The task of exploring treasures in the forest was arranged in this way, which was neither serious nor solemn, as if it was not worth mentioning at all.

The obese non-commissioned officer should be a lieutenant-level officer in his attire, but Qi Lang didn't bother to pay attention to it, and he didn't even want to ask his name, anyway, the military affairs department was that virtue, and the non-commissioned officers were all wine bags and rice bags, and Qi Lang hoped that he would never deal with them for the rest of his life.

There were only two entrances to the Radiant Willow Forest, and Qi Lang and Ou Wu led their ten corporals to descend the sand dunes and plunge headlong into the forest.

After about three or two kilometers, Qi Lang's soldiers began to be lazy. The little red-haired corporal Gila seemed to have some authority in the ranks, but it was he who was the first to complain: "Corporal Qi Lang, do you smell here? It seems to be the sour smell of beef stew for a month, I think we should eat our lunch first, or our bread will be polluted by this smell." ”

The other soldiers also echoed each other, and Qi Lang even saw several people secretly squeezing their eyes at each other, there was no doubt that they were deliberately making problems for themselves. For this, Qi Lang actually expected it a long time ago, it must be Felix who wanted to give him and Ou Wu a disadvantage, which means that only little Fili is the leader of this team of soldiers, no matter what position others get into, they will never be able to steal his limelight.

To be honest, Qi Lang didn't pay much attention to the result of this competition from the bottom of his heart, although he also wanted to defeat Ouwu, but a vice-captain who was not salty or light, it was really not worth the trouble to toss. But Qi Lang knew better the meaning of this competition - how to manage a team of soldiers, which was what he really wanted to do, because he was sure that sooner or later he would need such a team, a team to fight against the Otto Empire.

Qi Lang knows the difficulty here, because all the teams in the world are the same, there must be thorns and opponents, they will deliberately go against the leader, just like the ten-person team in front of them, they got the hint from the peak, and they came to go against the tune.

But Qi Lang wanted to give it a try, and he had already made plans in his heart. "Corporal Gila, your suggestion has been taken. We're going to rest where we are, but please be careful not to get too close to those monster trees. He smiled and gave a simple command, and he put the burden on his shoulders on the ground first.

The soldiers sat down on the ground in a mess and began to gobble down the dry rations they had brought, whispering triumphantly. They all looked at Qi Lang with some snickering in their eyes, as if they were cheering each other up: that oriental freak was not worth mentioning at all. He doesn't have that majesty, and we don't have to give him any face!

Qi Lang saw all this in his eyes, but he was still unmoved, and he did not give any orders. He just stood idly aside, took out his bow and arrows, and shot them into the distance.

Since he was promoted to a mid-level warrior, Qi Lang's archery skills have long been greatly improved, and the arrows he shoots now are like white lights, which are amazingly fast, and even Lieutenant Mei Ji is full of praise. The new corporal rookies didn't say anything in the open, but they would have some respect for his archery skills in their hearts, and at this moment, seeing this legendary oriental soldier showing his skills, he slowly calmed down, sat around and watched carefully, and at the same time secretly guessed what kind of medicine he was selling in this gourd.

Qi Lang was still shooting his arrows quietly, and after a while, nearly a hundred arrows in the entire quiver were empty, but he did not stop, but walked over to pick up the arrows and shoot them again.

"Whoosh-bang! whoosh-bang......"

The monotonous voice kept repeating like this, and three hours had passed, and it was getting dark, but Qi Lang was still shooting his arrows, ignoring the ten soldiers.

The soldiers couldn't sit still, they began to feel that it didn't take so long to eat a lunch, and that it was a bit tedious to have a yellow soldier perform archery. So Corporal Gila took the lead again, and he walked up to Qi Lang, and asked cautiously, "Sergeant Qi Lang, do you need us to do anything? I mean, we seem to have a task to do." ”

"There's nothing you need to do, please keep resting. Qi Lang smiled faintly, drew his bow again, and shot out with a whoosh, "I just need you to ensure your safety, and when the time is up, we will go back." ”

"You mean, you gave up this competition?" Gila was a little surprised, he didn't expect that he and his friends had caused such a little trouble, and this Eastern soldier who would never admit defeat would surrender.

