A Sumptuous Dinner

Silence, is the Cambridge of tonight~

"Squad Leader, why aren't you talking? Am I not qualified enough?"

Seeing Chen Ting's face twitching, Lü Qinglong couldn't hide his confusion and asked eagerly.

I should still be okay, right? If I run the three kilometers normally, nine minutes should be no problem.

For the parallel bars and horizontal bar, I can manage a hundred reps.

I have no issues with these physical fitness tests. Can I still not go to the Special Operations Brigade?

But I clearly remember, the requirements for going to the Special Operations Brigade didn't seem this high.

Actually, it's not that if you go to the Special Operations Brigade, you're automatically a Special Forces soldier.

One time, I accidentally overheard my father talking to his comrades.

He said that within the Special Operations Brigade, only the two Special Reconnaissance Battalions truly had the combat power of Special Forces soldiers. The others were logistics or something, supporting those two Special Reconnaissance Battalions.

After all, modern warfare not only requires soldiers to have excellent physical fitness and military skills, but also requires the logistics of a unit to keep up.

"You are. With your physical condition, you're more than enough to go anywhere."

After a moment of silence, Squad Leader Chen Ting finally gave a very fair answer.

In his sixteen years of military service, he had never encountered a soldier as monstrous as Lü Qinglong.

It's a good thing his father is...

Otherwise, with his height, he wouldn't have been able to join the army at all, as there's a clear regulation stating that anyone over two meters cannot enlist.

But who cares when his family has connections, and isn't he a chosen soldier with a divine physique?

On the battlefield, as long as he's equipped with bulletproof gear, in these small-scale decapitation operations nowadays.

Wouldn't he be like a fierce general of ancient times, even capable of tearing apart the Japanese with his bare hands!

"That's great, Squad Leader!"

Upon receiving Chen Ting's affirmation, Lü Qinglong nodded happily like a child.

Then, he exerted force with his arms, and his entire body moved like it was equipped with an electric motor, going up and down rapidly on the parallel bars.

In the blink of an eye, he had already done dozens of dips.

And he wasn't done yet. He continued until he had done over three hundred reps before straightening his legs and stepping down from the parallel bars, his face beaming with pride.

"Brother Long is truly Brother Long, like a monster. Doing pull-ups and dips is more exaggerated than eating."

"I finally understand why Brother Long eats so much. His daily energy consumption is right there. Just the energy he burns walking must be several times more than a normal person!"

The New Recruits stared at the monstrous Lü Qinglong, speechless, and could only silently give him a thumbs-up in their hearts.

It would be a waste of his physique to not go to the Special Operations Brigade as a Special Forces soldier!

"Physical training for all squads is concluded. Return to your respective squads and assemble in front of the building in twenty minutes for meal preparations!"

The duty officer's voice echoed through the equipment area.

Squad Leader Chen Ting also walked to the side of the parallel bars, casually stretched his arms, and did a few dozen dips. Afterward, he led the New Recruits back to their squad to change back into their heavy camouflage uniforms.

At the assembly in front of the building before dinner, the fatigue and hunger for food were evident on the faces of the New Recruits.

Most of them had been starving for a long time.

They had only managed to eat one plate of food in the mess hall at noon. By the time they wanted to get a second helping, the central table in the mess hall was cleaner than their faces!

At this age, they were all vigorous young men. How could one plate of food be enough?

So, they planned to eat a lot for dinner tonight, to avoid being hungry in the middle of the night.

"A song before the meal, 'Soldier', prepare, sing!"

The duty officer was finally a bit humane. Knowing the New Recruits were starving, he didn't make them sing a long song, but a short pre-meal battle song.

"A soldier's duty is heavy~ Yeah!"

"Military skills must be sharp~ Yeah!"

"Love the army and practice martial arts to create excellence~"

"Achieve merit and build careers in the military camp~ Hehe!"

The song 'Soldier' is also known as the four true words before meals. Whether it's the Army, Navy, Air Force, Rocket Force, or Armed Police, basically all units sing this song before meals.

Or 'A Strong Company'. The reason is simple: it's too easy to sing! Too suitable for a pre-meal song!

"You can go in."

The duty officer nodded with satisfaction. Judging from the singing of the New Recruits, he could tell.

It seemed they were truly hungry.

"First Squad, get your food!"

As soon as the duty officer called out, Lü Qinglong's massive figure shot up from his seat and rushed towards the central dining table with large strides.

"It's over."

The duty officer thought to himself, how could he have forgotten this guy?

He eats so much, hopefully the cookhouse squad prepared enough dinner.

"It's over."

The New Recruits from Squads Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, and Ten roared in their hearts simultaneously.

This monster, like a demon god, rushed to get food! What would they eat?

The northwest wind?

They were already hungry from lunch. Lü Qinglong rushed to the front to get food, and once again performed the exaggerated feat of eating a large iron plate of rice by himself.

"It's over!"

"I think I got too much rice. The Squad Leader said we can't waste leftovers. Will I be punished if I can't finish it?"

Ji Baichang stared at the more than half-full bowl of white rice on his plate and fell into deep thought.

He hadn't eaten much at noon, and now his stomach was rumbling with hunger.

Plus, the cookhouse squad had specially made braised radish and meat for dinner!

The stir-fried dish looked so appetizing, with the glistening caramelized sugar!

It looked so delicious that he couldn't help but take a little extra.

"It's fine, just scrape the rice you can't finish into my basin."

Lü Qinglong appeared behind Ji Baichang, holding an empty large iron basin that had appeared in his hand at some point.

The bottom of the large iron basin was already covered with a thick layer of white rice. Each grain of rice was plump and white, looking very appetizing.

Lü Qinglong walked over to the large iron basin of braised radish and meat and began pouring the dish into his own basin.

The sauce made from caramelized sugar evenly coated every grain of rice, and immediately a meaty aroma wafted into the noses of all the New Recruits in the mess hall.

Lü Qinglong was also very considerate. Of the large iron basin of braised radish and meat, he only took about a quarter of the portion for himself.

Then, he picked up his large iron basin and moved to the second dish.

With every dish he passed, the hearts of the New Recruits from the five squads behind him couldn't help but tremble.

"Woohoo~"

Finally, when Lü Qinglong sat back down at his seat with satisfaction, the other New Recruits breathed a sigh of relief.

Judging by the current situation, Lü Qinglong wasn't a heinous criminal. He had left a significant portion of the dishes.

How much would be left after the "plunder" by the New Recruits from the next four squads was another story.

The Strategic Support Force is gone now, replaced by the Information Support Force!