Quick Wear: Love still depends on two love brains

Everyone looked over, their eyes filled with unconcealed curiosity, inquiry, admiration, and disdain.

Li Hu gave a standard military salute, "Captain!"

Quan Jiuxi glanced at the neatly arranged men and women below, took the loudspeaker from Li Hu,

"From now on, this is Devil Week training. There's no name, only code names. First task, everyone, do 100 squats with weights. Start."

Quan Jiuxi's voice was flat and very cold, yet it carried a strong sense of oppression.

Wherever his eyes swept over, everyone's heart tightened, not daring to slack off in the slightest, and they immediately started moving.

Quan Jiuxi said to Li Hu and other members of the special forces, "Keep an eye on them. If they fall, you'll get 50 extra points."

"Yes!" The team members answered in unison, and their voices echoed on the training ground.

Xiaoyi was watching in amazement, "Sir, you take being a soldier in this world so seriously~"

"Xiaoyi, do you still remember the first time I went to the battlefield in this world?" Quan Jiuxi's gaze became distant.

Xiaoyi blinked, trying to recall, "Hmm, I remember, two countries attacked the Dragon Nation from both sides, and you were just a soldier at the time."

"At that time, my mentality was just to make sure that my trip to this small world was not in vain. I just wanted to have fun. When the war started, the enemy's artillery fire was very strong, and the range of the Dragon Kingdom was far beyond their reach." Quan Jiuxi's voice was low and slow, as if people could see the fierce battlefield scene.

[But in the end, Longguo won.] Xiaoyi excitedly pumped his fist.

"However, many people died. I will remember their expressions: fearless, resilient, yet without fear. Even your previous Lord God, with a broken system, was afraid of death. A mortal body could stand shoulder to shoulder with a god. I like the people in this small world."

Xiaoyi scratched his head, thinking about something.

Quan Jiuxi looked at the new recruits. Some of them could no longer hold on, but were still gritting their teeth and holding on.

Quan Jiuxi kicked one of them on the butt, and the new recruit immediately fell to the ground with a mouthful of mud.

"Try again." Quan Jiuxi spoke expressionlessly, his voice icy cold without a trace of warmth.

The recruit wanted to cry but had no tears. "Instructor, I'm already 98." His voice was filled with reluctance. The sweat on his face mixed with dust made him look disheveled.

"The posture is so ugly."

Quan Jiuxi's eyes were clear. She had never been a soft-hearted person, especially now.

The recruit gritted his teeth and endured the pain in his body. When he heard this, he choked and looked up at Quan Jiuxi.

He suddenly stood up and attacked her, his movements as fast as the wind and full of anger.

However, Quan Jiuxi seemed to have eyes at the back of his head, and kicked him in the body. The kick was fast, accurate and full of force.

The recruit lay on the ground and took a long time to recover. He felt his internal organs were churning.

"Everyone, pause." Quan Jiuxi's voice was loud and majestic.

It is a soldier's duty to obey orders, so he stopped immediately.

Quan Jiuxi stood in front, looking at everyone, "It seems that someone is very dissatisfied with me?"

The scene was quiet, no one spoke, only the sound of the wind blowing.

"Some of you have seen me before, and for some of you this is your first meeting. You are all selected elites, but in my eyes, you are all trash."

Quan Jiuxi's voice was cold and ruthless, striking heavily on everyone's hearts.

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere suddenly became tense, as if an invisible string was stretched to the extreme.

Quan Jiuxi looked at a few people who dared to be angry but not to speak out, pointed his finger,

"You, you, and you, all of you, give you the chance to challenge me."

"Instructor? Are you sure? Are you telling the truth?" a recruit asked in disbelief with his eyes wide open.

"There are so many of us, it's not right for you alone, right?"

"If you lose, will you cry?" a brave recruit teased.

"Hahahaha." A burst of laughter broke out in the crowd.

The members of the Goshawk Special Forces looked at them with sympathy, as if they had foreseen the tragic end of these recruits.

"Instructor, my best event is the 400-meter hurdles. I'll go first!" a voice rang out.

Quan Jiuxi looked at the man, who was the one who was crying just now.

"You may have misunderstood me. I will complete this devilish training with you. The challenge I'm talking about is combat training."

"Instructor, do you want us to do one to you?"

Quan Jiuxi raised his eyebrows and said, "Stop talking nonsense." Then he walked in front of everyone.

The first recruit who rushed up was very aggressive and punched Quan Jiuxi in the face.

Quan Jiuxi dodged the blow easily by moving sideways, and then followed it up with an elbow strike, hitting the opponent's back. The recruit stumbled and nearly fell.

Seeing this, the others rushed forward.

Quan Jiuxi was not at all flustered. She moved nimbly, dodging left and right, and each move was fast and accurate.

Quan Jiuxi's body movements were unpredictable and his strength was so strong that after several rounds, no one could stand up.

Several new recruits who had previously worked with Quan Jiuxi hid and shouted, "Instructor, I surrender! Be gentle!"

"Instructor, don't hit me in the face! Don't hit me in the face! I haven't even gotten married yet!"

At this time, the contempt in some people's eyes had long disappeared.

Quan Jiuxi said indifferently, "Continue training."

Everyone immediately stood up, endured the pain, and continued to complete the task, not daring to breathe.

The morning training ended quickly, and in the afternoon it suddenly started to rain. The big raindrops fell down with a crackling sound, splashing water on the ground.

But recruit training will not be suspended because of the weather.

The rain soaked everyone's clothes and stuck to their bodies, bringing waves of cold, but no one backed down.

Quan Jiuxi followed everyone, which made others know more about Quan Jiuxi's strength. No matter what the content was, she always took three times longer than others to complete it.

Her figure in the rain was firm and persistent, as if the rain had no effect on her at all.

As the recruits looked at Quan Jiuxi, their admiration for him grew deeper and they worked harder in training.

Rain mixed with sweat flowed down their faces, but their eyes were full of perseverance and determination.

……

As night fell, Quan Jiuxi asked Li Hu and others to keep an eye on him and planned to go home for dinner.

"Xiaoyi, how are the male and female protagonists of the world now?"

[Sir, didn't you see the hero? He was also in the team just now!]

"Where's the mistress?"

[The heroine is still in Beijing, and she's having trouble with her former husband. However, she's now into business, after all, it's been the reform and opening up era.]

As soon as I walked out of the base, I saw a figure outside the base.

Lin Kuangye held an umbrella, his posture upright, standing there like a green pine.

His eyebrows were sharp, his eyes were bright, and under his high nose bridge, his thin lips were tightly pursed. He was mumbling something. Quan Jiuxi walked closer and listened.

"Comrade Quan, I'm here to take you home."

"No, Captain Quan, you must have worked hard. I'll give you a ride!"

Quan Jiuxi chuckled, patted his shoulder, and said softly, "Lin Kuangye."

Lin Kuangye stood up straight after being slapped, and turned around, his peach blossom eyes a little flustered, "What a coincidence."

Then he immediately raised the umbrella over her head and said hurriedly, "I'll pick you up on the way!"