Did he trick the young marshal into becoming sworn brothers and then go south to Huangpu Military Ac

Looking at Lin Qi's seemingly harmless gaze, Chiang Kai-shek's right foot, clad in a gleaming military boot, froze in mid-air.

He was an extremely intelligent man who was also very adept at political maneuvering. At the Baoding Military Academy and the Japanese Zhenwu School, he learned not only infantry drill manuals, but also how to manipulate people's hearts.

At this moment, the more than three hundred tough men in the mud were completely exhausted, and their mental defenses had just been shattered and rebuilt by Lin Qi's soul-piercing roar.

They are like pieces of rough iron that have just been heated red-hot in a furnace and forged wildly by a hammer, in their most vulnerable, most eager for recognition, and most in need of someone to act as their savior.

Chiang Kai-shek was extremely shrewd in his calculations.

Lin Tuozhi played the villain, tormenting the students to the point of wishing they were dead.

Now, all he needs to do is for him, the legitimate principal, to walk forward with heavy steps, to pull them out of the mire with a fatherly tone, and to promise them a few words of military honor.

These three hundred-plus future first-term graduates of the Whampoa Military Academy—their loyalty and their lives—would now belong entirely to Chang!

This is called picking peaches!

This is called the art of imperial rule!

However, he never expected that Lin Qi, who was by the mud pit, seemed to have eyes in the back of his head and seemed to see through his next move.

next second.

"Beep—!!!"

Lin Qi suddenly shoved the brass whistle hanging around his neck into his mouth and blew a long, sharp, piercing whistle that instantly drowned out the cold wind on Cheung Chau Island.

"Final exam over! Everyone, please!"

With this command, the men in the mud, who had already reached their limits, finally relaxed.

Thump, thump, countless rough logs crashed into the muddy water, splashing up large sprays of murky water.

Many people didn't even have the strength to stand up and collapsed directly into the waist-deep, icy mud, panting heavily.

Chiang Kai-shek steeled himself, straightened his top button, and stepped down the stairs to continue bestowing favors.

However, just when everyone thought that this ruthless vice principal was about to issue orders or direct the guards to rescue people,

Lin Qi did something that left everyone present, including the elders of the headquarters on the high platform, speechless!

He casually tossed the white ash wood stick he had used to establish his authority onto the shore.

Immediately afterwards, he bent down and quickly kicked off his expensive high-top suede boots, even tearing off his thick military socks, leaving his bare feet on the cold mud.

Without the slightest hesitation.

"thump!"

A muffled thud.

Wearing a dark gray coarse cloth training uniform, Lin Qi leaped into the cold, dirty mud that reeked of a pungent, fishy stench!

The icy muddy water instantly submerged his thighs and soaked through his clothes.

The entire room fell silent!

Chiang Kai-shek's foot, which had been hovering in mid-air, landed on the step with a thud. He was stunned, as if struck by lightning, staring intently at the tall figure in the mud.

"What is he going to do?!"

Wang suddenly stood up on the high platform, not even noticing that the folding fan in her hand had fallen to the ground.

"The dignified vice-principal of Whampoa Military Academy, rolling around in the mud with a bunch of peasant soldiers? Where is the decorum? Where is the dignity?!"

The man didn't speak, but simply rested his hands on the railing, staring intently at Lin Qi.

Lin Qi, completely oblivious to the shock on the shore, remained in the mud.

He waded through the extremely sticky mud, where the resistance was immense and every step required tremendous effort. He waded directly through the mud and water towards the small man who was now almost collapsing and sinking to the bottom because he was too short.

The short man was naturally Hu Shoushan. At this moment, his face was deathly pale, his lips were frozen purple, and he was spitting out mouthfuls of muddy water. His eyes were beginning to glaze over.

Suddenly, a pair of extremely strong hands grabbed his soaked shirt collar and forcefully pulled him out of the mud!

Hu Shoushan wiped the mud off his face, barely opened his eyes, and saw the face that had just been hurling insults at them and looked like a demon.