But Qi Lang confirmed his thoughts, and he replied: "Yes, I gave up a long time ago. Because I know that we can't win this operation. ”

"Why can't you win?" Jira's face flushed slightly, perhaps he was disappointed that Qi Lang was so vulnerable, which greatly reduced the sense of accomplishment in his heart, and he asked, "Do you think we are bad?"

Qi Lang stopped, turned to Jira and smiled and said, "Of course you are not bad. And I'm sure that you, like me, are the proudest and best soldiers of the 27th Wing of the Spiral Army. But he added: "But we still can't win." Because, our goals are completely different. ”

Jira stuck out her tongue secretly, knowing that his trick had been exposed to his face, and that still made him feel a little embarrassed.

"It's like archery," Qi Lang continued to pull out the bow and arrow in his hand, aimed ahead, and shot it out with a whoosh, "If the arrow is shot out without aiming at the target, then it can't be called a weapon at all, it's just a branch flying over the battlefield." It may sound beautiful, it may look gorgeous, but it won't bring us the ultimate victory. ”

Jira scratched her hair and thought about it, this truth sounded quite like that, and the fighting spirit in his heart seemed to be stimulated a little bit, but it was a little short of convincing him completely. He continued, "And what are you doing now?"

Several other soldiers were also excited by Qi Lang's remarks, and they all pricked up their ears at this moment, wanting to hear what the sergeant had to say.

But Qi Lang's reply was bland: "I? I'm accomplishing my own goal." ”

"What's that goal?"

Qi Lang didn't disrupt his rhythm in the slightest, and he shot the last arrow in his quiver: "I'm going to catch up with Gulf, he is the best archery in our group." That's what I'm aiming for. ”

Jira shrugged her shoulders and looked worthless: "I don't think your aimless archery like this will help. ”

"Aimless?" Qi Lang smiled, "I suggest you come with me to take a look, if it's aimless, it will take a long time to retrieve these arrows, maybe you can help me." ”

With a puzzled expression, Jira followed Qi Lang to the depths of the forest, leaving only the nine mischievous soldiers who looked at each other in their place.

"Oh my God, did you do this?" After a long time, an exclamation came from inside. The lads jumped up at once, each took up his weapon, and ran towards the place where the sound came.

It was three hundred meters away, and Qi Lang and Jira were standing next to a small sapling. It was a small green tree, presumably a rare survivor of the Radiant Willow Forest, but its green was so striking in this dark red world that bad luck befell it - the trunk of the tree, which was only the thickness of an arm, was now densely covered with arrows!

It was an eye-opener! They flew 300 meters away, and they could nail the cluster of arrows firmly into the trunk of a tree, which they had never seen before!

"This little tree is not very gregarious, and I'm sure it's not welcome here. Qi Lang said lightly, "It seems that my archery skills are still a little worse, and it is estimated that it will take an hour to shoot them all." Would you like to come along?"

The corporals all looked embarrassed: "No need, Sergeant Qi Lang, we really don't have that ability." ”

When Qi Lang pulled out the arrows one by one, the ten corporals led by Jira gathered together and discussed in a whisper.

Qi Lang's meaning has been made very clear, and to be honest, although this competition does not have much to do with this group of young men, if they win, they will also receive meritorious rewards for the first time, and maybe they can be promoted to the rank of beginner warriors in advance. They figured it out: the sergeant in front of them was indeed an anomaly, but he had already proven his extraordinary courage and strength, and now he had shown tolerance and wisdom as a leader, and if he still opposed him, it would only be a violation of his reputation as a whirlwind.

Jira took the lead and walked in front of Qi Lang again, his face flushed, and he said apologetically: "Sergeant Qi Lang, we have thought it through, we are willing to set our own goals the same as yours. I hope you can give us this chance. ”

"Very well, Corporal Gila. Qi Lang smiled with satisfaction, and at the same time he was glad that the unpolluted little willow tree would not have to be attacked by the rain of arrows again, and he raised his voice and said to the corporals, "That means that you will obey my command and fight for this victory at any cost!"

"Yes, Sergeant!" the ten corporals replied loudly, standing up neatly and straight.

"Pack up your equipment!Now, let's go!" Qi Lang officially gave the order.