The Company Commander Has Gone Mad: He Sent a Cook to the Army Tournament

On the first day of his military service, Mu Zheng awakened the “War God System.”

The System gave him a body far stronger than an ordinary person’s, the marksmanship to put a bullet through a coin from 800 meters away, and the arm strength to bend steel pipes with his bare hands.

The price was that he had to keep flipping food in the mess hall for 3,000 consecutive days. Miss a single day, and the System would reset and take back his abilities.

So a bizarre sight appeared across the entire battalion:

At the shooting test, the vegetable chopper from the mess hall casually scored a perfect round.

At the fitness test, the pork butcher from the mess hall lapped the special forces captain twice.

At the combat tournament, the steamed-bun maker from the mess hall took down an armed police instructor in three seconds.

The company commander begged, “Put down that wok! You’re the hope of the entire military!”

The brigade commander slammed the table. “I don’t care. He’s reporting to the special forces company tomorrow!”

Mu Zheng hugged his iron wok and shuffled backward. “Sir, the kitchen hasn’t even opened for the day...”

He left the military three times, enrolled at New Oriental, and reenlisted three times, all just so he could return to the mess hall and keep flipping food.

Watching this powerhouse, who could take on a hundred men, slicing potatoes in the logistics kitchen, the military’s senior officers were so heartbroken they could barely breathe.