Chapter 15: Devil Training Begins

  Although it's said that injuries take a hundred days to heal, Sun Fan didn't want to disrupt the entire training plan because of just one Sun Qifan. The punishment of Qiu Lin had only passed for two days, and seeing that Qiu Lin's palm wounds had already scabbed over, Sun Fan decisively put the plan back on schedule.

  Cadets' hall, all cadets arrived at the Seventh Day of Nanhai Fleet Flying Shark Training Base on a Monday morning at 8:30.

  All trainees were dressed in camouflage uniforms as previously notified, standing in three rows of eight columns, waiting for Sun's next command.

  Scanning the twenty-three students standing in front of him, Sun Buran brought his head back and coldly asked Zhuo Yi, who was standing at one side: "Why is someone missing?"

  "Are you sure you want a patient to participate in training too?"

  Zhuo Yi's response only earned a scornful snort from Sun Fan: "Hmph! In the Flying Shark base, no one has privileges!" He then bellowed at the duty officer by the door: "Zhang Ji, go to the infirmary immediately and bring Sun Qifan here for me!"

  "Yes!" Zhang Ji responded to Sun Fu's words and immediately rushed to the infirmary.

  About a quarter of an hour later, Sun Qifan, with an unpleasant face, followed Zhang Ji into the cadets' hall. Seeing his uncle looking at him with a frown, Sun Qifan forced a smile and asked: "Captain Sun, what's going on that you suddenly called me here?"

  Sun Fan still just rolled his eyes at Sun Qifan, pointing to the position on Jiang Yurou's right side, indicating that Sun Qifan should join the lineup.

  Sun Qifan also understood Uncle's meaning, but he didn't care and was about to turn around and leave. Turning back, however, he was blocked by Zhang Ji again. Looking at Zhang Ji in front of him, Sun Qifan couldn't help but laugh and ask: "You're just a skinny guy, do you want to be Chen Bin's companion?"

  As he spoke, Sun Qifan lifted his foot and kicked Zhang Ji's descendant directly.

  Zhang Ji was also quick to react, and he hastily raised his hand to withdraw his foot, directly grasping Sun Qifan's right ankle. Following that, Zhang Ji smiled again, and suddenly withdrew two steps backwards.

  Sun Qifan suddenly lost his balance and had to be pulled by Zhang Ji, hopping on one foot. After retreating five or six steps, Zhang Ji stopped and pushed Sun Qifan forward with both hands, immediately sending him tumbling to the ground. The force was so swift that Sun Qifan slid across the smooth floor until he came to a stop in front of Jiang Yurou.

  Jiang Yurou was staring at him with a hint of disdain on her lips, and Sun Qifan quickly scrambled to his feet.

  Turning back, Sun Qifan couldn't help but roar at Sun Fu: "Captain Sun, you can't be unaware of the hundred-day rule for injuries, can you? And this injury was caused by you, do you treat new recruits like this?"

  "Newbie?" Sun Bao sneered, "You've been wearing military uniforms for four years, who among you has the face to dare call themselves a newbie?" Having said that, Sun Bao glared at Sun Qifan with even greater anger.

  "But I'm really hurt!" As he spoke, Sun Qifan held out his two arms.

  Sun Fan still just hummed coldly, and immediately took off his clothes, turned around to face Sun Qifan. "You only received two sticks, Chen Bin's hands are not unknown for their weight, how long do you want to use this as an excuse to make a fuss?"

  Looking at the five scars on his uncle's back that had already scabbed over, cutting three inches into the flesh, Sun Qifan's heart skipped a beat, and he stood there in stunned silence, speechless.

  Everyone fell into silence, they simply didn't know what to say in such a situation, even Zhuo Yi chose to be silent.

  In the silent grand hall, even a single person's heavy breathing could be heard at this moment.

  Suddenly, Sun Qifan burst out laughing and slowly removed the gauze and plaster cast from his arm, tossing it aside. "Captain Sun, it seems you really didn't plan on letting me off easy," he said. At this moment, in Sun Qifan's mind, he couldn't help but recall what Zhao Hu had said to him back on the 157th vessel.

  What Zhao Hu said seems to be true, Sun Fu will not choose to tolerate and protect because he is his own nephew, but instead will be even more severe, so severe that he ignores the harm caused by his own hands.

  If it weren't for the fact that he had already promised Zhao Hu to stay in the South Sea Fleet, Sun Qifan would not have chosen to yield. But now, he chose to forbear, and in front of everyone, he shed off the disguise of enjoying comfort these past few days, standing at the far right end of the formation.

  That position means he has now become the temporary squad leader of these twenty-four students.

  Seeing Sun Qifan had arrived, Zhuo Yi couldn't help but look for him, walking up to Sun Qifan's side, gently patting his arm and smiling as he said: "Comrade Sun Qifan, it seems you've recovered quite well. I believe you're ready to accept all sorts of challenges now, aren't you?"

  Sun Qifan understood the meaning behind Zhuo Yi's words and smiled, following her lead: "Of course, my goal is to become China's first female carrier-based aircraft pilot, if I get eliminated it's a small matter, but if I lose face for Master, that would be a big deal!"

