69: Chapter 69 Questioning Yang Han

"Exactly. We're all running, is he part of Wolf Fang too?"

"Wolf Fang my ass. Look at his uniform—it's clearly just regular field army!"

A group of new recruits chatted noisily. They were all the pride of their respective units, each incredibly strong. Back in their original units, they were the type of people whom squad leaders, company commanders, and even battalion commanders treated well.

Yet, upon arriving here, they were treated inhumanely. Moreover, the greatest pain often comes from comparison.

Now, seeing someone else from the field army who didn't even have to train, how could they possibly feel satisfied?

Old Gao drove alongside, supervising the cross-country run of the numerous new recruits.

"Hurry up! Pick up the pace! Are you bunch of losers not fed?"

"If you can't finish in sixty minutes today, none of you deserve to eat."

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

Old Gao roared from behind.

At this moment, a new recruit couldn't help but ask, "Instructor! Who is that person? Why doesn't he have to run?"

Old Gao snorted coldly, "Why so much chatter? He doesn't need to run; he is already a Special Forces member! He's just here to go through the motions."

Hearing this, many of them changed their expressions. A Special Forces member, just here to go through the motions?

Just how big was this guy's background to be able to pull something like this?

Old Gao was also extremely annoyed. He had to admit Yang Han's formidable strength, but why was he given such preferential treatment? He didn't even have to participate in Special Forces training, and he didn't even have to be managed.

What was this? Old Gao was naturally annoyed to the extreme.

"Just because you have strength, you can do whatever you want?" Old Gao thought to himself.

Of course, he didn't know that Yang Han hadn't come to become a Wolf Fang Special Forces member, but rather to re-establish a unique special operations team. This special operations team had a very high rank, directly commanded and controlled by big shots at the level of Gao Shiwei.

It could be said that it was a powerful weapon of the Southeast Military Region, designed to handle all kinds of extreme and complex missions.

"Who could accept this? It's unbelievable. One look and you know he's a backdoor hire."

"Yeah, damn it... We work so hard training, and he gets to be a Special Forces member without even training."

"Tsk tsk, stop talking. I guess he must have some unique ability to be recruited separately. Even though he'll become a Special Forces member, he definitely won't be the kind of Special Forces member who goes into battle to kill enemies."

The new recruits discussed it among themselves, their views of Yang Han unanimously quite disdainful.

He Chenguang and the others in the crowd were also a bit confused, not quite clear about Yang Han's situation.

Not even needing training, and becoming a Special Forces member directly?

Just what kind of connections did Yang Han have!

He Chenguang vaguely remembered that Gao Shiwei admired Yang Han very much, but even with admiration, surely it couldn't be like this?

Soon, the ten-kilometer armed cross-country run ended, and the large group of new recruits returned to the starting point.

But after returning to the starting point, many people's gazes drifted toward Yang Han from time to time, and the meaning behind those gazes was very different.

"Everyone, one thousand push-ups right where you are!" Old Gao said coldly.

"One thousand?"

"Damn, we just finished a ten-kilometer armed cross-country run, and you want one thousand?"

"Holy crap!"

Many people's mouths twitched. Old Gao was a pervert; this was too outrageous.

"Your armed cross-country run only exercises your lower body, not your upper body! Push-ups exercise your upper body, not your lower body. What's so tiring or difficult about it? Hmm?"

"If you don't want to do it, get out immediately!" Old Gao's tone was very harsh.

Just then, a new recruit suddenly roared, "Report!"

"Speak!"

"I can do it, but I can't stand certain people watching from the side, doing nothing. This affects me a lot, a lot!"

This new recruit spoke bluntly, his tone extremely impolite, and everyone present could tell who he was talking about.

Yang Han raised an eyebrow. Who else could he be talking about if not him? He couldn't help but reveal a faint smile on his face.

Thinking about it carefully, it seemed fair enough.

In everyone's eyes, he also seemed to be a new recruit who came to compete for a spot in the Wolf Fang Special Forces, yet he didn't even have to train. Many people saw this and, naturally, were extremely unconvinced and very annoyed!

A sneer appeared at the corner of Old Gao's mouth. He snorted coldly, "If you can't even handle this little distraction, what kind of Special Forces member do you think you'll be?"

Old Gao's tone, however, became somewhat lighter.

"I just feel that! To become a Special Forces member, one must, of course, undergo the most terrifying tempering of the will and the most terrifying Physical Fitness training! Not by relying on some special skills to enter a special operations team. Once such a person enters, they only smear the reputation of the entire Special Forces group!" the new recruit roared, implying something.

Old Gao was just about to speak.

Clap, clap.

Someone started applauding. Turning around, they discovered it was Yang Han.

At this moment, a smile was emerging on his face, and he said, "Good, very well said."

"It deeply resonates with me."

Yang Han said with deep emotion.

His expression and words made many people sneer.

Song Kaifei made a scoffing sound and rolled his eyes, saying, "Stop acting like a big shot. Your acting skills are pretty good; did you come from the Cultural Troupe?"

In the hearts of countless soldiers, the Cultural Troupe was considered the lowest of the low and was looked down upon by many.

Beside him, Xu Tianlong's eyes flickered, but he didn't speak. He was naturally annoyed with Yang Han as well; after all, why should he be able to become a Special Forces member without training?

This kind of backdoor hire made them all feel very uncomfortable.

Just then, Song Kaifei also couldn't help it and said loudly, "Report!"

"Speak!"

"I believe that the Special Forces is a very sacred group. This group absorbs, without exception, the most powerful elites. Instructor, am I right?"

Old Gao nodded, "No problem with that."

"But, a special operations team doesn't need the weak, and even less so, it doesn't need the weak who don't even train!"

Song Kaifei also looked directly at Yang Han.

This was too direct.

Old Gao's expression shifted slightly, but he didn't continue speaking.

Clap, clap. Yang Han continued to applaud and said with a smile, "Good, very good."

"Let me speak plainly: you all seem quite dissatisfied with me, right?"

Yang Han asked with a smile, slowly walking forward to stand side-by-side with Old Gao.

Old Gao's expression suddenly changed. He cast a rapid glance at Yang Han, only to feel that Yang Han possessed a terrifying aura of blood, as if he had just killed someone not long ago!

Many new recruits glared at Yang Han, but few took the initiative to say anything. With that disdainful expression, was there any need to say another word?

Yang Han smiled faintly, "How about this..."

He turned his head and immediately looked at Old Gao, "Instructor, let me lead these new recruits in some push-ups?"

"You...?" Old Gao frowned.

Yang Han said with a smile, "I think for something like this, there's no need to specifically call the superiors for instructions. Once they know, they will definitely agree."

Hearing this, Old Gao felt unhappy inside. This kid Yang Han really had good connections with those big shots.

"Fine! You lead them in training."

Old Gao sneered coldly. He believed that these new recruits would absolutely never be convinced by Yang Han.

Absolutely impossible!