Starting from the deputy company commander of the Soldier Assault Team

Seeing Yuan Lang protecting his wife, Zhang Anbang curled his lip and said, "Fine, fine, I'll go mooch a meal. I'll cook for myself, okay? My cooking skills are pretty good."

When he served in the army in his previous life, he learned a few cooking skills from the head cook. After retiring, he cooked for himself to save money, and his skills became quite good.

It's because I was learning from the head cook that I learned a bit of everything, so no matter what kind of dish I made, it wasn't authentic. But it doesn't matter, as long as it tastes good, who cares about authenticity?

"That's more like it. Otherwise, I wouldn't allow you to come to my house. Although your martial arts skills are not bad, you're still a bit green compared to me."

Yuan Lang shrugged, quite satisfied with Zhang Anbang's attitude of going to freeload a meal and cooking for himself.

"Yes, yes, yes, you're right. Everyone in the entire Old A knows that Captain Yuan of the Third Squadron is the most powerful," Zhang Anbang said helplessly. He couldn't very well use his killer move when he was sparring with Yuan Lang.

Of course, Yuan Lang didn't use any killer moves either. In terms of pure sparring, he was indeed a bit inferior to Yuan Lang.

This made him doubt whether his cheat was fake, or whether Yuan Lang also had a cheat, or a cheat that was even stronger than his.

People with extraordinary talent are truly enviable.

Fortunately, he has a decent cheat code: the ability to get a certificate forever. It's something he can be proud of, at least it's turned him into a genius, right? People should know how to be content, contentment brings happiness.

"Oh right, you've changed the subject. I remember you're quite the jack-of-all-trades, excelling in both military and political affairs, singing well, and writing songs."

I really like both of the songs you wrote. How about you write some about our area too? We can't be biased towards one over the other.

We can sing it when we have free time, right?

Yuan Lang had been thinking about something for a while but hadn't said anything. This time, listening to Zhang Anbang sing, he suddenly remembered it and brought it up casually.

"Uh," Zhang Anbang said, feeling a headache coming on as he looked at Yuan Lang's shameless behavior.

"My platoon leader, my chief of staff, writing songs requires inspiration. Do you understand what inspiration is? Those two songs have already exhausted my inspiration."

"Guess whether I believe it or not," Yuan Lang said, shaking his head as he looked at Zhang Anbang with a relaxed and smug expression.

"Okay, okay, I'll remember this. I'll think about it when I have time," Zhang Anbang said, feeling a little guilty. He knew quite a few songs in his past life and called himself a karaoke king, but most of them were military songs and some old songs.

Those people have already written it down.

This isn't time travel at all. If someone did time travel, they wouldn't even know Tang and Song poetry. Their level of education after nine years of compulsory education would still shock the world.

His is good, the similarity is 99.99%, but the cheat is too bad, it has no presence at all.

He put in a lot of effort to come up with two songs that he liked, songs that didn't exist in the world yet.

Although there is another super famous song that almost everyone knows and can sing a few lines of has not yet been released, that is something he really cannot touch.

Those who understand will understand; it's not just a song, it's a call to strengthen the military under the new circumstances, not something to be sung casually.

That's not something you can just write or touch casually.

The military has different development programs at different times, ranging from being politically qualified, militarily competent, having excellent work style, strict discipline, and strong logistical support to being able to win battles, remain unchanged, and cope with the tests of high-tech warfare and long-term governance.

From shifting towards a technology-intensive model to a guiding principle for winning high-tech local wars.

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The development of anything is a step-by-step process that follows the laws of time.

Sometimes you can take small, quick steps or leaps, but there are some things you just can't reach a certain height with, and you can't touch them. These are the rules, the rules that need to be followed.

Whether you're jogging quickly on a narrow path or taking large strides, you must pay attention to your rhythm. You must be careful not to take too big a step, and you should only do so if you have sufficient material support. You shouldn't accelerate recklessly.

You should know that taking too big a step won't make you go fast; it will only cause you trouble.

As for other songs, he knew some of them, some were love songs or sad rock songs, and some were random songs he heard while scrolling through short videos.

It's inappropriate for him to write those things as an active-duty soldier.

There are other songs, but even fewer. You can't exactly teach the soldiers to sing "The Vast Horizon is My Love."

Zhang Anbang thought about it and realized there wasn't anything really suitable. Oh well, he'd just put it off for now. If he really couldn't write it, he just couldn't write it.

There are plenty of lyricists and composers who write a couple of classic songs and then get nothing else out of it, so it doesn't make a difference if he's one more.

"Then remember to take it seriously. By the way, the captain will be back in a few days, and soon a new batch of members will come to the base for trial training."

Unlike your trial period, I'm thinking of making you the deputy head instructor this time, responsible for overseeing the daily affairs of training. What do you think?

Yuan Lang didn't dwell on the matter. He had only mentioned it casually. After all, the person was with him, and it would be foolish not to take advantage of the situation.

But after all, they are combat personnel, not cultural workers in a performing arts troupe; priorities must be distinguished.

"Me, the deputy chief instructor. Okay, you don't sound like you're discussing this. Hehe, don't worry, I have a lot of good ideas here. We can combine them with your previous training plans and we should be fine."

"Okay, take some time in the next few days to come up with a plan and show it to me. You need to practice a lot, but in moderation, understand?"

Seeing Zhang Anbang's wolfish expression, Yuan Lang gave him some advice out of concern: first, put together a training outline. That way, it won't be too outrageous, and it will save you time and effort. Why not?

"Don't worry, do you think I'm the kind of person who doesn't know my limits? It's just that I think your chemical plant is pretty good, keep using it, I'm planning to add some other things."

Zhang Anbang genuinely felt that Yuan Lang's chemical plant design was ingenious and tested a great deal of things.

"Ha, ha, right? Let me tell you, that thing looks simple, but it took me a lot of effort to make it," Yuan Lang said happily when his masterpiece was mentioned.

"So what are you planning to add? It can't be like what the captain added for you, there's not that much to consume, after all, we've initially selected forty people for this recruitment."

Even if many are eliminated in the early stages, optimistically, around ten will still be able to participate in the final test. Even if you give one to each person, it's not easy to find enough in the capital city.

Yuan Lang had been preparing in advance to prevent Zhang Anbang from bothering him to run errands later, since he was now the acting chief of staff and would often have to do things that the battalion commander wouldn't do.

Previously, the chief of staff was in poor health, and the political commissar rarely went out, so the battalion commander was so busy he wished he could split into two people. Now, he has no excuse not to go out.