At this moment, the face was less than half a foot away from him, and it was also covered in mud.

"Lin... Vice Principal Lin..."

Hu Shoushan's voice trembled.

Lin Qi didn't adopt the superior attitude of an officer, but instead stared intently into his eyes like a brother who would share life and death, his voice booming through the mud.

"You! Listen carefully!"

Lin Qi shouted loudly, not only to Hu Shoushan, but also to everyone in the quagmire.

"The examiners in the preliminary test thought you were too short and wanted to eliminate you! They also thought you couldn't out-fight the opium addicts of the Beiyang Army with bayonets!"

"But let me tell you! Enemy machine guns don't have eyes! Enemy artillery doesn't have eyes! When the bullets come flying, they don't care if you're 1.8 meters or 1.5 meters tall! They only measure your courage! They only measure how tough your bones are!"

Lin Qi pushed Hu Shoushan to stand up straight.

"You soaked in the mud for half an hour! You didn't desert! Your backbone is a million times tougher than those spineless cowards who drink hot tea and shout slogans!"

"From today onwards! You are a student of the first class of the Whampoa Military Academy! Anyone who dares to bring up your height, I'll make them soak in this mud for three days and three nights too!"

boom!

These words were like a warm current that struck the soul, instantly melting away all of Hu Shoushan's inferiority, grievances, and defensiveness.

This man from Zhejiang, in his early twenties and who had endured countless cold stares and ridicule from the outside world, suddenly burst into tears like a child in the icy, bone-chilling mud.

It wasn't a tear of grievance, but the ultimate emotion of a scholar dying for a friend who understands him!

Lin Qi patted him on the shoulder, but didn't stop, continuing to wade through the mud.

When they reached Chen Chuanjin and Xu Xiangqian, who were exhausted to the point of collapse, they saw that although these two men were tough, they were also at their limit.

Lin Qi stretched out his hands, one on each side, and grabbed the two men's arms tightly, pulling them out of the cold mud.

"Stand up straight!"

Lin Qi was soaked to the bone, with muddy water dripping down his chin.

Instead of standing on the shore issuing orders, he stood in the same mud puddle and the same trench with these peasant soldiers.

"Do you know why I'm torturing you like this?!"

Lin Qi looked around at the trembling young people with eyes full of awe.

"Because the real battlefield is a thousand times more brutal than this muddy pit! If you can't endure the hardship here today, your parents will be burning paper money for you at home tomorrow when you're on the battlefield!"

Lin Qi's voice carried an irresistible blend of iron-blooded tenderness.

"I'm here today to trample your pride underfoot, to break your bones and set them again! So that you can survive tomorrow's hail of bullets! So that you can live to win the battle, live to collect your pay, and live to bring your families into the city to enjoy a life of luxury!"

"I don't want your lives! I want you to learn how to survive! Learn how to kill the enemy! Learn how to achieve great things!"

"Did you understand?!"

After a brief silence in the mud, a roar as powerful as a tidal wave erupted!

"I understand!!!"

More than three hundred men, using the last bit of strength in their bodies, roared with red eyes.

The roar sent birds flying in panic over Cheung Chau Island and made the eardrums of the elders on the high platform go numb.

This is the spirit of the army!

Unwavering and devoted morale!

Standing on the high steps, Chiang Kai-shek felt his hands and feet were ice cold.

Hijack!

Hijacking without any scruples!

Lin Qi's series of punches will first transform him into a living Yama, sending you to the eighteenth level of hell and stripping you of all hope.

Then, in your most desperate moment, they will personally jump into hell, share your joys and sorrows, and pull you up to heaven.

Extreme emotional turmoil, a combination of kindness and severity in a devastating attack!

Chiang Kai-shek felt an unprecedented and extremely intense sense of jealousy and fear.

He knew it was all over. Although he, Chang, was the principal, the souls and totems of this first batch of students had been firmly grasped and welded to their feet by Lin Tuozhi at this moment!