Lü Qinglong raised his hand, and the eyes of all the recruits and veterans around him converged on him.
It seemed they all wanted to see what else he had to say.
"Reporting to the Political Instructor, I have a question."
"I don't feel like that was enough. I want to represent First Squad and challenge the Dongfeng Warrior to a tug-of-war!"
"If I win, I'd like everyone in our squad to enjoy the privilege of getting our phones early, too."
After Lü Qinglong finished speaking, every recruit and veteran present froze in place. Only one thought remained in their minds:
He was crazy.
This guy had definitely gone crazy!
Who in their right mind would try to pull a Dongfeng Warrior for no reason?
The troops were equipped with the third-generation Dongfeng Warrior. In normal unloaded condition, it weighed 3.8 tons; fully loaded, it could weigh six tons or even more.
The third-generation Dongfeng Warrior parked in the camp wasn't loaded with any weapons, so it was unloaded—but it still weighed 3.8 tons!
On top of that, it was equipped with a 300-horsepower inline-six, water-cooled, turbocharged diesel engine, even more powerful than the second generation.
And now someone was challenging it to a tug-of-war!
Where did Lü Qinglong get that confidence?
"Qinglong, why don't we just forget it? I know you mean well, but maybe don't go through with it!"
"Don't hurt yourself doing this."
Ji Baichang was genuinely worried about Lü Qinglong. How could a person possibly compete with a vehicle in a test of pulling strength?
"Relax. I know what I'm doing," Lü Qinglong quietly reassured him.
"Oh? Lü Qinglong, are you sure?"
The Political Instructor pushed up his glasses, his face showing surprise as well.
"Reporting to the Political Instructor, I'm sure."
"I want to challenge