Disguised as a man, she returned to the military academy and was forced to study again.

Yan Qi trotted into the school, bag in hand, her hair swirling in the wind. Her beautiful features revealed a youthful and handsome appearance. Her appearance was eye-catching, but she was running so fast that she vanished from view before anyone could react.

Yan Qi rushed to the dormitory like a flash of lightning and quickly changed into the command department uniform. Then he sat on a chair, looking at the things on the table, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

If you can hide on the first day, can you hide on the fifteenth?

I've been wanting to deal with you for a long time!

Yan Qi had already neatly opened the breakfast sent by Tu Guanjia and started to devour it.

Wow, this little round cookie is so crispy! I love it!

The soup dumplings are chewy and delicious!

Yan Qi was swiping his electronic board while eating breakfast with a satisfied look on his face. He once again felt how beautiful the world was, and finally felt a little alive! At this moment, an email popped up on the screen. Yan Qi clicked it and saw only one sentence on it:

"All students in this department must assemble in the command center classroom before 9 a.m."

The signature is the Command Office.

Yan Qi looked at the email and had a vague bad feeling.

The command center classroom is different from ordinary classrooms. Its volume is five times that of an ordinary classroom and it is divided into two floors. The first floor is full of seats for students to study, and the second floor is underground like a flat playground.

Yan Qi arrived relatively early, and many students were already seated in the classroom. She had learned from her previous two mistakes after returning to the dormitory, and this time, without even looking back, she sat in the middle.

No longer have to worry about being discovered by instructors and teachers for slacking off.

As the clock slowly approached nine o'clock, more and more people filled the classroom. The discussion became a cacophony, as after the theoretical courses at the academy were over, it was rare for students to gather in the classroom.

"It's nine o'clock sharp."

When the electronic announcement of nine o'clock sounded, everyone fell silent.

This time, it wasn't just one instructor who came in, but a group of them. Three instructors and six assistants, such a large group inevitably surprised the students.

After the instructors entered and looked around the classroom, Cang Hong stood up. He coughed lightly and said:

"Starting today, our command department will undergo a month of intensive training. Instructors Wen and Xiao, along with several assistant instructors, will lead you through the next few days."

The students in the Conducting Department were stunned by this sudden news! It was truly a moment of silence and tears for both men and women.

Intensive training is the worst news of the year! There are wails everywhere.

"Oh my god, we have to undergo intensive training for a month. What's going on?"

"I have to sleep on the floor again on the underground floor. I hate intensive training."

……

Ignoring the students' wailing, Old Man Wen spoke with full energy, "Training officially begins tomorrow, from six in the morning to seven in the evening. We'll have a two-hour break at noon. Everyone, go get everything you need ready."

Yan Qi also followed the crowd out of the classroom with a look of shock. If she was guilty, she should be punished by law, not arrested and sent to study!

Yan Qi walked down the street, looking up at the gray sky over the campus. It felt like a lingering haze in his heart. Yan Qi now looked completely lost, his beautiful eyes devoid of luster, giving him the air of a decadent handsome man. It was just that everyone was feeling so heavy right now, and no one appreciated him.

Why do students resent intensive training so much? It's because, while training hours are officially stated to be from 6:00 AM to 7:00 PM daily, in reality, they're just practicing the same set of exercises day in and day out. If they don't submit a better tactical simulation the next day, they're not allowed back to their dorms. During these periods, students are almost always forced to sleep on the floor below.

In this high-pressure and tedious learning process, everyone will make rapid progress. However, everyone's mental state also becomes very worrying. The period before and after the retreat is also the time when crazy literature on the forum is most prevalent.

Yan Qi wasn't afraid of this intensive training, but the feeling of being forced to study in seclusion for a month was not pleasant. As Yan Qi was about to collapse, he bumped into the back of a classmate.

"I'm sorry, classmate." Yan Qi apologized while covering his nose in pain.

Wen Qiaofeng's face also looked very bad. He turned around silently, looked at Yan Qi without any sadness or joy, and replied in a deep voice, "It's okay." Then he left.

Yan Qi: He didn't even scold me? I bet fifty star coins that Wen Qiaofeng has gone crazy.

Of course, it wasn't just the students in the Command Department whose mental states were worrying; the instructors, too. Old Man Wen had been soundly asleep last night when Assistant Instructor Shen shook him awake, barely regaining consciousness.

Assistant Instructor Shen quickly stuffed the electronic board into his hands. Old Man Wen looked sleepily at the face of the Marshal on the screen, and his mind immediately became much clearer.

"Marshal?" Old Man Wen asked in disbelief. Ma Xiu, in high spirits, faced his old friend with drooping eyelids and said without beating around the bush: "I have something in my hand. What do you think?"

Old Man Wen couldn't help but wonder, what could possibly be worthy of waking him up in the middle of the night? Reluctantly, he clicked to receive the file.

Old Man Wen looked a bit impatient at first, but after opening it, his expression gradually turned serious. It turned out to be a new, complete set of tactical exercises. When he turned to the two reasoning lines at the bottom, his expression froze.

This time, Old Man Wen completely suppressed his temper. He watched intently for half an hour before finally letting out a long sigh and saying, "It seems the other party is far superior to me."

When true masters fight, they hit the target with one strike.

There is no need for further communication, the winner has already been decided.

Assistant Coach Shen, standing nearby, was shocked. "Is Coach Wen even inferior to this guy?" He was the former commander of the third warship of the Blood Alliance, one of the six major legions in the Federation, and was known as a Class-A Shadowless Hand.

If he hadn't been ambushed in a major battle and suffered severe injuries, and hadn't received proper medical treatment for a long time during the ambush, and his illness had been prolonged in space and damaged his bones, he would have been judged to be unfit for a long-term military career.

That's why he withdrew from the "Blood Alliance", otherwise he wouldn't have come to White Lion Academy to be an instructor in the command department and office director.

Ma Xiu said slowly, "I still have eight copies of the reasoning for this problem in my hand."

"Eight portions?!" Old Man Wen was surprised.

"This is an exclusive question bank that I spent a lot of money and effort to buy. No other academy has it. The arms race is about to begin in more than a year, and you should also intensify your efforts in concentrated training." Ma Xiu thought for a moment and added cunningly, "If in a month, the students of the academy can hand in five tactical deduction reports on this question that satisfy me, then the remaining eight reasoning ideas will be sent to the academy's email address free of charge. Otherwise..."