Chapter 250: Xi Wa’s Change
Looking at the Red Team soldier sitting in front of him, although Xi Wa had already killed him, theoretically he couldn’t get any useful news from his mouth, not even get him to open his mouth.
But the Deputy Company Commander was unwilling to give up; he thought this was an opportunity, an opportunity to gain a foothold in the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company.
If he could extract some useful intelligence from this Wolf Fang soldier’s mouth, the Deputy Company Commander believed his position in Night Tiger wouldn’t be as awkward as it was now.
Therefore, the look he gave the medic was full of fervor, more eager than seeing a girlfriend he hadn’t seen in a long time.
“Can you tell me how many people are in your team?”
The Deputy Company Commander had looked up information on special forces during school and knew that a special forces team usually consisted of 6 to 12 people, with members playing different roles in the team, cooperating to complete complex and difficult missions.
Asking such a simple question was also to lower the other’s guard, paving the way for later interrogation.
“I can’t say, and besides, I’ve already been killed by your people.”
At this point, the medic looked at the new Deputy Company Commander with a strange expression: “Have you ever seen a dead man speak, or do you have the ability to make dead men talk?”
The medic’s indifferent tone carried heavy sarcasm in the Deputy Company Commander’s eyes, but he was completely helpless against the medic.
Fight him? He couldn’t beat him. Try some crooked tricks? That would just be showing off in front of an expert.
In the end, he ended up hanging in mid-air, unable to get off the stage because of the medic.
After all, he was a fresh college graduate; his scheming wasn’t as deep as those old hands, so everything was plainly written on his face.
“Hmph!”
He gave the medic a deep look, as if to firmly imprint this person in his mind.
He’d already become a joke; if he didn’t leave and make space, letting the soldiers laugh out loud would be his fault.
Walking out of the tent, Comrade Deputy Company Commander took deep breaths, pacing back and forth a few times before extinguishing the anger in his heart.
Actually, he had planned to inquire about intelligence on Chang Ning and Zhuang Yan, but that medic didn’t give him any opportunity at all.
Maybe someone would say, why not ask the veterans in the company, like Xi Wa.
But is what you get from Xi Wa’s mouth necessarily accurate? It wasn’t that he doubted Xi Wa; intelligence has one characteristic: timeliness.
The information Xi Wa knew was from a year ago and no longer had any reference value.
What Wolf Fang had trained Chang Ning and Zhuang Yan into, what skills they had mastered—except for their own people, everyone else was in the dark.
Therefore, he might as well try his luck on a Wolf Fang person; obviously, the result was very unfriendly to him.
After the Deputy Company Commander left, Xi Wa bared his big white teeth, grinning at the medic: “Chang Ning and Little Zhuang are doing pretty well in Wolf Fang, right? They haven’t caused trouble for Dog Head Old Gao?”
The medic spoke to that Deputy Company Commander one way, but to Xi Wa it was another.
At least he wouldn’t give Xi Wa a cold face expressionlessly; they were acquaintances, no need to make the relationship so stiff.
Who knows, they might become colleagues and comrades in arms in the future.
Back then, if Xi Wa hadn’t been stuck on the cultural class hurdle, he might now be backstabbing Night Tiger like them.
Cultural classes show how much effort a person puts in; with Wolf Fang selection’s test paper, anyone with a bit of foundation could pass.
Lao Pao had the most say in this; they came from the same company, and if Xi Wa asked, Lao Pao would surely share all his experience.
For someone who had a chance to become a comrade in arms, the medic naturally had his own considerations.
“They’re doing great, no big mistakes, small ones every day, getting scolded by Squadron Leader Gao all the time.”
The medic sprawled on the table, his tone lazy; since B Group entered the exercise, he hadn’t properly closed his eyes.
Now being eliminated by Blue Team was actually a relief; with his nerves relaxed, waves of sleepiness kept attacking the medic.
Should I have been eliminated by Blue Team earlier? the medic thought to himself.
In his current state, being able to force himself to answer Xi Wa without falling asleep was already quite resilient.
Seeing the medic’s vigilance decline, Xi Wa was delighted inside and pretended to be nonchalant as he asked: “Do you know their current situation? I’m very worried about them.”
But as soon as Xi Wa’s words left his mouth, the medic, who had been listless like a quail, instantly sat up straight, becoming much more spirited, looking at Xi Wa who was probing for intelligence with a half-smile.
“I knew you staying behind meant no good!”
His intentions seen through, Xi Wa’s face turned bright red with embarrassment.
Special forces held a special place in Xi Wa’s heart, and he had deep feelings for the comrades who had been abused by Dog Head Old Gao alongside him back then.
Scheming against a brother and getting seen through, Xi Wa felt his face burning.
“What do you mean no good?
My friendship with Chang Ning and Little Zhuang is no less than yours!
You’re all under encirclement and suppression right now; I’m afraid those two might get hurt—what’s wrong with caring?”
After a burst of retort, Xi Wa sorted out his thoughts and slowly said: “You know their personalities; when their tempers flare up, they’re more stubborn than each other, especially Little Zhuang.
If those two get injured and tough it out without timely treatment, leaving sequelae that affect their future, what then?”
No matter how sincere Xi Wa’s expression seemed, the medic remained unmoved.
On the contrary, he leaned back to make space, crossed his legs, said nothing, and watched Xi Wa’s performance with arms folded.
No matter how Xi Wa induced him, the medic stuck to being as immovable as a mountain; he could be as strong as he liked, like a breeze brushing the hill.
“I’ve said so much and you have zero reaction— at least respond a bit.
Could it be you have a conflict with those two?”
Seeing the medic not taking the bait, Xi Wa quickly switched tactics.
“Tsk tsk~
Are you still the same honest Chen Xiwa from a year ago?
You’ve changed so much; grassroots work really tempers people.”
Standing up and walking to Xi Wa, the medic reached out and pinched Xi Wa’s oil-painted face.
It felt warm and elastic; not someone else in disguise.
For this former comrade who’d trained together, the medic sighed inwardly: after three days apart, you must look at him with new eyes!
The old Xi Wa gave him a feeling of being honest and straightforward, without much cunning, the kind of soldier you could tell was good at a glance.
Of course, he was still a good soldier now, but his temperament had changed; his eyes would occasionally flash with slyness.
The medic was all too familiar with that look—Chang Ning was just like that.
And he’d become quite eloquent too; if they hadn’t known each other before and their military ranks didn’t match, the medic would think the one in front of him was a cadre specialized in ideological work with soldiers.
“Medic, don’t change the subject!
The military is a big furnace; even scrap iron can be forged into good steel, let alone me not being scrap.
What? I can’t want to improve?”
Realizing the topic had been derailed, Xi Wa quickly pulled it back.
“What’s the deal with Chang Ning and Little Zhuang?”
