I listened to my sister's words today.

As soon as Mr. Yun stepped into the conference hall, everyone in the hall stood up in unison, like a well-trained steel formation, and every movement revealed solemnity and respect.

The teacup that someone had just picked up stopped in mid-air, and the document that someone was reading with his head down suddenly closed.

"Master Yun!" Someone shouted out first, his voice filled with undisguised excitement and admiration, and then a burst of warm salutes broke out from the crowd.

It surged like a tide, and even the logistics staff standing in the corner quickly adjusted their collars and straightened their backs.

Old Master Yun waved his hand and said with a smile, "Alright, alright, don't be so serious. This isn't an inspection. Everyone, just be casual, just be yourself."

The voice was not loud, but it had an authority that could not be ignored.

He paused slightly, glanced at everyone present, and continued, "Something delayed us. How far have we reached in the competition?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged officer with two gold stars on his shoulders walked over quickly, with an unconcealable smile on his face and a tone of sincere joy and familiarity.

"Congratulations! I heard you brought it with you this time. When can we old comrades take a look?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the originally somewhat restrained atmosphere was immediately broken. The people around suddenly became lively and turned to look at Grandpa Yun, their faces full of excitement and curiosity.

Someone couldn't help but laugh and jeered: "Mr. Yun, you can't hide it!"

Another voice followed immediately: "Yes, yes, we are all looking forward to it!"

As he was speaking, several officers who looked to be of high status gathered around him.

The entire conference hall suddenly became lively, with laughter and congratulations intertwined.

Seeing this, Mr. Yun's smile deepened.

He raised his hand and pressed twice, signaling everyone to calm down. After the noise subsided a little, he said slowly: "Alright, alright, you guys are still the same as before, talking faster than action.

The middle-aged officer was the first to react. He walked forward and handed a document to Mr. Yun.

The officer explained, "The competition has just entered its second round. Next up is the tactical team's simulated confrontation. The situation reports are all here.

Old Master Yun took the document, flipped through two pages, quickly scanned the contents, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

He looked up at the crowd and his eyes fell on a young officer.

The officer was only in his early thirties, with an upright posture and a heroic look.

Seeing Old Yun looking at him, he subconsciously stood straighter.

"Zhang Jun, tell me, what's so special about today's second round?"

Mr. Yun's tone was calm, but it carried an unquestionable majesty.

Zhang Jun, who was called out, was obviously caught off guard and was a little nervous for a moment, but he quickly adjusted his state.

He replied in a deep voice: "Reporting to General Yun, the second round is mainly to simulate rapid response capabilities and teamwork in a complex battlefield environment.

What’s special is that we have introduced a dynamic variable system for the first time. The battlefield environment and enemy configuration will adjust in real time, testing the contestants’ ability to respond to emergencies.”

Old Master Yun nodded and said with satisfaction, "Yes, that's quite interesting.

However, an environment designed solely by technology always lacks a bit of humanity.

Have you ever thought about what is more important on a real battlefield besides tactics and equipment? "

The conference room fell silent for a moment as everyone pondered his question.

After a moment, a slightly hoarse voice sounded from the corner: "It is will."

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw that the speaker was an elderly officer. His face was full of traces of time, but his eyes were still bright.

He took a step forward and continued, “No matter how complex the environment is, it is not as complex as human willpower.

No matter how advanced the equipment is, it cannot compare to the decisiveness and responsibility of people at critical moments."

After listening to this, Mr. Yun nodded and said, "Well said! This is what we have been emphasizing all these years.

No matter how technology develops, the real victory or failure still depends on people.

Zhang Jun, this round of competition will focus more on how the contestants perform under pressure, understand?"

"Understood!" Zhang Jun saluted with his chest puffed out, his voice sonorous and powerful.

Mr. Yun nodded with satisfaction, closed the document, and said, "Okay, let's start as planned."

After Zhang Jun received the order, the atmosphere in the conference room instantly became more solemn.

All participants knew that General Yun’s requirements were never just casual reminders, but guidelines that must be implemented.

As he left, everyone started to move, and the parts they were responsible for quickly started running.

Before long, the scene for the second half of the second round of competition was set up.

Unlike the first round of simple technical tests, the venue this time is more complex and varied.

Rough terrain, randomly scattered bunkers, remotely controlled unmanned combat units, and even real smoke and explosion effects are arranged to restore the realism of the battlefield as much as possible.

"Attention all teams, the competition will begin in ten minutes. All players, please prepare!"

The broadcast echoed over the venue, and the contestants gathered in the preparation area with different expressions.

Some people looked confident, some were a little nervous, and some looked calm, as if this game was just an ordinary training session.

Sitting in the command center, Mr. Yun carefully observed the expressions of each contestant through the screen.

He scanned one scene after another, finally stopping on a thin young man.

"Who is this?" Old Master Yun suddenly asked.

The staff officer in charge of the contestant's information immediately flipped open the file in his hand and replied, "Report, it's Li Chen, a lieutenant who has just been transferred back from the peacekeeping front.

Although he was relatively young, his performance was outstanding. He once successfully led his team to break out of an encirclement and was awarded first-class merit.

"Yeah, it looks good."

Old Master Yun nodded and turned to look at Zhang Jun, "Pay attention to this person."

"Yes!" Zhang Jun responded, and his eyes fell on Li Chen on the screen.

The competition officially began, and the players quickly got into the game. The first stage was to capture the resource points.

Each group needs to find and control key positions in complex terrain while responding to ever-changing "enemy" attacks.

Li Chen's team was advancing rapidly towards the target resource point, but the arrival of a simulated sandstorm hindered their progress and the visibility in the surrounding area dropped sharply.

Some people in the team began to get anxious: "How are we going to move forward in this horrible weather?"

"Calm down, sandstorms are part of the battlefield."

Li Chen whispered, quickly opening the map he was carrying and running his finger over several vaguely marked routes.

"Going around the left ridge is a long detour, but it will avoid the enemy's main fire coverage area."

"Follow my command, advance in a dispersed manner, and stay hidden."

"But this will delay time..." another team member said hesitantly.

"Instead of wasting time arguing, why not trust me for once?"