Chapter 118 Report to the Dean: Three adorable kids have come to inspect!

Chapter 118 Report to the Dean: Three adorable kids have come to inspect!

Three years later, in early summer.

The "Guardians" Joint Special Operations Academy on the outskirts of Beijing remains at the pinnacle of the military pyramid on this planet.

On the training field, waves of heat, carrying the smell of hormones and sweat, rose up.

The slogans and the explosive sounds of fists and kicks tearing through the air intertwined, composing a symphony of steel.

At 3 PM, the sun is at its strongest, and the training is also the most brutal.

A team of elite trainees from various countries were crawling through the mud and climbing over high walls, each of them breathing heavily like a bellows.

On the command platform at the training ground, Lu Zhanting stood alone.

He was dressed in a pure black training uniform, without any military rank, but the iron-blooded aura he exuded, seasoned on the battlefield, was more intimidating than any general.

His gaze swept across the entire arena, and he could clearly see that a trainee a hundred meters away had lost half of his strength when he exerted himself.

At this moment, a military green off-road vehicle drove into the designated lane and silently stopped under the command platform.

The car door opened, and Su Wanqing got out first.

She wore a plain-colored long dress, a faint smile on her face. Time had only added to her charm, leaving no trace of its passage.

Immediately afterwards, three small figures "rolled" off the vehicle, instantly dispelling the tense atmosphere of the training ground.

Leading the group was five-year-old Lu Nian'an, dressed in a mini camouflage vest, her little back ramrod straight, already showing the air of a little adult.

He was followed by a pair of three-year-old twins.

The boy is Lu Chen, and the girl is Lu Xi.

They were wearing the same mini training uniforms, looking like two freshly baked, round glutinous rice balls.

Lu Chen's features are a carbon copy of Lu Zhanting's. Despite his young age, he always has a serious face and tries hard to imitate his father's sternness.

Lu Xi perfectly replicated her mother's liveliness, with a pair of large, dark grape-like eyes that looked at everyone with unguarded closeness and curiosity.

"dad!"

Lu Xi was the first to spot the figure on the command platform. With her short legs, she shouted with all her might and rushed over.

"stand at attention!"

Lu Nian'an immediately spread his arms to stop his sister, his expression as serious as if he were on a mission.

"Dad is working. We're here to inspect. Please be mindful of discipline."

Su Wanqing carried a large food box and watched the three children interact, her eyes almost overflowing with smiles.

"Alright, little commanders, you can go see your fathers now."

Upon receiving the "supreme command," the three little guys immediately lined up in a single file.

Lu Nian'an led the way, marching towards the command platform with what they considered to be "neat" steps.

The tense atmosphere on the training field began to subtly ease.

The tough guys fighting in the mud couldn't help but be drawn to the three little moving balls.

They witnessed firsthand how Dean Lu, the "living Yama" whose gaze could kill, softened for an instant, almost imperceptible moment when he saw the three children; the unchanging, hard line at the corner of his mouth softened.

"Reporting to the Dean!"

Lu Nian'an ran to the command platform, looked up, and shouted at the loudest volume he could.

"The first squad is here for inspection. Please give instructions!"

Following suit, Lu Chen behind him also puffed out his little chest, though his speech was still a bit slurred as he called out, "Report!"

Lu Xi, on the other hand, had absolutely no discipline. She bypassed her two older brothers, grabbed her father's leg, and looked up at him with her delicate face, acting all cute and spoiled.

"Daddy, hug me."

Lu Zhanting bent down.

Those hands, which once stirred up the world and terrified thousands of troops, were now so gentle as if afraid of disturbing a butterfly's wings, as they steadily lifted their daughter up.

He held his daughter in one arm and patted his two sons on the head with the other hand, not too hard, not too soft.

"Inspection approved."

His voice remained deep, but it had lost its usual sharpness and gained a hint of indulgence that he himself was unaware of.

"yes!"

Upon receiving the order, Lu Nian'an and Lu Chen immediately waddled to the edge of the command platform like two proud little penguins and began to "inspect" the work in a serious manner.

