Chapter 747 - 357: The Devil’s Gamble (Part 2)

When it comes to the chaotic dynamics of the Alliance, this plane definitely wins. The influence and power of aristocratic families are immense, almost dictating the choices and directions of the Alliance. However, when speaking of the soldiers’ hot temper... haha, her previous life’s plane definitely wins!

Those soldiers are extremely difficult to handle, behaving like troublemakers, defying their superiors before truly submitting. Some even dare to attack their superiors insubordinately, and if the superior’s strength is inadequate and gets beaten by ordinary soldiers... haha, they can only consider themselves unlucky.

In simple terms, those hot-tempered soldiers are just a bunch of Little Bears. Anyone who bumps into them is unlucky; these events are quite common.

Therefore, in her previous life’s plane, unless the new superior had absolute confidence in their own combat prowess, generally they would not dare to make relations too tense upon first interaction. Otherwise, if things went sour, they themselves would be embarrassed.

Su Jiameng herself came through that period, encountering quite a few Little Bear-like troublemakers. However, her action power was significantly more violent than those Little Bears, and her strength was certified by the Alliance Quality Supervision Bureau, absolutely solid.

When the two clash, the unlucky ones are naturally those Little Bears, not her. Nonetheless, she still expended some effort. But looking at it now, with new subordinates sprawled out on the ground, Su Jiameng could only chuckle inwardly, all obedient types, huh?

As the golden crow fell in the west and night descended, seeing today’s training was about done and feeling a bit hungry, Su Jiameng turned to Cui Shaokang and said, "I’ll go eat dinner first. You wait here for half an hour, then tell them the dinner time limit tonight..."

Cui Shaokang initially maintained a barely composed expression as he remembered Su Jiameng’s instructions, but as he listened, his expression increasingly showed signs of collapse. He had confirmed that his superior was not only strong and ruthless but also a complete mischievous character!

To summarize Su Jiameng’s words, she was hungry and needed to eat first. These soldiers hadn’t completed their tasks today, so they couldn’t eat, but she was kind and generous enough to allow them a dinner... Cui Shaokang felt that they might as well not eat!

The meal times in the camp are strictly regulated. Once past the set time, food is no longer served. Late soldiers can only eat their secretly hidden stash, and if there’s none, they’ll have to endure hunger—a bleak scene. And Su Jiameng ordered Cui Shaokang to relay the message in half an hour... Actually, by then, only about twenty minutes of meal time would be left.

Under normal circumstances, twenty minutes would suffice for these guys to run from the training ground to the cafeteria and feast, with time left for chatter and banter. However... Cui Shaokang glanced at the poor guys sprawled out, thinking that with their current state, they might arrive at just the moment the cafeteria doors lock?

Just imagine the scenario: a group of miserably exhausted individuals, having undergone a day’s mental and physical torment, finally arriving at the cafeteria to soothe their wounded souls, only to find the cafeteria doors mercilessly closing before them...

Cui Shaokang discreetly curled his mouth, honestly feeling that the scene held quite some anticipation.

Su Jiameng, with her hands in the pockets of her shorts, hummed a little tune as she leisurely departed.

But not far away, she heard Cui Shaokang’s crisp yet authoritative voice saying, "Lieutenant General warmly cares for her subordinates, specially permitting you all to rest in place for half an hour. After half an hour, further instructions follow! Now! All rise! Line up! One minute to count off!"

Su Jiameng’s expression twisted for a moment hearing Cui Shaokang’s [embellished] words. She had thought her deputy was a silent, non-talkative wooden man but found out he was full of insidious humor... a true master of subtle mockery.

Listening to those words, Su Jiameng could guarantee that among the exhausted obedient ones, many were silently appreciating new superior Su Jiameng’s magnanimity and kindness.

But in reality? Su Jiameng simply meant to tease and amuse...

Covering her face... she suddenly felt very sinful, what bizarre rhythm is this? Why is she feeling a bit sympathetic toward those little guys?

The outcome was just as she thought, indeed many soldiers were feeling oddly thankful for Su Jiameng’s awkward concern and tenderness, each enduring their shambolic and aching bones and swollen muscles, rising to line up and rest, awaiting orders to uniformly sit back down!

"I always thought that Lieutenant General wasn’t very capable, but turns out she’s so strong..." one soldier, recalling the records Su Jiameng set and her demonstrated prowess, silently sighed, conversing with comrades in the same dorm, internally puzzled, "But if she’s so strong, why are her basic profile records so few and ordinary?"

In this era, Aristocratic Families are overwhelmingly influential, practically covering the sky, and can sway the Alliance’s decisions by uniting. But, as the saying goes, real talent will shine, and a pearl in dust will eventually have a moment to shine again!

As long as one is skilled, there are opportunities to emerge and get famous, with numerous warriors gaining fame through a single battle and rapidly advancing in rank. Some even become Vice Admirals, Admirals, and even Marshals! Among the ten Marshals of the Alliance today, one is of the commoner origin!

Although they don’t know which tier Su Jiameng’s strength falls into, certainly higher and not lower compared to those geniuses! (To be continued.