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After Zhang Hui left the room, Yuan Lang closed the folder in his hand.

"Do you know what I think of him?" he asked casually, looking at the railway tracks beside him.

"What is it?" the railway asked casually.

"Suspicious! He's extremely suspicious. His instinct is to be wary of people he doesn't have a good first impression of."

"If he hadn't come from a unit like the Steel Seventh Company, with its spirit of never abandoning or giving up, he might never have appeared before us and joined the Old A."

"Furthermore, the fact that someone as intelligent as him as Wu Zhe doesn't harbor suspicion or distrust towards him makes me certain that he will definitely become one of us in the future!"

Of course, Zhang Hui was unaware of all this. If he had known, he would have told him, "You're just after the spirit of our Steel Seventh Company."

Regardless, after Zhang Hui went out, he told Xu Sanduo about his results, and they began to celebrate together.

Then came training, training, and more training, as if tomorrow were the end of the world, and we had to get up today and finish the training before we could go and save the world.

The nine of them gradually integrated into Team A, and the previous targeting and humiliation disappeared.

Zhang Hui requested to share a dormitory with Wu Zhe because he was really envious of Wu Zhe's foreign language skills. Fortunately, Yuan Lang took Zhang Hui's personal situation into consideration and temporarily arranged for the two of them to be in the same dormitory.

With such a good teacher, Zhang Hui began to squeeze even more of his rest time. He stopped talking about other languages ​​and just wanted to learn the basics of English and French so that he could have some oral communication with people in the future.

After everyone had gotten to know each other, on a sunny afternoon, Yuan Lang gathered everyone together and explained the origin of the code name A.

First, he refuted Qi Huan's earlier explanation that A in ABCDEFG meant the eldest.

Then he explained his understanding: A means to hide something, to win by surprise. Finally, he had Wu Zhe, a seasoned online chatter, say a second meaning: A represents deception; if I A you, it means I'm deceiving you.

Zhang Hui, however, felt that Old A's explanation was meant to teach the team members to disguise themselves and not easily reveal their true strengths. Then, they could silently deliver a fatal blow from behind the enemy's back.

It's very similar to a playstyle he used to have when playing PUBG, where he'd often lurk in the shadows like a camper. Zhang Hui really liked this kind of playstyle—secretly hiding in the shadows, silently scheming, as long as the goal was achieved.

However, Zhang Hui felt that this was probably not Yuan Lang's intention, because he then solemnly said to them, "From now on, we must stay together often. Staying together often is a test, anytime, anywhere, for a lifetime!"

He, who was rarely moved, was actually touched to tears by those words. He also lowered his guard a little towards Yuan Lang, that old fox, probably because Yuan Lang wanted to tell him that from now on, they were officially on the same side.

Once you're considered one of our own, you should give yourself a nickname to make things easier when you go out together.

Wu Zhehao, who loved gardening, was unsurprisingly nicknamed "August 1st Hoe," while Qi Huan was nicknamed "August 1st Kitchen Knife."

Xu Sanduo's nickname became "Wanzhi" (meaning "finished") because he always ended every sentence with "Wanzhi" during the assessment.

Zhang Hui named himself Falcon, saying it was because his eyes resembled those of an eagle. Everyone took this as a metaphor, and Wu Zhe even complained that the name was too common.

Amidst the noise and commotion, everyone resumed their training.

......

Not long after the talks, another level-one combat readiness was activated.

During the preparations, Wu Zhe put his arm around Zhang Hui's shoulder and watched with a meaningful look as Qi Huan directed the men to load equipment onto the vehicles.

"Hey, you guys with the kitchen knives, how are you planning to mess with us this time?"

"This time it's the real deal!" Qi Huan turned to look at him and replied calmly.

Wu Zhe smiled and glanced at Zhang Hui, then continued to Qi Huan, "After all this time, I thought we were brothers! Can you tell me the truth?"

"Hey, don't you know how to read a gun? It's loaded with live ammunition!" Qi Huan turned and glanced at Wu Zhe, speaking coldly.

Now, not only Wu Zhe, but Zhang Hui also removed the magazine from his gun and began to examine it.

Although Wu Zhe was still speculating, he said, "Last time, someone sent us blank rounds marked with live ammunition." After saying that, he also glanced at his own magazine.

"Can't you read the bullet?" Qi Huan finally couldn't help but complain.

Wu Zhe tossed the magazine to Xu Sanduo, who was sitting next to him, and asked him to check it as well.

Zhang Hui then removed a bullet from his magazine, held it up, and examined it carefully. After confirming it was live ammunition, he nudged Wu Zhe with his elbow, gesturing for him to look as well.

"Hey, this time the bullets are definitely real. If we don't change guns this time and just use the guns we have, then they can't be fake." After saying that, Zhang Hui put the bullets back into his magazine.

His expression turned serious, and he looked at Xu Sanduo with some worry. Tomorrow is this kid's birthday. Would he really let him celebrate his birthday by killing someone?

"It's real live ammunition." These were Xu Sanduo's words, and he also confirmed the bullets in Wu Zhe's magazine.

Upon hearing this result, Wu Zhe was still somewhat incredulous. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Yuan Lang walking over.

"Qi Huan, Qi Huan!"

"arrive!"

"Is everyone here?" Yuan Lang looked around at the people present and continued to ask.

"All done!" Qi Huan replied.

"No need to line up anymore, get on the bus!"

"yes!"

They boarded the bus one after another, and Zhang Hui heard Wu Zhe mutter, "He's getting more and more convincing!" Zhang Hui couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder, telling him to shut up quickly, as his current mindset wasn't good for facing the tasks ahead.

After traveling for half a day, the group arrived at a forest in the southwest.

Not long after they arrived, a torrential downpour began again in the damp environment, and the dirt road became muddy.

Zhang Hui watched as Yuan Lang spoke with two armed police officers, seemingly also gathering information about the situation ahead. The group stopped after a short while, each member crouching down to check their equipment.

The rain continued to fall, and Wu Zhe was clearly affected by the environment.

He questioned Qi Huan, "Last time you used factory gas and street fighting, and this time it's raining, there's jungle, and a huge mud pit. What are you trying to do? What the hell are you up to?"

"I want to know even more than you do!" Qi Huan said to him with a hint of helplessness.

"Do you believe it?" Wu Zhe asked Zhang Hui, who was standing next to him.

"Don't speak, someone's coming. Observe carefully later!" After replying to Wu Zhe, he stood up and looked at the armed police officers walking in the distance.

This group of people had clearly gone through something. Zhang Hui carefully observed them and noticed that some of them had very sorrowful expressions.

Wu Zhe wanted to pull someone to ask, but Zhang Hui pulled him back as soon as he raised his hand.

"Don't do anything rash! Didn't you see their expressions? This is definitely not a drill. I saw the muzzles of their guns; there were marks from live ammunition firing!" Zhang Hui's tone was very serious.

"Falcon, really?" He was somewhat skeptical of Zhang Hui's words. How could anyone see the muzzle marks clearly, especially under such visible conditions?

But the look in Zhang Hui's eyes when he shut up didn't seem like a joke. Wu Zhe felt a little flustered. Although he was prepared to die for his country, he was still a little apprehensive about actual combat.

[The plot has changed due to the host's actions; 7 unallocated points will be awarded as a reward!]

After receiving the reward, Zhang Hui continued to observe Wu Zhe's expression and found that he no longer had the skeptical look he had just had. Zhang Hui didn't care whether he truly believed it or had buried his doubts in his heart; he just needed to take the next action seriously.