Fang Huai had only started studying military strategy after his rebirth.
This move was called Breaking the Cauldrons and Sinking the Boats. It could also be called Retreat to Advance.
Formation drills were probably Ninth Squad's greatest weakness. Since things had already come to this, they might as well let everyone see it.
They were already a complete mess anyway. If they pulled it off, it would be an inspiring story. If not, everyone would get used to seeing it, and it would not look quite so jarringly ugly.
Besides, this Friday there would be a squad leader formation demonstration in the middle of the Training Ground. Hao Chengbin would be leading it too, right in the center of the field.
They had to put some pressure on everyone. The same commander could produce vastly different results. The new recruits of Ninth Squad would have a benchmark to compare themselves against, and they would also feel some shame.
Only by knowing shame could they become brave afterward!
With him helping everyone avoid every pitfall, things had gone far too smoothly lately. It was time to turn up the intensity in their lives.
That afternoon, Seventh Company, Ninth Squad—the highest-scoring squad in the entire regiment under the Squad Point System—was brought to the center of the Training Ground to train.
Everyone had assumed they were about to show off their formation skills. Instead... they seemed to be putting on a comedy skit.
With formations, it was not enough for one person to be good. Even if everyone was good, one oddball in the mix would test everyone's mentality. If someone with obsessive-compulsive tendencies stood nearby watching, it could drive them insane.
Fang Huai trained separately with Liu Yue off to the side. Before long, Fang Huai began asking for help,