One person makes a mistake and the whole team is penalized.

  "Report, none!"

  Di Yu being the instructor was a fact that Yang Qian didn't want to believe, but couldn't not believe. The folder in Hong Hu's hand contained the list of information for all thirty of them, and whether or not they could become special police this time depended entirely on the instructor's checkmark or cross on their information sheet.

  Yang Qian wants to practice her skills "bullying" Di Yu, and there is a reason for this, but the main reason she came to receive training is still to seize this rare opportunity to become an even more outstanding Z-country people's police officer.

  Di Yu was secretly delighted, never expecting that by taking on this ghostly task he would run into Yang Zhen. It seemed the heavens were giving him an opportunity to thoroughly deal with this overbearing and unreasonable little girl, so how could he possibly disobey the will of heaven?

  Di Yu's face sank as he said, "Since there's no problem, then let's get down to business."

  "What's wrong?" Yang Qian looked bewildered.

  "Name and age." Di Yu said calmly.

  Damn it! Yang Qian cursed in a low voice, knowing that she was asking again, obviously taking the opportunity to retaliate. But how could she possibly connect Di Yu with special forces? She clearly saw him with the murder suspect, how could he have become a soldier, let alone a special forces operative?

  Yang Qian took a deep breath and replied: "Yang Qian, 24 years old."

  Di Yu nodded in satisfaction and said, "Alright, let's disperse then." He turned around and left, with his back to Yang Qian, secretly laughing, who's wrong, you're wrong, who's wrong, I'm wrong, haha.

  "Report—"

  A sharper and more piercing cry than before made Di Yu's ears numb, he turned around to look at Yang Qian and asked: "What's wrong again?"

  "We have come to receive rigorous training, Instructor, teach us what is special warfare!" Yang Qian shouted loudly.

  As soon as she shouted, the others immediately filled with expectation again. Yang Qian looked at Di Yu with a provocative face, damn it, let's see what tricks you can play! She never believed that Di Yu was some kind of special forces from the beginning!

  Looking at the scene, one by one with spirited eyes, having been exposed to the sun for an entire morning, aren't you all tired? Di Yu scanned the crowd with a glance. "Do you all want to experience what special warfare is like?"

  "Yes!" This time everyone responded in unison and loudly.

  "Alright then, let's give you a show. Everyone has it - don't be so tense, just run ten laps around this field!" Di Yu said with a smile.

  His command seemed not to be effective, except for Hong Hu's hesitation in executing Di Yu's command, no one else made a move. The track is about 800 meters per lap, and ten laps are almost ten kilometers.

  "Report!" Yang Qian shouted louder and louder each time.

  "You have many things on your mind, speak." Di Yu said impatiently.

  "We're here to learn special operations, not to learn how to run like a three-year-old kid." Yang Qian said with confidence, this idiot definitely doesn't know anything, I must make you lose face.

  "Oh? Then tell me, what is special warfare." Di Yu neither confirmed nor denied, but instead asked her.

  "Report! Special operations refer to the actions taken by a country or organization in peacetime and wartime, with the aim of achieving specific strategic objectives. These actions are led and commanded mainly by specially organized, trained and equipped special forces or elite units temporarily formed according to the needs of the mission, using special methods and means." Yang Qian answered seriously, knowing that the more serious she was, the more embarrassed Di Yu would be in the end.

  Di Yu nodded: "It seems that you usually read books on this aspect and have come prepared. But I want to tell you, the real special warfare is just one sentence - at any time, in any place, with any form of combat method to conduct combat. You think running these ten kilometers isn't special warfare, wrong!

  "If there were no means of transportation now, and you were asked to rescue a hostage held captive by bandits ten kilometers away, or in the wilderness, jungle, desert, or Gobi where vehicles cannot be used, would you just sit and wait for the hostages to be killed?"

  Yang Qian was left speechless, why can this guy always come up with reasonable, no, unreasonable arguments.

  "Because of your stupidity, it's now fifteen laps. The last three to finish will be eliminated in the first round." Di Yu said, looking at Hong Hu who had finished half a lap, and shouted: "Hong Hu, you only need to run ten laps! And, none of these thirty people are allowed to eat lunch today, I want them to know what it means to fight on an empty stomach!"

  As soon as Di Yu shouted, the remaining people quickly ran away. They didn't care if they could really learn special combat skills this time. However, this training was an important stepping stone to becoming a special police officer. If they were eliminated in the first round, especially under such instructors and training, it would be embarrassing to continue working in the police force.

  Even Yang Qian didn't dare take risks, who knows how this bastard became an instructor.

  Watching everyone running around the field, Di Yu let out a sigh of relief. You're still too tender to compete with me, take your time, you've got a whole month ahead of you. Di Yu returned to his assigned office in the military district and stood by the window, looking at everyone making an effort to run. "I really didn't expect that after being sunburned for an entire morning, they still had so much energy. I wonder if they usually catch thieves with such desperation?"

  Hong Hu is the youngest, but after ten laps, he was far ahead of those police officers. Before coming to participate in the training, he had actually been training in the army for a long time and had been taught by Hong Fang since childhood, performing very well.

