158: Special Training

Qin Zhong, seeing the sudden change in atmosphere, feared that everyone's morale would waver, so he quickly called out to Pan Han, "Commander, are you two done yet?"

"Almost, almost." Pan Han was quite puzzled. What's the rush for breakfast!

Qin Zhong was rebuffed, his face slightly embarrassed, so he could only signal everyone to go back to work. He himself slowly walked towards the second floor.

"You should try the pickles again." Street stalls usually prepare a large amount of cheap side dishes, mostly made from radishes and cabbages, with a lot of salt, primarily offered for free.

"Mm-hmm. This taste is so strong! It's crunchy, and I feel full of strength after eating it." Cheng Xiao praised the small pickles endlessly.

"Of course, there's a lot of salt in it," Pan Han said confidently.

"Oh right, Commander. Shouldn't you be doing special training? The Billion Trial isn't many days away."

"Right, that's why I came back." Pan Han thought to himself, Cheng Xiao truly understands him.

"How about we call Qin Laoda up to discuss it?" Cheng Xiao took out her walkie-talkie.

"Hmm, call him."

"Huh? When did this thing get turned on?" Looking at the walkie-talkie button in the 'on' position, Cheng Xiao looked puzzled.

After speaking, Pan Han and Cheng Xiao exchanged glances.

Was the conversation just now broadcast to everyone?

Suddenly, both of their faces turned red.

This... the Commander is live-streaming his 'driving', just so you know!

Cheng Xiao quickly turned off the walkie-talkie and nervously looked at Pan Han, "How embarrassing."

"Forget it, let it be broadcast. You're my person anyway! Hurry and call Qin Zhong up." Pan Han buried his face in his hands, emitting a muffled sound.

"Battalion Commander Qin, the Commander wants you upstairs." Cheng Xiao feigned composure.

Qin Laoda heard this and thought, finally, they're done! If they weren't done soon, something bad would happen.

"Received, I'll be right there." Qin Zhong dropped the work in his hands and rushed to the second floor in three strides.

Rap, rap, rap, a knocking sound rang out. Qin Zhong didn't dare to enter rashly, honestly waiting for a signal.

Cheng Xiao heard footsteps and knew that her big brother had arrived, so she quickly got up to open the door.

"Big brother, come in quickly." Cheng Xiao opened the door, suddenly feeling a bit shy, her face instantly turning red.

"What's that smell?" Qin Zhong immediately smelled a peculiar scent in the room.

"The smell of tea eggs." Pan Han was half-lying on the sofa, smoking.

"Commander, what is this?" Qin Laoda was a bit puzzled.

"Eggs boiled in tea water."

"Where are the eggs?"

"Cheng Xiao just finished eating them."

"Ah? You two were just eating eggs?"

"What did you think?" Pan Han tilted his head, looking at Qin Zhong with a chuckle.

"No, no, I just thought you were eating something. Hehehe." It turned out he had wronged the Commander, and Qin Zhong immediately felt embarrassed, scratching the back of his head.

"Alright, I'll transport supplies for you tomorrow. We'll set up a large pot and make tea eggs ourselves. Everyone will get a share."

"Thank you, Commander!"

"Big brother, let's discuss the Commander's special training. Time is short, and there's still a lot that needs to be improved." Cheng Xiao was eager to end the topic, so she proactively asked Qin Zhong.

As soon as serious matters were mentioned, Qin Zhong immediately regained his serious expression.

"Battalion Commander Qin, Cheng Xiao, come, both of you sit down." Pan Han took out drinks, cigarettes, peanuts, and melon seeds.

"Commander, I'll first explain the special training plan. If you see anything unsuitable, we can discuss it at any time." Qin Zhong proactively picked up a cigarette and lit one.

Not only did Pan Han feel this place increasingly familiar and dear, but even the Dawn Squad members felt a bit closer to Pan Han.

If it were before, Qin Zhong would never have proactively taken a cigarette.

