Good Grief! Please Stop Sending Us on Exercises

At the northwest grassland training grounds, could the most despised devil really be not the brigade commander, Old Man Man, but a young second lieutenant?

Red Army brigade commander: "Is this damn thing supposed to be an exercise? One monster leading a whole bunch of aliens from Planet Tianyuan? You're obviously sending us there to get crushed!"

Special forces chief: "Director's office, superweapon, nuclear strike, hahaha! There is no Xiang Yan, there is no exercise. It's all fake, all fake..."

A Red Army commander: "There goes another one. Xiang Yan, can't you cut me some damn slack? Do you still want to marry my daughter or not?"

Xiang Yan: "Uncle, do you really think your daughter can get by without me?"

"Besides, what's more fun than tormenting you?"

Commander: "Good grief! Please, don't make us take part in another exercise!"

This novel and its characters are purely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.