Chapter 41

"Are you two done? Do you think I'm dead?"

Lin Sha suddenly turned around, his face full of anger as he roared.

His dissatisfaction with the original owner of his body grew. What the hell, even the two dogs by his side couldn't be controlled, and they dared to mock him so openly, almost pointing at his nose and calling him useless.

Even if Lin Sha had a broad mind, he couldn't bear it. No wonder the original owner fell ill and died after just a month; anyone with slightly weaker mental fortitude would have been provoked into a serious illness by such treatment.

It was also the original owner's fault for being so useless. He had been in charge for over a month but had only inspected the camp three times. Moreover, his character was too weak; he would be intimidated by the soldiers and wouldn't even dare to fart, no wonder the soldiers looked down on him and even dared to bully him directly!

"Hey, Commander Qian is getting angry?"

"Tsk tsk, Commander Lin actually has such a fiery temper, truly surprising!"

The two guards were extremely disdainful, shouting and expressing surprise at Lin Sha's sudden outburst, treating it like a monkey show and not taking their superior's anger seriously at all.

"You two, to show such disrespect to a superior, do you want to be punished by military law?"

Lin Sha narrowed his eyes, looking at the two reckless men. Despite his weak and plump body, he walked over without any hesitation.

"Ha, don't put on airs, Lin. If you have the guts, challenge us one-on-one!"

"Right, if you weren't born into a good family, would you dare to show off in front of us and talk about military law?"

The two guards jumped up like cats with their tails stepped on, their eyes wide open, and their arrogance seemed genuine as they spat at Lin Sha.

"Go to hell, you two bastards, you still lack the skills to show your teeth at me!"

Lin Sha couldn't bear it any longer. Without a word, he threw a punch, knocking down the one who was the most disrespectful. Before the other could react, he pounced and knocked him to the ground.

"Want a one-on-one? I'll take on both of you bastards!"

...

Half an hour later, Lin Sha stepped out of the living quarters, fully dressed and looking imposing, despite his bruised face.

Although his appearance was marred by bruises, compared to the two guards who followed behind, heads hanging low and faces swollen like pig heads, he looked handsome and suave.

He rode straight to the supply camp outside the town. After a short ride and a few turns, he saw a simple camp enclosed by wooden fences, nestled by the mountains and water, a pleasant environment.

Entering the camp, he faced no obstacles or questioning. The guards at the gate were lax, either leaning or sitting, chatting and sunbathing, showing the lax military discipline.

"Raise the flag, beat the drum, and gather all officers of the rank of Waiwei and above to the main tent for a meeting!"

Despite the camp's simplicity, it had all the necessary facilities. Because it was a logistics department, the main tent was particularly spacious and bright.

Soon, his shabby flag of a Qian commander was raised high, and the drum beats echoed like rain. After three rounds of drumming, nearly ten supply camp officers, with slanted bodies and disheveled uniforms, stood in the main tent.

"Are all here?"

Lin Sha lightly scanned the group of soldiers with poor posture, his face expressionless as he turned to the scribe.

"There are still a few more lords..."

The scribe stammered, not daring to meet his eyes. Soon, cold sweat drenched his goatee.

"Fine, if they're not here, it doesn't matter!"

Lin Sha was new to being an officer and had no experience, so he didn't want to make a big fuss, but he had already memorized the names of the absent officers.

"I called you here to discuss something..."

He scanned the officers present, ignoring their nervous and uncertain looks, cleared his throat, and directly stated the purpose of the meeting.

"What, Commander Qian, you want to implement daily drills?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the officers below burst into a frenzy, panicking and discussing among themselves.

"What, if you have any objections, you can say them directly. No need to hide them and make yourself uncomfortable!"

Lin Sha frowned, slightly annoyed. Why couldn't they speak directly? Why did they have to act so secretly as if it were something to hide?

"Commander Qian, this is absolutely not advisable. According to military rules..."

Seeing Lin Sha's intention to enforce it, the supply camp officers were greatly alarmed. A middle-aged, plump officer quickly stepped forward, his face full of urgency, and advised, "Commander Qian, there is no such precedent in the military. If you enforce it..."

"What if I enforce it?"

Lin Sha was most annoyed by this half-hearted way of speaking. However, it wasn't the time to lose his temper, so he forced himself to ask.

The middle-aged, plump officer was satisfied. He straightened his fat waist and said solemnly, "The soldiers might be unhappy, and if something goes wrong, it would be very bad!"

"Hmph, it's not like I'm making them drill all day. Just half an hour in the morning, is that so hard?"

Lin Sha didn't respond to the plump officer's words, his face twitching as he glared.

"This..."

The middle-aged, plump officer looked troubled, his forehead breaking out in a fine sweat. Seeing Commander Lin waiting for a response, he stammered, "I fear, I fear the soldiers, might, might, be, be, dissatisfied!"

"Such dissatisfaction!"

Lin Sha sneered, pointing at the supply camp officers one by one, and said coldly, "Could you do it?"

"Of course, of course, we can do it!"

The plump, middle-aged officer was startled by the fierce look in Lin Sha's eyes, his mind going blank. Without thinking, he hurriedly agreed, using the act of wiping his sweat to signal his colleagues behind him.

What the hell, when did Commander Lin's eyes become so sharp?

Seeing the situation, the other lower-ranking supply camp officers, regardless of any potential traps, quickly nodded in agreement, thumping their chests with their fat bodies.

"Good!"

Lin Sha shouted, slamming his hand on the table, silencing the supply camp officers. He looked around and clapped, laughing, "It's good that all of you have such 'ambition.' This gives me confidence!"

"Now I announce..."

Strike while the iron is hot. Before the supply camp officers could react, he loudly declared, "Starting tomorrow, I will personally lead the supply camp soldiers in morning drills for half an hour. I'm sure the soldiers won't refuse this favor from me, and all of you will join in the morning drills as well!"

"..."

The supply camp officers looked at each other. With such a statement, how could they refuse?