Chapter 58 - Temporarily Shifting the Conflict

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Seeing Bai Luo Yin drenched with sweat as if he had been splashed with water, Gu Yang couldn't help but to make an inquiry. "What kind of mission is that difficult to complete?"

"Pulling a fighter jet with just my waist for 50 meters..." Bai Luo Yin casually said while using his sleeve to wipe the sweat. "I've pulled nearly two meters just now."

Gu Yang sneered coldly, "Was that also Zhou Ling Yun's stupid idea?"

Bai Luo Yin vaguely let out a 'yeah' but soon—unable to resist the exhaustion that flayed his body—he fell asleep while speaking. However, after less than ten minutes later, he automatically got up and walked out again, staggering with his steps while wearing an exceptionally pained expression.

Once again, Gu Yang's expression was somewhat unsightly.

In truth, Bai Luo Yin did not make a beeline to go complete his mission. But rather, he went to ferret a few soldiers that were still up chatting and dragged them all with him to the training ground. As a punishment, he ordered them to drag the fighter jet for ten meters before making them stand in a line to watch him sleep in the jet. While doing so, they also had to keep an eye out for any disturbance and remind him of time.

"Major, time is up."

Bai Luo Yin lazily stretched then got out of the cockpit, full of spirit and boundless energy as he walked toward the direction of his dorm. Once he arrived in front of his dorm, he naturally put on a wretched and painful expression, while grimacing in pain as he messaged his waist. Then, he gulped down some water, leaned back into the sofa and pretended to sleep. Ten minutes later, he abruptly got up again and walked out.

The moment he arrived at the training ground, Bai Luo Yin once again ordered those soldiers to drag the fighter jet for another ten meters, while he slept inside. Once the time was up, he went back to the dorm to take a nap again.

After seeing that torment occur three to four more times and noticing that the sun was about to rise, Gu Yang still has yet to close his eyes to sleep.

Finally, when Bai Luo Yin returned to the dorm for the last time, Gu Yang looked at him and waved the blueprint in his hand. "Don't go anymore. Get on the bed right now and go to sleep."

As those words came to an end, Bai Luo Yin bit down on his own tongue until there was a small cut. Then, exerting all his strength, coughed hard enough that the saliva that came out had wisps of blood in it. 

"There's still one meter left." Bai Luo Yin said with great difficulties.

Gu Yang waved the blueprint side to side again, "I'm not joking with you. If you dare to take even one step out of the dorm, this blueprint will fall into someone else's hand tomorrow."

"It's better to provoke you than him."

Bai Luo Yin threw out those words as he walked out of the dorm. 

After he arrived at the training ground, he looked sternly at those soldiers and said: "You can all head back now. Remember, having a bed to sleep on is a blessing. If you don't cherish it and use the time to sleep to hang around instead, then I will call all of you out here to drag more planes."

Every soldier's expressions were covered with nervousness that clearly indicated they will never make the same mistake again.

Looking as though he had just poured his heart and soul into teaching them a life-long lesson, Bai Luo Yin earnestly watched their figures fade while feeling great pride of himself.

Immediately after, he fastened the rope around his waist and started to arduously fight to complete the last meter. 

Not long after the soldiers had left, Gu Yang arrived at the training ground. Even though the sky was still laced in darkness—but the silhouette that was fighting strenuously not too far in the distance—was extremely clear. He had never before seen Bai Luo Yin in such a predicament. In his eyes, Bai Luo Yin had always been engulfed with a fearless and heroic sense of beauty that was mingled with arrogance and power. Most importantly, his head was forever held high, never once to easily revealed any of his weaknesses. 

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