Chapter 166 Every single one of you here is trash!

Discarding the unrealistic thoughts in his mind, Zi Shu led the other two toward the training ground.

At this hour, the entire team was undergoing training.

If they wanted to find Lin Xiao's squad, heading to the training ground was naturally the only way.

Suddenly, He Yun seemed to recall something. This was Kyoto's special spiritual-martial forces, where, apart from logistics, the combat forces were divided into three tiers.

The first tier consisted of the backbone of the special spiritual-martial forces.

These individuals were veterans within the team, possessing generally high cultivation levels with an average rank of tier six or above.

The second tier comprised the middle generation. Zi Shu and his peers were representatives of this group; they were relatively young yet possessed formidable strength.

The final tier belonged to the new generation. These were freshly enlisted members who had joined very recently and could not even be considered official members of the special spiritual-martial forces, acting at best as reservists.

The troops assigned to Lin Xiao were precisely these raw recruits.

The reason He Yun had made such an arrangement at the time was the result of careful deliberation.

He had learned of some of Lin Xiao's capabilities through Zi Shu, but seeing was believing, and hearing was often misleading.

Moreover, Lin Xiao's actual rank was only tier two; putting him in charge of the main force and the middle generation would undoubtedly fail to command respect.

Thinking about it now, he seemed to have made a mistaken decision.

How could someone who enjoyed such a close relationship with those senior veteran commanders possibly lack genuine skills?

Was it not a case of overqualified talent to have such a prodigy instruct a bunch of green recruits?

At this thought, He Yun immediately halted his steps.

Seeing He Yun stop, Lin Xiao was somewhat puzzled.

"Commander? What is the matter?"

"Hai Zhu, I suddenly thought that your troops are all raw recruits. How about I get you some experienced soldiers instead? Would the training effect be better that way?"

Before Lin Xiao could reply, Zi Shu grew uneasy.

While Lin Xiao was unfamiliar with the situation here, Zi Shu knew it all too well.

Did He Yun mean to have Lin Xiao instruct veteran soldiers?

Whether it was the main combat force or the middle generation like themselves, almost none had a cultivation level below tier four.

Was it really appropriate for Lin Xiao to instruct these people?

Although he had to admit that they could not match Lin Xiao's marksmanship, doing this would likely make it difficult to command obedience!

Just as Zi Shu intended to persuade He Yun to think twice, Lin Xiao spoke up first.

"Recruits are fine. Recruits have a much higher degree of plasticity."

He Yun considered it and thought that made sense. Since Lin Xiao had no objections, he might as well let him lead those raw recruits for the time being.

If the results proved favorable, they could always have Lin Xiao lead the veterans later on.

The three of them quickly arrived at the training ground. Upon seeing the trio—especially He Yun—the soldiers on the training ground drilled with even greater vigor.

One had to know that He Yun was the highest-ranking commander here and rarely made an appearance in this area.

It looked like an inspection, and failing to perform at one's best under such circumstances was out of the question.

He Yun did not linger. Guided by Zi Shu, he headed straight toward the corner of the training ground.

That was where the recruits were stationed.

Calling them recruits was only relative to the special ability forces.

Anyone able to enter the special spiritual-martial forces, even as a recruit, was a handpicked elite from their respective units.

They had all arrived here only after passing through layers of screening.

The recruits had not been here for long and were still unfamiliar with the situation.

Many of them did not even recognize He Yun. Seeing the sudden surge of energy across the training ground, they grew curious.

"What is going on? Why does it feel like the surrounding temperature has suddenly risen?"

"Who knows? Maybe some big shot has arrived."

"Didn't you notice? The one in the lead is a general-rank officer. If I'm not mistaken, he should be our supreme commander."

"So that's how it is."

"All of you, shut your mouths! Is this a time for idle chatter? If I catch anyone talking again, everyone gets five hundred push-ups!"

All the recruits chose to remain silent, though they still cast curious glances toward He Yun's direction from time to time.

They now had a rough idea of He Yun's identity, but who were the two people following the commander?

Dressed in casual clothes even after arriving here?

Could they be big shots as well?

That was impossible; they were far too young!

Lin Xiao's position had been decided by He Yun and arranged by Zi Shu, so naturally, they knew where Lin Xiao's troops were located.

The troops assigned to Lin Xiao were recruits, yet they were the finest batch among the new arrivals.

The three of them quickly found the squad. Seeing the commander stop in front of their unit, the officer responsible for training them immediately ran over to the three men.

"Reporting to the commander, Chu Xing, acting platoon leader of the First Platoon of the Recruit Company, is currently leading the training. Please review us."

He Yun waved a hand, signaling Chu Xing to relax.

"Don't be so tense. I'm just here to observe your training today. Fall back into the ranks; I've brought your true platoon leader, and you can leave the rest to him."

When Chu Xing heard that He Yun had come to observe their training, a wave of excitement washed over him.

Could it be that his management had been so exceptional that it alerted the commander himself?

Yet, as He Yun finished speaking, he felt something was amiss.

Let him fall back into the ranks?

The true platoon leader?

Was it that fellow behind the commander?

On what grounds?

Although somewhat resentful, Chu Xing knew this was not the time to argue, so he could only obediently return to the ranks.

The others gazed curiously at Lin Xiao.

Though they hadn't seen clearly before, they now recognized Zi Shu.

Zi Shu could not possibly become their platoon leader, which meant it could only be this unfamiliar young man.

This young man looked no older than them—in fact, he appeared even younger.

What right did this guy have to be their platoon leader?

Was he some kind of nepotistic connection hire?

Aside from the company commander, the recruit company of the special spiritual-martial forces consisted entirely of genuine novices.

Among a sea of recruits, anyone who managed to stand out and become a squad leader or platoon leader was undoubtedly the most exceptional among them.

The soldiers of the First Platoon held a high regard for Chu Xing.

They had never been able to figure out why the word "acting" was stubbornly prefixed to Chu Xing's title as platoon leader.

Now they knew the reason. Their platoon leader turned out to be a connected elite, a freeloader drawing a salary without doing the work.

Most of them were above tier three in cultivation, and at a single glance, they could tell that Lin Xiao's cultivation level was even lower than theirs.

To have someone like this serve as their platoon leader was utterly unacceptable to them!

With such thoughts in mind, the looks they cast at Lin Xiao became filled with unconcealed disdain.

He Yun and Zi Shu took all of this in without any intention of intervening.

In the military, strength reigned supreme, and they believed Lin Xiao was fully capable of handling this situation.

Naturally, Lin Xiao observed everything as well.

He felt no discomfort whatsoever; instead, a sense of excitement welled up within him.

Now this was interesting!

Let him fan these flames until they burned even more fiercely!

Lin Xiao stepped in front of the recruits, the corner of his mouth curving upward as he swept a finger across them.

"I originally thought my troops would be elites, but looking at you lot, I am thoroughly disappointed. If I may be frank, take everyone here, one by one—you're all trash!"