  Zhuo Yi sneered, "Looking at your repeated and strong requests for me to be your master, I can see your sincerity, so I'll reluctantly agree and personally supervise your training." As she spoke, Zhuo Yi hummed lightly and took a step closer, her hand poking into Sun Qifan's chest, saying coldly: "Of course, from now on, the power over your life and death is also in my hands. If I want to, you can get out of here anytime!"

  "Then we'll wait and see?" As he spoke, Sun Qifan also looked at Zhuo Yi with bright eyes.

  Zhuo Yi didn't say anything more, just hummed lightly and retreated back to Sun Fan's side, no longer speaking.

  Watching a farce finally came to an end, Sun also cleared his throat and said: "Since everyone has arrived, you have all been familiar with the local conditions in this week's time. Training can't be delayed any longer."

  "Now that you have adapted to the climate here, any training that unfolds from now on will be the only proof of whether you can stay. At that time, there will no longer be any objective factors affecting the assessment."

  Before his words had fallen, Sun Fu raised his hand to look at the time on his watch and said: "It's now 8:45 sharp! Nine o'clock! Armed cross-country assembly is complete! Dismissed!"

  At the sound of the command, all the other students rushed to their dormitories, while Sun Qifan walked slowly towards his own dormitory, where he had spent only two hours this week.

  As soon as he entered the door, Lu Tao had already put away his luggage and put on his helmet. He looked at Sun Qifan walking in lazily and couldn't help but snort in disdain. Sun Qifan heard the snort and looked up at Lu Tao, this was the first time he saw his roommate, and he couldn't help but ask: "Is that calligraphy on the wall yours?"

  Lu Tao didn't say a word, he just slung his bag over his shoulder and ran out of the dorm.

  Looking at Lu Tao's hurried appearance, Sun Qifan couldn't help but chuckle and muttered: "In a hurry to reincarnate? Flustered!" After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at the calligraphy on the wall again, no matter how he looked at it, he was not satisfied. In the blink of an eye, he took down the calligraphy and casually threw it onto Lu Tao's bed. Only then did he pack up his own luggage.

  Everything was ready, he put on his helmet, Sun Qifan turned around and glanced at the wall clock, there were still five minutes until 9 o'clock.

  Sitting on the bed, Sun Qifan took off his helmet again. Looking at the five bright stars on the hat badge, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, raise his hand to lift the helmet, place it in front of him and gently kiss it, saying to himself: "If... I can always wear you, how good would it be to accompany Snow Mountain." After finishing speaking, Sun Qifan felt that this was already like waking up from a dream and no longer existed, so he shook his head with a wry smile, put on his helmet and left the dormitory to gather in the square.

  When they arrived at the square, Sun Qifan was again the last one to arrive, even Qiu Lin was faster than him.

  However, Sun Fu didn't say anything when he saw him. After all, Sun Qifan was only a little late, so it wasn't considered late.

  Everyone has gathered, Sun Bu'er turned his head to look at the red flag and military flag fluttering in the wind above, staring at that touch of bright red, which was dyed with the lives and hot blood of countless predecessors. "As a soldier, one should not forget the passion in their heart! As a soldier, one cannot forget the mission of revival! Blood splattered on the blue sky, reviving China!"

  "Blood shed on blue sky, revitalize China!"

  Simple and plain eight words, is the true understanding of all people's aircraft carrier pilots to their mission. Sun Fan is like this, Zhuo Yi is like this, they two know, the six people who stay behind should also be like this! Only in this way, on the battlefield, they are brave warriors, they are kings, they can become the masters of the sky!

  But even for pilots, a strong physical condition is the first element to become an elite, and what Sun Bao wants to train now is their physical ability. This week, Sun Bao only wants to go through hellish training, leaving only eighteen people to continue!

  "Ten kilometers armed cross-country, start!" As soon as the words fell, Sun Fan's eyes returned to the front and saw that the base gate had already been opened, followed by a loud roar.

  Lu Tao was the first to rush out, Jiang Yurou closely followed behind him, Qiu Lin also wanted to follow closely behind Jiang Yurou, but was squeezed to the end of the line. Sun Qifan, on the other hand, was not in a hurry, and only started jogging slowly after everyone else had already run away.

  Zhuo Yi looked at Sun Qi Fan's careless appearance, and couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed in her heart. Without saying another word, she raised the 95G semi-automatic rifle in her hand and fired a burst of shots at the outer side of Sun Qi Fan's heel. The sudden gunshot from behind startled all the trainees, who turned their heads to look at Zhuo Yi. Zhuo Yi also held up the submachine gun high, shouting loudly: "Whoever wants to try the taste of bullets, just run a bit slower! As long as you enter my range, don't blame me for being ruthless!" With that, Zhuo Yi pulled the trigger, and a burst of bullets fired wildly into the air.

  Zhuo Yi wasn't joking, the students who were watching the excitement all quickly ran away in fright. But Sun Qi Fan still didn't believe Zhuo Yi, he didn't intentionally increase his speed, and slowly but surely fell behind the main force.

  The person in front of him turned the corner and disappeared, but Sun Qifan was still dragging behind. Zhuo Yi drove the car to Sun Qifan's side, pointed a gun at his head and said: "Sun Qifan, don't think I'm afraid to shoot you, hurry up and follow!"