After all, it's Tsinghua University, so the accommodation is excellent.

However, right now, the ground is covered with scattered bedding, and there's not even a place to step!

"Greetings, Battalion Commander! Greetings, Company Commander!"

"Pang Xin, what are you doing? How did you manage to make the proud daughter of heaven cry?"

That's right, there were four girls, and two of them were sobbing, with golden tears streaming down their faces.

The other two, though not crying, were pouting and fiddling with the ground.

It seems the blanket is like an instructor, being fiercely beaten to vent resentment!

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“I taught it three times in a row, and the steps were very detailed.”

"But the quilts they folded weren't even good enough to be called steamed buns."

"The wrinkles and twists are so pronounced that the shape is comparable to a steamed bun."

"There's no other way but to scatter and overlap them."

"That's the situation; they cried because they felt wronged."

Haha, it's a girl's nature to cry, it's not surprising at all.

Lin Feng smiled and shook his head, then raised his hand to stop them: "Stop, let's gather and say a few words."

The four girls obeyed the order and assembled, all of them looking very unhappy.

"You lot are soldiers now..."

“Report,” a girl with tears streaming down her face interrupted.

"Chief Instructor, we are students, not soldiers."

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng's smile faded, and his expression turned serious.

"The fact that this statement is not accepted indicates that our understanding needs to be improved."

"During military training, you are soldiers."

"You will only resume your student status after military training is over."

"Let me reiterate: the huge military expenditures the country makes every year are absolutely not for fun or just for show!"

"Therefore, you must be strict with yourselves during this period."

"Everything must be based on the standards and principles of 'military personnel'."

"You might think I'm too long-winded."

"Okay, let's talk about something practical, something that's relevant to you."

"First, soldiers don't believe in tears; standards are standards."

"Secondly, tidying up the house takes thirty minutes."

"If you don't meet the requirements, then you've reached the threshold of failing military training."

"Conversely, crying and resisting are meaningless."

"Studying hard and completing the housekeeping training well is the key."

"Besides, you're girls, isn't it comfortable to keep your dorm room so clean?"

As he spoke, Lin Feng glanced at the four somewhat moved girls.

"Note: The instructors have been very gentle and polite."

"When I first joined the company, any substandard blankets were simply thrown out the window."

"We need to go down and retrieve it ourselves, and then be thrown down again."

"The situation is similar in schools."

"I'm sure your seniors have a deeper understanding of this."

Seeing that the four girls' expressions had improved slightly, Lin Feng smiled faintly.

"I'm a few years older than you, so I'd like to give you a friendly tip."

"It was raining outside today, so the blankets weren't thrown at us."

"So you all need to study hard, because there will be a check first thing tomorrow morning..."

Just then, Lin Feng's phone rang.

He took it out and saw that it was Xue Zedong calling, so he answered it without hesitation.

"Say, what's the matter?"

"I'm in the girls' dormitory of the Humanities Department, come over here."

Lin Feng frowned as he ended the call.

However, he didn't say much and called Lü Hongbo out of the dormitory.

"Head Instructor, you're very handsome, we understand."

"I understand. You are all very beautiful."

Undoubtedly, the new students are more polite, simply because the soldiers' teaching methods are outdated.

In view of this, I took advantage of the time while going downstairs.

Lin Feng said, "When I get back today, I'll give the soldiers a collective lesson."

"During training, we should explain the principles more and make the work as detailed as possible."

"Students these days are all very pampered."

"Trying to look cool and aloof won't work on them, understand?"

Lu Hongbo nodded: "After seeing it once or twice, I understand it clearly."

"Go back today, implement it immediately, and strive to change the training style tomorrow."

"By the way, Battalion Commander, what's the matter with Lao Xue's call?"

Lin Feng shook his head: "Director Ling wanted to see me, but I don't know what it's about."

The two waited for seven or eight minutes at the entrance of the dormitory building.

Ling Yaoxiang, heavily pregnant and sweating, walked over with Xue Zedong.

"Battalion Commander, Director Ling, he..."

Ling Yaoxiang tried to stop him, looking at Lin Feng with an unfriendly expression.

"Comrade Xiao Lin, why did you deduct ten points from more than a hundred people?"

Holy crap, what's with that tone? Who's he talking to?