  Hong Hu ran to the cafeteria to get food for Di Yu, and Di Yu watched the whole process. As an assistant, it was within his ability to help with eating, drinking, and even going to the bathroom. It seemed that Hong Fang treated himself quite well, having his own son serve him.

  "Hmm!" Di Yu said, eating the food in the military canteen, looking at Hong Hu standing beside him: "Why don't you go eat? The food here is not bad."

  "Reportedly, I've already told the cafeteria that there's no need to leave dinner for these thirty-one of us," Hong Hu replied.

  Di Yu looked up at him and asked, "Do you mean to say that you want to starve with them?" Earlier, Di Yu had said not to let Yang Qian and the others eat lunch.

  "It is a report."

  "Why?"

  "Report: we are a team, one person makes a mistake and the whole team is penalized."

  "They're still running, why don't you go with them?"

  "Reporting, sir, you only let me run ten laps."

  "Are you really Hong Fang's son?" Di Yu finally couldn't help but question the father-son relationship between Hong Fang and Hong Hu, how could the cunning and treacherous Hong Fang have such a stupid and dull son, was it a story of genetic mutation or the cause of the neighbor monk?

  "The report is correct." Hong Hu was as expressionless as a wooden puppet from head to toe.

  Di Yu suddenly asked him: "Does your dad often scold you for being stupid?"

  "Huh? How did you know?" Hong Hu finally stopped shouting "report" and spoke like a normal person.

  "Haha!" Di Yu burst out laughing, it turned out to be true. Thinking about it, it makes sense. With Hong Fang's cunning and deep calculations, how could he not be disappointed with such a honest and simple-minded son? Especially since he had hoped that Hong Hu would follow in his footsteps as a military man.

  Hong Hu looked embarrassed and rubbed his head, standing there with a silly smile.

  "Alright, you go and see off the last three people who have finished running out of the military zone. They should be done by now." Di Yu didn't want to mention Hong Fang that guy again, so he ordered him to get back to work.

  "Yes." Hong Hu's expression returned to its usual stiffness.

  A few minutes later, he knocked on the door and came in again.

  Di Yu looked strange and asked: "So soon?"

  This time Hong Hu didn't shout "report", but answered in a low voice: "Officer, the three eliminated team members want to see you!"

  "What's wrong?"

  "They said they hoped the instructor would give them another chance."

  "Let them in."

  Hong Hu replied: "They are all on the scene, and other team members seem to be pleading for them, saying -"

  "Splenetic as ever, asking me to go see them again. Alright, I'll go and hear what they have to say." Di Yu didn't necessarily want to drive them away; for him, whether or not these three people stayed had no impact whatsoever.

  Back to the scene, I saw that two of the three slowest runners were men, and couldn't help but shake my head and say: "You guys must sit in the office for too long, a 15km run is not even as good as a woman's!"

  "Report to the instructor, we are police officers, not professional soldiers. Running is not our strong point. Dismissing us just like that? I don't accept it!" One of the men said with a disgruntled expression.

  Di Yu sneered, "What a joke, not even professional soldiers. You keep saying you want to learn special warfare, but can't even run a few steps, what are you here for? Hong Hu, send him back! Having no ability is not the problem, but making excuses for your own incompetence, such people don't deserve to stay!"

  He finished speaking and walked to the other two men, immediately putting on an unfathomable expression, saying: "As for you two... actually I don't necessarily have to drive you away, it's just that there's a saying, what was it again, Hong Hu?"

  "When one person makes a mistake, the whole team is punished." Hong Hu replied loudly in cooperation. Then resolutely executed Di Yu's order, took away the remorseful person, and unexpectedly left the other two who didn't say a word behind.

  "Hey, being uncultured is really scary, that's what I wanted to say." Di Yu glanced at Yang Qian intentionally or unintentionally, the implication was very clear, if it wasn't for Yang Qian repeatedly questioning Di Yu in front of so many people earlier, he would have let them rest long ago, and there wouldn't be the later long run and the slowest three-person elimination.

  Yang Qian found that everyone was staring at her, especially those two companions who were likely to stay behind. In her heart, she cursed Di Yu a hundred times. "This guy is really shameless, I don't know how he became the coach, and he's not even trying to hide his bias towards me!"

  "Di Yu!!" Yang Qian finally couldn't bear it anymore and loudly scolded Di Yu.

  "You should call me instructor, and shout 'report' before speaking." Di Yu said with a faint smile. Previously, he was annoyed that Hong Hu spoke before reporting, now it's Yang Qian's turn, but he wants him to shout 'report', which is a typical case of being biased towards people rather than the matter itself.

  "Di Yu, stop pretending to be something you're not! I've had enough of your nonsense! You're not even a real man. What kind of special training did you receive? They don't know you, but I do. You're just a playboy who relies on your family's influence and slacks off in the military. What makes you qualified to be our coach? I quit!"

  Yang Qian finally couldn't bear it anymore, she flung her hand and took off her hat, turning around to leave. She had come here with great hope for training, but unexpectedly the so-called special forces member was Di Yu, a crappy special forces member. If Di Yu was also a special forces member, then she would be the commander-in-chief of the Z country's land, sea and air forces, or even the chairman of the national military commission.

  "Halt!"

  A faintly cold voice came from behind, the sound was not loud, but every single person in the scene heard it clearly, carefully and distinctly.