But now, this place was like everyone's home.

Although there were differences in status and division of labor, everyone thought of each other, worked together when there was something to do, and a warm feeling enveloped everyone.

Pan Han also lit a cigarette, his feet comfortably propped on the table, looking completely unconcerned.

"Commander, we don't know how the Billion Trial's rules are set. We can only guess. But basic, general abilities definitely need to be practiced," Qin Zhong slowly explained.

"Such as?"

"Shooting, combat, hidden weapons, physical fitness, and so on."

"The first three are understandable, but as for physical fitness, I feel pretty good."

Qin Zhong and Cheng Xiao exchanged glances upon hearing this, both unable to help but smile.

"What's wrong? I'm currently at the peak of a primary evolutionist, and my physical fitness isn't good enough?" Pan Han felt insulted by their reaction.

"Commander, how about I ask you a few questions? These questions are all things we've personally encountered." Qin smiled slightly, not refuting Pan Han.

"Come on." Pan Han looked disdainful.

Qin Zhong signaled Cheng Xiao to ask.

"Commander, what's the farthest you've ever run?" Cheng Xiao took over the conversation.

"Running a marathon should be no problem."

"Marathon what?" Cheng Xiao had never heard of this sport.

"Marathon! A sport where you run over 40 kilometers at once. It's very popular where I'm from," Pan Han explained.

"Over 40 kilometers?" Qin Zhong and Cheng Xiao exchanged glances, then smiled slightly again.

"I was once chased for three days and three nights, running at least 400 kilometers," Cheng Xiao said, taking a sip of her drink, her tone unusually calm.

"Nani?? 400 kilometers?" Pan Han almost spat out his drink.

This distance, such intensity, he knew he absolutely couldn't do it, and it was highly likely he would cough up blood and die halfway.

"Yes, it also involved several battles in between. Commander, do you think you could endure that?"

"Ouyang Feijin."

"Hehehe! Commander, you're so humorous." Cheng Xiao couldn't help but laugh out loud seeing Pan Han's distressed expression.

"Forget it, I won't ask anymore, let's just train directly." Just one question made Pan Han realize his shortcomings.

The apocalypse was different from his world; extreme situations occurred frequently, like being on a battlefield.

He needed to treat himself as a special forces soldier; the physical limits of ordinary people were simply not worth mentioning.

"Commander, I speculate that the Billion Trial will definitely have a stage where it's about who kills the most zombies. It might even limit weapons, and then it will depend on who has stronger physical strength." Qin Zhong feared that Pan Han still didn't realize the importance of physical fitness, so he began to explain his predictions for the Billion Trial.

"Back in the day, I held two cleavers and hacked my way from the South Heaven Gate to Penglai East Road, hacking for three days and three nights without blinking an eye!" Pan Han instantly recalled the boast Sun Wukong made in the cave.

It seemed he also needed to learn from Mr. Sun.

"That makes sense. If I were to design the Trial stages, I would also arrange for candidates to brave a zombie mountain." Pan Han nodded, agreeing with Qin Zhong's prediction.

"Okay, so we start physical training tomorrow?" Cheng Xiao asked.

"Let's start this afternoon. Tomorrow morning I need to transport supplies to the base."

"Okay, I'll make a note." Cheng Xiao pulled out a notebook from her back pocket and started writing.

"Shooting will also be taught by Cheng Xiao, and combat by me. Additionally, we've decided to get the Commander a good knife for personal use, and also practice a set of knife techniques. This will be taught by Old Six." Qin Zhong had discussed this with everyone before and was now reporting it directly.

"You're even giving me a knife? Old Six knows how to use a knife??" Pan Han hadn't expected Old Six to be a swordsman.

"Hehe, you can't tell, can you? Brother Six is a treasure." Cheng Xiao's face was full of smiles when Old Six was mentioned. Brother Six seemed carefree and muddled, but he was actually a hidden master.