The Female General Dominates All After Transmigration-Chapter 361 - 360

The old general, with three shiny golden stars on his shoulder, had a kind and amiable face. He looked at Ling Chengyan as if seeing his own junior: "Little Ling, we meet again."

"Hello, Director Zhang." Ling Chengyan stood at attention and saluted.

The old general restrained his smile, returned the salute, and then smiled again, inviting her to sit on the sofa: "You’ve been in Beijing for a month. How do you feel?"

Ling Chengyan hesitated slightly before speaking, first expressing her admiration for the Beijing Team and her and the East Province Team’s attitude towards learning. Then, she said she had broadened her horizons and seen many new types of equipment...

Director Zhang listened to her and laughed heartily: "Young comrade, are you complaining to me?"

Ling Chengyan had a serious expression: "I want to lead the best special training team, and if excellent personnel could be matched with better, more advanced equipment, it would be like adding wings to a tiger, greatly enhancing the combat effectiveness of the entire team."

Director Zhang chuckled, not picking up on her point, instead changing the topic: "I heard you’re self-studying foreign languages. Why did you decide to learn foreign languages?"

Ling Chengyan hesitated slightly, then said loudly: "Initially, I was preparing for the possibility of going to the front line, so I learned the Southern Yue language; after returning from the battlefield, I self-studied several other languages. Learning these currently shows that we maintain friendly relations with those countries, but it doesn’t mean there will be no conflicts in the future... Even if there is no war, it could facilitate finding some reference materials because, in some aspects, we still lag behind others."

She spoke frankly, without hiding anything. The old general couldn’t help but nod as he listened, watching the guard bring Ling Chengyan a cup of hot tea. He finally smiled and said: "Your idea is very good, preparing for a rainy day..."

After saying a few words, the old director finally stated the ultimate purpose for calling her to talk: "If given the opportunity, would you consider coming to Beijing?"

Although Ling Chengyan had long guessed this, she was still somewhat surprised to hear the old director say it personally. She paused and then smiled, saying: "Director Zhang, I just took over the East Province Team, selecting and training each person one by one. We’re climbing the mountain, and if I step down now, I’m afraid I would be letting these guys down... I want to bring them out."

Director Zhang looked at her, eyes smiling, lightly nodding, without saying anything further.

The old general gave up his initial intention, but Ling Chengyan didn’t let go easily, first discussing the outdated equipment and then saying the team members were eager to learn, yearning for opportunities for further studies... and so on.

A usually reserved and taciturn person, known for being cold, had a lot to say for her team, which amused Director Zhang.

"You little rascal, not agreeing to my proposal, and yet you’re here bargaining with me!" Director Zhang pointed at Ling Chengyan with a laugh.

However, after the scolding, he still granted Ling Chengyan two schooling spots and introduced her to two officer schools. Both schools had learning spots for active-duty personnel. Although only middle and junior college diplomas were offered, it was already excellent for most soldiers who had only attended elementary and junior high school.

A complaint session proved valuable, and when the East Province Special Training Team members returned, they brought back several specially approved advanced pieces of equipment. As for the learning slots, Ling Chengyan needed to contact them after returning.

However, given Director Zhang’s recommendation, she could almost certainly secure a few more spots for the young men from those two schools.

Returning to Eastern Province, the new recruits had completed their enlistment work. Zheng Hongwei dutifully stood his last post, selecting one hundred people from the new recruits for intensive training.

Once the training concluded, an assessment competition would be held, selecting the final winners from the hundred people to join the special training family.

When Ling Chengyan returned to the province city with her squad after completing the mission, Zheng Hongwei had already put the selected new soldiers through two weeks of special training.

After new recruit training, those chosen by Zheng Hongwei, if not one in a thousand, were at least one in a hundred, all excellent prospects.

After another two weeks of special training, the physical fitness and combat power of these recruits noticeably improved, inevitably instilling a sense of pride in some younger recruits.

When Ling Chengyan returned, she didn’t rush to meet the recruits but gave herself and her squad a half-day off for rest, returning directly home.

After being away for over a month, when she returned home, the children were particularly happy.

It was as if they had grown up overnight. As soon as Ling Chengyan entered the door, Little Xing brought her face washing water and went to fetch some hot water.

Little Shi Tou, a step slower, was not discouraged; he dashed to the dining room, picked a big red apple, washed it, and offered it to his mother.

Looking at the little hands and apple still dripping with water, Ling Chengyan felt warmth and tenderness. She reached out and patted the little one’s head, smoothing his short hair, and praised: "You’re all good children."

Then, she used the towel in her hand to dry Little Shi Tou’s hands.

After freshening up, Ling Chengyan took the two children to the high school to pick up Little Rain and then met her father, Wang Liansheng, at the old restaurant for a family feast, welcoming her return.

The brief warmth and leisure were just an interlude. The next day, Ling Chengyan led the special training team and the selected recruits into the mountains for autumn training.

This time, it was another month.

When she returned home again, snow was fluttering, and winter had arrived.

Back at the base, after relatively simple three-item selections, combined with regular training scores, only thirty of a hundred recruits remained, with seventy returning to their original units.

As the recruits left, Zheng Hongwei and three other veterans’ discharge was also on the agenda. They would soon take off their uniforms, bid farewell to military life, and revert to ordinary civilians.

Zhang Yuanhong and Ling Chengyan discussed giving the veterans a farewell party. It was a tradition.

Ling Chengyan didn’t object but found the red eyes of everyone at the party hard to handle. Midway through, she quietly slipped out.

She walked aimlessly and unknowingly arrived at the training ground they frequented.

Despite only a streetlamp on in the corner, Ling Chengyan still saw a person standing on the training ground from a distance.

He silently walked along the 400-meter obstacle track, passed each training site, touching facilities already bearing many marks... These were the traces left by the soldiers during a year of training, stained with their sweat and even blood.

The man walked to the range, looking at the empty field without targets, standing silently for a long time.

Ling Chengyan watched from afar, not disturbing him.