Li Zhi, who had been speaking voluminously, paused, blinking as if he couldn't believe his ears:

"Instructor Zhao, what... what did you just say?"

"I said, Commander Li, would you consider transferring that soldier named Xu Zhongxin to my side?"

Zhao Yi repeated.

Hearing Zhao Yi's words, Li Zhi's eyes widened, staring intently at Zhao Yi, his tone filled with disbelief:

"Instructor Zhao, did I hear that right? You want to transfer Xu Zhongxin to the Special Forces?"

"Yes." Zhao Yi smiled and nodded, "But this requires your agreement, Commander Li. I'm just asking for your opinion now."

"Hahaha..."

Li Zhi chuckled.

"Instructor Zhao, let's be frank. I know you're currently looking for reserve soldiers for the Special Forces."

"But you come to our Fierce Tiger Regiment, you don't want those few soldier kings, you want Xu Zhongxin, hahaha..."

Then, Li Zhi, who had been laughing heartily, suddenly changed his expression, and his tone became serious:

"Instructor Zhao, it's a deal, double happiness!"

"Even if you were just joking, you're not allowed to go back on your word, hahaha!"

Li Zhi's words were halfway out when he couldn't hold back and started laughing again.

However, he only took Zhao Yi's words as a joke:

"Alright, Instructor Zhao, you just played a joke on me, and I'll play one on you. We're even."

"With that kid Xu Zhongxin's level, he's at the bottom of our regiment. Go to the Special Forces? Does he have that capability?"

On the other side, Zhao Yi also chuckled lightly, echoing Li Zhi.

But after laughing, Zhao Yi's expression turned serious:

"Commander Li, although this matter is a bit sudden, I am serious; I am not joking."

Hearing this, Li Zhi's smile on his face slowly faded:

"No way, Instructor Zhao, are you serious?"

"Yes, I think this soldier, Xu Zhongxin, might be an unpolished jade that's been misplaced," Zhao Yi said.

Seeing this, Li Zhi took a deep breath:

"Instructor Zhao, to be honest, if a soldier like Xu Zhongxin left the Fierce Tiger Regiment, I'd probably wake up laughing if I dreamt about it."

"But as a commander, as a soldier of the Southwest Military Region, considering the bigger picture, I do not wish for Xu Zhongxin to join the Special Forces."

"According to the Military Region's idea, and your idea in the meeting, Instructor Zhao, the Special Forces should be an elite unit that carries out difficult missions, and the soldiers in the Special Forces should be the elite of the elite."

"But Xu Zhongxin, he doesn't even meet the requirements to be an ordinary soldier. I really don't think he can be a good Special Forces soldier, and I certainly don't want him to drag down your pilot unit, Instructor Zhao, and drag down this important pilot project of the Military Region."

Li Zhi's words were sincere. Although letting Xu Zhongxin go would mean one less problem for him, and could even be said to be one less major worry.

However, his ethics and beliefs still led Li Zhi to persuade Zhao Yi not to let Xu Zhongxin join the Special Forces.

"Commander Li, I understand your concerns, but I am confident I can train Xu Zhongxin into a qualified Special Forces soldier."

Zhao Yi said.

Seeing that Li Zhi still had doubts, Zhao Yi didn't stop, continuing:

"How about this, Commander Li, even if I really can't train Xu Zhongxin into a Special Forces, or if for various reasons he's eliminated, I will find a good place for him."

"You should know a little about my family's situation, Commander. Transferring Xu Zhongxin to the logistics department or some auxiliary position is not difficult."

Li Zhi looked at Zhao Yi:

"Since Instructor Zhao, you've said so, I have no reason to object."

"I'll talk to Xu Zhongxin later; he most likely won't refuse, and someone will be sent to prepare all the paperwork and send it to you."

"Good, thank you, Commander Li."

...

One hour later.

In Zhao Yi's military vehicle, besides Ma Ping'an who was driving, there was also a somewhat uneasy Xu Zhongxin:

"Sir, Sir, will I be a member of the Special Forces from now on?"

"Consider yourself a reserve soldier. If you perform poorly in training, I will eliminate you."

Zhao Yi spoke slowly. Including Xu Zhongxin, who had just been recruited, he had gathered the five reserve Special Forces soldiers required for the system mission.

However, for Zhao Yi himself, five people were too few, and he planned to recruit a few more.

"Then, then I will definitely work hard."

Xu Zhongxin, who was beside him, didn't know what to say and could only respond like that.

The car fell silent again. Zhao Yi also closed his eyes to rest; these days, besides recruiting people, he also had to continue guiding the Special Forces' site renovation and preparing various documents and materials needed for Special Forces training.

The construction of the Special Forces was not a mindless, brute-force training like a martial artist; it required guidelines, regulations, and planning.

Especially since Zhao Yi's Southwest Military Region was responsible for the pilot construction of the first batch of Special Forces, Zhao Yi had to summarize his training experience and techniques into documents to lay a good foundation for future generations.

Just as Zhao Yi was calculating inwardly, Ma Ping'an, who was driving beside him, suddenly widened his eyes and slammed on the brakes!

"Screech—"

The car tires left a dark tire mark on the road.

The three people in the car, including Zhao Yi, immediately leaned forward, almost falling over.

"Xiao Ma, what happened?!"

Zhao Yi suddenly opened his eyes and looked up. As soon as his voice fell, he saw a black shadow dart past the car window:

"Still chasing! Still chasing! I run 100 meters in just over ten seconds, and you're still chasing?"

"Kid, stop!"

"Quick! Don't let him get away!"

Three or five soldiers wearing white helmets followed closely behind.

However, one white-helmeted soldier who was lagging behind saw the military vehicle they had forced to stop. He didn't continue chasing and hurried towards Zhao Yi and the others.

Zhao Yi also took the opportunity to lead Ma Ping'an and Xu Zhongxin out of the car.

Zhao Yi glanced at the white helmet of the soldier in front of him. It had several stripes, and two large characters were printed on the side:

Military Police.

"What's the situation?" Zhao Yi asked, "I remember one of your Military Police duties is to maintain traffic safety in the Military Region. Is this how you maintain it?"

The Military Police soldier in front of him, after clearly seeing the rank on Zhao Yi's shoulder, broke out in a sweat and quickly explained:

"Reporting, Sir! I'm truly sorry, we didn't mean to crash into you!"

"A Military Region soldier violated regulations by smoking in the drying yard. After we caught him, he not only refused to honestly admit his mistake but also ran away."

"We are currently chasing that soldier."

Hearing this, Zhao Yi raised his eyebrows, a look of interest in his eyes:

"I remember, there were about four or five Military Police who just ran past to chase that soldier, right?"