The Female General Dominates All After Transmigration-Chapter 362 - 361

Turning around to walk back, Ling Chengyan had just navigated past the greenery wall outside the training field when she suddenly heard a stifled sobbing sound.

She was quite surprised and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see four or five people squatting behind the greenery wall, with their heads down, quietly sobbing.

The shadow of the greenery wall concealed them. Even with Ling Chengyan’s eyesight, she couldn’t clearly see who the people were.

Her steps slowed slightly, and she lifted her foot to walk over.

As she got closer, despite the shadows, Ling Chengyan could see clearly. She sighed with a mix of empathy and exasperation, took a step forward, and directly kicked the nearest person.

"Yan, Captain!" the person turned around and stammered upon seeing Ling Chengyan.

Ling Chengyan furrowed her brow slightly and scolded with a smile, "Zhang Wanxiang, Liu Xianghu... What on earth are you guys doing?"

She finished, then turned her head and glared at the two awkwardly standing up: "Geng Wei, Wu Qingyun, are you two messing around with them?"

The group quickly stopped crying, gloomily stood up, and lined up to listen to the reprimand.

Standing up, with plenty of light, Ling Chengyan saw their eyes were red, and their nose tips were also red... Zhang Wanxiang carelessly let a line of snot flow out!

"Get back and wash up properly!" Ling Chengyan scolded with a smile, and said again, "If Old Zheng sees you like this, he’ll feel even worse, won’t he?"

Normally, being pardoned, they’d scatter like rabbits, running away quickly. Today, they seemed to have cried themselves silly. Even as Ling Chengyan gave the word to leave, they hesitated, shyly standing in place, not one of them moving.

Ling Chengyan raised an eyebrow, "What, still haven’t cried enough?"

They hurriedly shook their heads like rattles, then unanimously pushed Geng Wei out to speak.

Geng Wei said, "Captain, the brothers want to go over and have a chat with Old Zheng!"

"Hey!" Ling Chengyan was amused by these big fools, she kicked Geng Wei with a laugh and scolded, "What’s there to say? Old Zheng is just going back to the county, and it’s only a few hours away. If you miss him, you can visit him on a Sunday, so why act like you’re parting forever?"

After scolding them, Ling Chengyan suddenly bent her eyebrows a little, lightly smiled, and said, "Since you can’t bear to part, why not drag Old Zheng for a full set of training... run a 400-meter obstacle first. If that’s not enough, then practice some sparring, and finally, have a round-robin fight... Old Zheng leaves tomorrow, and you won’t have the chance to fight with him again easily in the future."

Zhang Wanxiang and Deng Chuang were still dazed and hadn’t reacted. Geng Wei and Wu Qingyun had already laughed, dragged each other into the training field without saying goodbye or crying, and pulled the nostalgic Zheng Hongwei to run the 400-meter obstacle...

Zheng Hongwei, after a brief moment of astonishment, also found it both ridiculous and endearing, slowly as if returning to their daily training with sweat, jokes, even a punch here and a kick there... which dissipated the sadness and sorrow of separation.

There were a total of four retirees from this batch of special training team, two of whom were overage, and two were injured on the front line or during training.

Parting inevitably brings sorrow; however, the arrangements for the four are all well-managed by the special training brigade. The units and jobs arranged are satisfactory, making these four look forward to life after the army, with hopeful prospects and secured lives. As the sorrow got mixed into the churn, it drifted away with the wind.

Just as Ling Chengyan said, the farthest retired soldier is in Ji Province, just half a day’s journey, with a car or train to visit, it’s neither far nor unreachable, really no need to be overly saddened.

The next day, Ling Chengyan and Zhang Yuanhong personally drove the van to send the four old soldiers to the train station, watching the train slowly start, with the old soldiers in the window who had already removed their identity symbols shouting at the captain and instructor, waving vigorously with tearful faces. Zhang Yuanhong had already secretly wiped his tears several times, and even Ling Chengyan, who wasn’t stone-hearted, couldn’t help but have reddened eyes.

She raised her hand and waved, "Take care!"

After sending off the retired comrades, the boys’ moods were somewhat low.

Zhang Yuanhong consulted with Ling Chengyan. It was just the end of the year; there were many performances in the provincial city—opera, drama, arts shows... Or, simply contact the art troupe to invite them to perform a consolation show here.

Ling Chengyan said, "...Is it necessary? I actually think that increasing the training intensity will solve everything."

Zhang Yuanhong looked at Ling Chengyan, with an incredulous expression, "Do you not see yourself as a woman?"

What kind of statement is that? The soldiers are in low spirits, so you just increase training intensity? Fatigue will naturally make them forget!

Even coarse-minded men rarely say such things, right?

Ling Chengyan glared at him, sipping tea from her cup.

Zhang Yuanhong, exasperated, could only continue, "Going out for a show is hard to manage, and someone must stay on duty, better to just have the art troupe come over and perform... I’ll arrange it."

Ling Chengyan glanced at the calendar on the table; it was already early December. By the time Zhang Yuanhong contacts the performers and schedules the show, it’ll be around New Year’s Eve... a New Year’s party might be nice.

So, she reluctantly nodded in agreement.

When Zhang Yuanhong saw she agreed, he consulted her on expenses, "The comrades in the art troupe don’t need us to pay for the performance, but we must cover their accommodation, stage setup, and since they’ll be here putting on a hard-working show, we should at least buy them a meal... and maybe some souvenirs?"

Zhang Yuanhong carefully chose his words as he discussed with Ling Chengyan, thinking that this woman soldier who’s oblivious to worldly affairs probably won’t agree to the extra expenses, right?

To his surprise, Ling Chengyan unexpectedly agreed quickly, saying, "Sure."

After a pause, she added, "I remember there are quite a few women in the art troupe, right? Let’s have the meal in our canteen and have the cooking squad prepare materials to make dumplings together..."

Zhang Yuanhong’s mouth opened slightly, and it took him a moment to say, "The best way to foster connections by making dumplings... is to hopefully keep a few of them around for our own families, right?"

Ling Chengyan raised her eyebrow and smiled slightly, "I didn’t say that."

The young men in their special training brigade were indeed the cream of the crop, every one of them handsome in their own right.

Young people gathered talking and laughing while making dumplings, who knows, they might just end up hitting it off? Forced situations don’t make for sweet outcomes, but she’s very much in favor of things progressing naturally.

Zhang Yuanhong frowned, looking at Ling Chengyan for a while, then sighed, saying helplessly, "So during this period, take it easy on the boys, don’t push them too hard... Our indoor training facility is complete and fully equipped, let them do more indoor training... At least let the boys keep a bit lighter skin so that the girls can clearly see their eyes and noses."

Ling Chengyan chuckled at his metaphor, "You really exaggerate."

The boys are indeed a bit tanned, but their noses are their noses, and their eyes are their eyes, how can they not be seen clearly?

Does that have anything to do with skin color, really?

Besides, these boys are already as dark as charcoal; even without sun exposure, they couldn’t turn into fair faces in a month!

Ling Chengyan waved her hand, directly ushering out the crestfallen Zhang Yuanhong.