The female soldiers' appearance made the Thunderbolt Commando Unit, who had just assembled, frown.
Old Fox leaned over to Lei Zhan and whispered, complaining, "Captain, look at this... what kind of soldiers are these?"
"Lack of discipline, noisy, they're not here for training; they're clearly here for summer camp! They're just a disorganized mob!"
Lei Zhan's face was ashen; he said nothing.
Just then, a bolder female soldier looked at Qin Qian in the distance and asked, "Excuse me, are you our Instructor?"
Qin Qian's lips twitched slightly; he turned his head, looked at Old Fox, and calmly ordered, "Loosen their bones for them."
"Detonate a few thunderclaps and see their reaction."
Old Fox's heart tightened, and he instantly understood the Chief Instructor's meaning.
He spun around abruptly and sternly shouted at the group of female soldiers who were still laughing, "Attention all! Lie down immediately!"
Most of the female soldiers were stunned; some even laughed out loud.
"What's going on?"
"Why should we lie down? The ground is so dirty!"
Old Fox didn't waste any more words.
He pulled out a black remote control from his waist and emotionlessly pressed the red button on it.
"Boom!!"
"Rumble!!"
Several deafening explosions, without warning, detonated not far from the female soldiers' feet!
Hot airwaves, mixed with dirt and gravel, hit them head-on!
The entire training ground trembled violently!
The smiles on the female soldiers' faces instantly froze, replaced by extreme shock and fear.
"Ah—!"
Piercing screams echoed through the sky.
They were completely in disarray, crying, screaming, scurrying around like headless flies; some hugged their heads and squatted down, while others were directly paralyzed with fear on the ground.
Tan Xiaolin, who had just changed into a clean camouflage uniform and ran out, happened to see this chaotic scene.
Smelling the strong scent of gunpowder in the air and seeing the newly blasted craters on the ground, she was completely stunned.
Those were live rounds!
He actually used live rounds to scare a group of new recruits!
"Qin Qian!"
Tan Xiaolin's anger was ignited again; she rushed over recklessly and roared at Qin Qian.
"Are you crazy?! Those are live rounds! Do you want to kill them?!"
Qin Qian glanced down at her from above, his eyes full of disdain.
"Kill?"
"If Instructor Tan thinks that special forces training only requires playing house with blank rounds, then you can take them and go back to farming right now!"
"That's the safest place!"
After speaking, he no longer paid attention to the trembling Tan Xiaolin, took steps, and walked step by step towards the group of terrified female soldiers.
His shadow, cast over several trembling female soldiers, was like a god or demon.
He stopped, and his cold voice drowned out all the crying and screaming.
"Listen to me, all of you!"
"Welcome to Hell Training Camp!"
"From today onwards, I will be your Chief Instructor. And your... inescapable nightmare!"
Qin Qian's cold gaze swept over the female soldiers scattered on the ground; they were crying, dazed, or trembling, no longer showing any of the arrogance and excitement they had when they first arrived.
He paced, his military boots making dull thuds on the dirt mixed with gunpowder, each step striking at the female soldiers' hearts.
"Did I order you to lie down?"
He stopped in front of the female soldier who was crying the hardest.
The female soldier was so scared she shivered, her sobs choked back, only whimpering, not daring to look up.
Qin Qian ignored her and continued walking, his voice echoing over the entire training ground.
"On the battlefield, only dead people and my enemies lie on the ground."
"Tell me, which one are you?"
Silence.
Dead silence.
Aside from suppressed sobs, no female soldier dared to make a sound.
Tan Xiaolin stood by, trembling with anger, her nails almost digging into her flesh, but looking at Qin Qian's back, like a god or demon, she was momentarily at a loss for how to retort.
Qin Qian suddenly turned around, his gaze like a knife, cutting across every female soldier's face.
"In my Hell Training Camp, only true special forces are qualified to stand!"
"Look at yourselves now!"
"Crying, covered in dirt, are you here for special forces training or a ugliest person contest?"
"Now! Attention all!"
"Get up!"
His voice suddenly rose, like a clap of thunder.
The female soldiers flinched at the roar and instinctively tried to get up from the ground.
"Run to the track! Wash away your delicate nature and filth!"
The members of the Thunderbolt Commando Unit immediately understood and shouted in unison to cheer them on.
"Faster! Faster! Faster!"
"Haven't you eaten? Move faster!"
"You have three seconds! Three! Two!"
Under immense deterrence and pressure, the female soldiers scrambled to their feet, their minds blank, instinctively rushing towards the nearby track.
A few quick-reacting ones were almost the first to charge to the front.
Old Fox looked at those figures and whispered to Qin Qian beside him, "Chief Instructor, those few are indeed good; their reaction speed and psychological quality are stronger than the others."
Qin Qian stood with his hands behind his back, expressionless.
"They were originally the top students selected from various Military Regions."
"However, whether they are true elites still needs time to test."
As soon as his voice fell, all the female soldiers had already rushed onto the circular track.
Before they could catch their breath, another change occurred!
"Hiss—!"
Several thick white water dragons suddenly shot out from several corners beside the track, striking the female soldiers with immense force!
Those were high-pressure water cannons used for firefighting!
"Ah!"
"So much water!"
Screams rang out again, but this time, there was more distress and pain.
The powerful water pressure instantly knocked down several female soldiers running in front, and those behind also fell into a heap.
The icy water mercilessly washed over their bodies; their freshly changed clean camouflage uniforms were instantly soaked, clinging tightly to their bodies, outlining their disheveled figures.
