Counterfeit Hero

Chapter 94: Updated - 4 Trainee Training

Chapter 94: Updated: Chapter 4 Trainee TrainingEditor: Geoffrey_ The international situation is becoming increasingly tense, with friction between several major powers gradually escalating. The standoff between the two superpowers is also more intense. Every country is continuously preparing for war, war preparedness! No one can say exactly when it started to change like this. The whole human society is in a state of inexplicable panic. No one knows which gunshot will announce the official arrival of the cosmic war.

Miloke’s troop assembly and various pre-war preparations are still being conducted intensively. The economy of the Leray Federation is beginning to show its strength, with over seventy percent of businesses manufacturing military products. Orders from the Military Department are being converted into weapons and equipment distributed to the hands of soldiers.

The Gallipalan Military Academy also bears its mission in this grand era.

The Leray Federation’s Military Academy is under the jurisdiction of the Military Department. Regardless of what the students did before, whether they are battle-hardened warriors or greenhorn brats, as long as they can pass the entrance exam to the Military Academy, they all become reserve officers. After passing the graduation assessment, they will truly enter the army and become grassroots commanders.

The instructors at the academy are even more diverse. There are ordinary professors teaching cultural courses, re

Among the students in training, a few were obviously seasoned Special Forces soldiers, easygoing during training. The worst off were the new recruits just entering the military academy. Unlike real Special Forces, they were lucky if they could be considered a bunch of forced special ducks.

The Special Forces team staggered past Fatty. Their individual weapons and loose marching packs slapped against their behinds. Pale-faced and blue-lipped, each looked ready to collapse and be paralyzed completely.

Some guys’ pants were almost falling down, pulling them up while running. Others had their clothes twisted around, equipment straps in a tangled mess. Some even had their weapon belts tied in a manner resembling queen straps, tied so tight as if in an SM-style bondage, choking themselves.

Fatty tearfully wiped his eyes. He had forgotten what he looked like during training in the Reconnaissance Camp. Thinking back now, he truly missed his rookie days.

These clueless students always had a kind of romantic heroism. Special Forces – what a proud title. Being able to complete training in such a camp and wearing the Special Forces graduation badge would make these young rookies heroes in the eyes of equally young girls.

But these so-called heroes’ pitiful appearances would make people want to cry. They probably weren’t ready to become top-notch soldiers yet. No one could gain praise and admiration without hard work, and behind the Special Forces badge were countless instances of rigorous training.

The most amusing to Fatty was a group of female students. It’s not that there were no female Special Forces; it’s just their training methods and tasks were very different from male Special Forces. The academy only had male Special Forces camps. These female students, for some reason, insisted on joining this camp, which was completely disadvantageous for them, wasting effort and energy.

The instructors didn’t care about gender. They followed a standard training program, practicing intensely regardless.

The girls obviously didn’t anticipate such brutal training. Crying as they ran, the entire team wailing, their cries rising and falling melodiously. The Special Forces instructor beside them was sweating bullets from their tears. He gritted his teeth, deciding to drill them even harder until they passed out and fell silent.

Fatty clutched his stomach, laughing madly on the ground.

Human hatred is easily guided. The Special Forces instructor was already irritated. Seeing a Lieutenant in the mechanical repair training camp laughing to the point of rolling on the ground, he was both exasperated and amused. Gritting his teeth, he decided to betray his comrade, shouting to the students, "Look! See how he laughs at you. A person has their dignity. Keep your spirits up, don’t be wimps!"

Hatred was successfully redirected. Countless pairs of angry eyes glared at the fatty rolling on the ground like a dying fish.

Both male and female students cursed in their hearts, "Fatty! Just you wait!"