On Training Ground 12,
A middle-aged man in a captain's uniform with a beard and a scar on his face was passionately lecturing a row of squadron leaders.
"I've stressed it countless times, without rules, there's no square peg in a round hole, manage your subordinates properly..."
Zhang Yi stood by helplessly listening.
At this moment, Su Ming walked up next to the troop, arms crossed over his chest, looking interestedly at the despondent Zhang Yi.
Catching sight of Su Ming, Zhang Yi quietly exclaimed with surprise.
"Squad Leader!"
Lieutenant Zheng Ke, who was in the midst of the lecture, was abruptly interrupted and said annoyed,
"Zhang Yi, what are you doing? Where's the discipline? And you, can't you see a lecture is going on here?"
"Sorry to interrupt, I'm here to transfer Zhang Yi."
Su Ming replied with a smile.
Hearing that Su Ming was transferring him, Zhang Yi immediately said with great joy,
"Squad Leader, really?"
"Indeed, follow me!"
"Okay!"
