Han Yong instantly performed an impromptu Sichuan opera face-changing act, making a sad face and said, "I learned it, but I don't understand it! A bunch of words packed together, it just makes me want to sleep!"
"Fine, tomorrow I'll find you some video materials on stock market analysis! You're going to watch it over and over!"
The sounds of scolding here drew the attention of the people in the front yard.
The 18 newcomers, many looked over.
Fang Huai also let go of Wang Peng and shouted:
"Captain Hao, form up!"
Hao Chengbin, who was bragging with a second stage officer, immediately whipped out his whistle.
"Toot-toot-toot! Assemble!"
At this, everyone quickly lined up in the front yard.
Some newcomers, puzzled by the tense situation, curiously asked:
"Damn... who's that? An intern platoon leader ordering the third stage to line up?"
"You've come to the Second Squadron and you don't know him? Fang Huai!"
