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Chapter 29: Command-Level Skill—”General’s Bearing”
Intensive Training—A Test of Patience and Skill
In the month of May, the mountains were shrouded in white mist, and gunshots echoed through the valley. This was a typical day at Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company, where soldiers carried out their daily shooting drills. Standing on high ground, Lin Yi and Zheng Sanpao observed the training session through binoculars, analyzing each soldier’s shooting technique and bullet trajectory. Meanwhile, Zhuang Yan and Chen Xiwa, the company’s two newest recruits, were still loading rounds into their magazines, their hands sore from the repetitive motion.
“My fingers are killing me,” Chen Xiwa grumbled, flexing his right hand. “We must have loaded at least a few thousand rounds by now.”
Zhuang Yan glanced around, then nodded. “That sounds about right.”
He continued loading, then added with a smirk, “A good marksman doesn’t rely on just aiming—he relies on instinct. You get what I mean?”
Chen Xiwa, still struggling with his own rounds, wasn’t entirely convinced. “Instinct, huh? You’re really starting to sound like a pro.”
He chuckled. “No wonder—you’re the company clerk now.”
Zhuang Yan grinned. “Of course. That’s all thanks to Company Commander Miao.”
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Suddenly, the sound of a whistle pierced through the air.
“Everyone, stand up!” Platoon Leader Chen Guotao shouted.
Immediately, all soldiers—whether they were still firing or just reloading—stood at attention. They turned toward the approaching figure of Company Commander Miao.
His sharp gaze swept across the training grounds before landing on the two new recruits.
“You two,” he said, his voice firm. “Have you fired your weapons today?”
Chen Xiwa hesitated, glancing at Zhuang Yan, unsure how to respond.
“No, sir,” Zhuang Yan answered honestly.
“Why not?” Miao asked, his tone unwavering.
Neither recruit replied.
Platoon Leader Chen Guotao stepped forward and whispered in Miao’s ear, “Sir, the district commander is visiting tomorrow. The new recruits were told not to participate in the shooting demonstration.”
At this, Miao’s expression darkened.
“Since when are new recruits not part of Night Tiger Recon Company?” His voice grew colder.
He turned to Chen Guotao and repeated the question more forcefully. “Are they part of this company or not?”
Chen Guotao immediately straightened up and responded loudly, “Yes, sir!”
Miao scoffed.
“Every year, when senior officers visit, it’s always the same routine. We only let the most experienced soldiers perform, making things look perfect.”
“Well, that ends today,” Miao declared. “These two recruits will be part of tomorrow’s demonstration.”
“Sir, yes, sir!” Chen Guotao acknowledged.
Miao looked directly at the two new soldiers.
“I don’t expect you to be the best, but I won’t tolerate being the worst, either,” he said firmly.
Zhuang Yan and Chen Xiwa exchanged glances before shouting in unison, “Yes, sir!”
Miao’s eyes then shifted to Lin Yi, who was standing off to the side, looking rather relaxed.
“You,” he said, narrowing his eyes. “Stop loafing around. Train them.”
Lin Yi raised an eyebrow and smirked. “Sure.”
Zhuang Yan and Chen Xiwa couldn’t hide their excitement.
Everyone in the company knew that Lin Yi excelled in combat, marksmanship, and physical training. He had already earned the respect of even the most experienced soldiers.
Being personally trained by him was an opportunity they couldn’t pass up.
As he stepped forward, Lin Yi activated his system.
System, upgrade!
A moment later, the mechanical voice of the system rang in his mind.
Ding!
Congratulations, Host! Your skill has successfully upgraded!
A previously white-tier skill had now evolved into a purple-tier ability. It enhanced strategic thinking, allowing for superior battlefield decision-making. Also, it improved the training efficiency of subordinates by 30%.
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Lin Yi’s eyes gleamed as he absorbed this new skill.
This was his first-ever leadership-related upgrade.
Before this, his command abilities were limited to assisting in platoon-level drills. Although he was the assistant squad leader, the primary leadership role had always belonged to Zheng Sanpao.
Now, however, things had changed.
Even though “General’s Bearing” was only a purple-tier skill, it was incredibly valuable—especially because of its passive effect. His soldiers would now train 30% more efficiently. This meant that under his leadership, his unit’s training would be significantly faster and more effective compared to others.
Lin Yi clenched his fist.
This is the beginning of my journey toward becoming a true military commander.
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Taking a deep breath, Lin Yi turned to his recruits.
“Zhuang Yan, Chen Xiwa!” he called out.
“Yes, sir!” they responded.
“Prone shooting position—get ready!”
Without hesitation, both men dropped into position, loaded their magazines, and aimed their rifles downrange.
Lin Yi nodded.
“Commence firing!”
The silence of the mountains was shattered by a new round of gunfire.
From a distance, Miao and Chen Guotao watched briefly before moving on. For them, this was just a minor training exercise. But for Zhuang Yan and Chen Xiwa, it was the moment that would define their military careers.
As they fired round after round, both men noticed something strange.
Their shots felt smoother and more precise. Zhuang Yan, a former sports academy shooting team member, had always relied on muscle memory. Yet today, he found himself making constant adjustments to his technique, refining his accuracy in real time.
Chen Xiwa, a complete novice, was progressing even faster. His accuracy was improving to the point where he was closing the gap between himself and the experienced recon soldiers.
Zheng Sanpao, watching from the side, couldn’t hide his surprise.
“Their improvement speed is insane,” he muttered under his breath.
Little did he know—this was just the beginning.
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That evening, under the pale glow of the moon, Zhuang Yan stood outside the barracks, striking a sandbag repeatedly.
Sitting nearby, Chen Xiwa watched him without saying a word.
Suddenly, the sound of soft footsteps echoed through the dimly lit courtyard.
“Password?” Chen Xiwa asked cautiously.
“Iceberg,” came the casual reply.
“Return code?”
“Grassland.”
Recognizing the voice, Chen Xiwa let out a sigh of relief.
“Oh, it’s you,” he said as Zhuang Yan approached, wearing a loose military shirt and slippers.
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“You’re on guard duty tonight?”
“Yeah.”
“What about you?” Chen Xiwa asked.
Zhuang Yan rubbed his ears and sighed. “My ears haven’t stopped ringing all day.”
Chen Xiwa chuckled. “Mine too.”
After all, they had each fired over 250 rounds that day—an unheard-of amount for standard soldiers. But that was the difference between an ordinary unit and the elite Night Tiger Recon Company. Here, they didn’t just train hard. They trained to win.
