Chapter 100: Volume 3 - 10
"Is this guy our instructor... that harmless-looking Fatty?" A girl incredulously asked as she twisted the arm of another girl beside her. The girl being twisted gasped, her mouth agape, unsure if it was due to pain or fear, and was stunned into silence.
Whether it was the Repair Camp or the Special Forces Camp, the trainees no longer knew what words to use to express their current feelings; collectively, they were immersed in shock and unable to extricate themselves.
Especially the trainees from the Special Forces Camp, including several veterans, felt as if they had been slapped hard! No wonder people said ignorance is fearless. In comparison to Fatty, their skills were utterly inadequate. The army was indeed a place where hidden talents abounded. They always thought they were second only to heaven itself, but now they realized, that was all bullshit!
Catherine covered her face in horror as she looked at Fatty. She couldn’t believe that this chubby guy was so formidable. Challenging him one-on-one was courting death. It turned out that he had been holding back all along. As he said, her combat skills were nothing but Three-legged Cat Kung Fu to him. If he had kicked her with that leg, would there be any skin left on her delicate body?
Fatty paid no mind to these trainees. Since he decided to show off, he would go all the way! Completely subdue these ignorant guys to avoid any future incidents.
He coldly smiled as he walked to the training ground at the Special Forces Camp, turned back, and looked at the stupefied trainees, saying, "What’s so great about being a Special Soldier!"
He grabbed a training grenade and hurled it fiercely. The grenade drew a beautiful arc in the sky and flew over the training ground’s wall! Then, he grabbed two military daggers, reversed one, and stabbed it into the high-density strength test target, burying it to the hilt. The other, he threw almost without looking, hitting a target’s throat fifteen meters away perfectly.
While observing the trainees’ gaping mouths, Fatty picked up a special military rifle, disassembled it into parts within seconds, then reassembled it with his eyes closed in no time.