Reborn at Boot Camp: General, Don't Mess Around!

The instructor wanted to help her but she rejected him. She assembled the gun on her own. No one helped her.

"How is that possible? I don't believe it. Why does she know how to assemble a gun? Why… why didn't I know this?" Ye Ying was frozen to the ground. She shivered as she stared into the emptiness. She didn't believe it. She couldn't accept it at all.

She turned around in a daze. She saw the astonishment on everyone's faces. They were flabbergasted too. They didn't know why Ye Jian could assemble a gun.

No, wait. There wasn't just astonishment on their faces. Their eyes were filled with admiration for Ye Jian. They respected her. They felt that she was very handsome when she assembled the gun just now.

"All the best, Ye Jian! All the best!" As Ye Jian's good friend, An Jiaxin immediately started cheering for her. "You're the best! I respect you! I love you so much!"

Her cheers came right on time. They ignited the excitement of the students and everyone started shouting with their arms in the air. "All the best, Ye Jian! You're the best! We respect you!"

"I won't say that I love you. Someone might think that I'm in a relationship with you. Haha." A naughty male student raised his voice and made a joke. All the students started laughing.

Unity is strength. Ye Jian united all her classmates together. Their shouts echoed through the mountains. The ground seemed to be shaking due to their enthusiasm. Ye Ying's face turned paler.

This Ye Jian is so handsome. Xia Jinyuan thought to himself. He smiled. It was a small smile but it was bright and mesmerizing. It was hard to look away from his smile.

The political commissar sighed as he listened to the energetic and tidy cheers. How great would it be if Ye Jian was a soldier in his chemical defense regiment?

The young lady was born to be a leader. Even if she didn't have a good card on her hand, she would be able to play it well. The military needed a soldier like this.

"Ask the students to calm down. We shall wait for her to finish shooting." The political commissar lowered his gaze and reminded Instructor Huang. "Your class is hard to deal with but it's the best class too. It'll be a good memory for you before you retire."

It was indeed a good memory. Many years later, when Instructor Huang became part of the Criminal Investigation Bureau, he would point to the lady on the television and say proudly, "When she was in senior high, I was her military training instructor."

Of course, Ye Jian is just a senior high student now. Instructor Huang blew his whistle and the students quietened down. Ye Jian inspected the magazine and gave her instructor an 'okay' sign. She told the soldier that brought the gun to her, "200 meters. Target no. 5."

The soldier was stunned by Ye Jian's speed too. When he heard her request, he was even more dumbfounded. He turned to his political commissar instinctively to ask if he should accept her request.

The political commissar nodded. The young lady had good eyesight. She knew that this soldier was his clerk.

"Target no. 5, 200 meters. Target no. 5, 200 meters.100 meters down. 100 meters down." They contacted the soldiers at target no. 5 and gave them the following instructions.