Coincidentally, in the combat training area, Black Bear was serving as the head instructor, urging the trainees to engage in practical sparring.

He is now the academy's top instructor, with rock-hard muscles and a fierce face, making him a nightmare for new recruits every year.

"Punch! Are you giving the enemy a massage?" The black bear's roar was deafening.

Lu Chen seemed extremely interested in this powerful scene.

Watching the uncles sweating on the field, he suddenly imitated them, took a firm little stance, and threw a soft little fist at the air.

He even let out a crisp "Ha!"

That "Ha!" was harmless, yet it exploded like a sweet bomb in the fighting arena.

A student from Country M, who was locked in combat with his opponent, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

His momentary lapse in concentration allowed his opponent to seize the opportunity, executing an over-the-shoulder throw that sent him crashing solidly onto the mat.

However, instead of getting angry, he lay on the mat, clutching his stomach and laughing heartily.

Laughter is contagious.

In the entire fighting arena, all the tense nerves relaxed, and waves of laughter merged into a sea of ​​joy.

Black Bear's face turned red with anger, but when his gaze fell on the small figure on the command platform, his anger deflated instantly, like a punctured balloon.

Finally, he could only wave his hand helplessly: "Everyone, ten-minute break!"

On the other side, Lu Xi stayed in her father's arms for a while before losing interest in the cold equipment.

Her gaze was drawn to a cluster of blooming wild daisies by the training field.

She slid down from Lu Zhanting's arms, ran to the flower bushes with her short legs, and picked the one she thought was the prettiest.

Then, holding the small white daisy in both hands, she ran straight to the black bear.

The black bear stood with its hands on its hips, looking like it was saying, "You're dead if you dare to slack off."

Seeing the exquisitely beautiful little child run up to him, he subconsciously suppressed his murderous aura.

"Here...for you."

Lu Xi tilted his head back, holding the daisy high, his big eyes sparkling, reflecting his massive figure.

The black bear was stunned.

He looked at the tiny figure in front of him, who wasn't even as tall as his calf, and then at his own fist, which could punch through a steel plate. For a moment, he was at a loss.

He crouched down, his massive body resembling a carefully concealed mountain, and took the small flower from Lu Xi's hand.

"Thank you... thank you Xixi." His voice was rough, yet it carried a touch of clumsy, almost laughable tenderness.

Lu Xi smiled happily when she saw him accept it, revealing a few tiny teeth.

She reached out her little hand and patted the black bear's thick, tree-trunk-like arm, saying in a very mature tone, "Uncle, thank you for your hard work."

The black bear's heart melted instantly from that blow.

He felt that all the bullets he had taken on the battlefield were worth it at this moment.

Su Wanqing walked over carrying a food box and said with a smile, "Black Bear, take a rest. I brought some mung bean soup and snacks to help everyone cool off in the heat."

"Oh, thank you, sister-in-law!" Black Bear immediately grinned.

He solemnly pinned the daisy to the breast pocket of his training uniform, his earnest expression as if he were wearing the highest honor medal.

Lu Zhanting held his daughter, watching the "hungry wolves" surrounding Su Wanqing and snatching her snacks in the fighting arena, then glanced at his son who was "reporting" his inspection results to his brother, and a silent smile appeared on his lips.

He walked over to Lu Chen, squatted down, and looked his son in the eye.

"Lu Chen".

"Here!" The little guy immediately stood at attention.

Lu Zhanting reached out and straightened his son's crooked collar, then asked in a deep voice, "How was the inspection?"

Lu Chen, with a serious expression, tried his best to imitate his father's tone and reported in a childish voice, "Reporting to Daddy, they... didn't play well, slow down."

Lu Zhanting suppressed a laugh and nodded: "Hmm, you have good taste. So, what do you think we should do?"

Little Lu Chen thought for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his chubby finger and poked his father's arm, then poked his own chest, and said seriously, "Hit here, and here too."

What he pointed out were some of the most vulnerable points in the human body.

A hint of surprise flashed in Lu Zhanting's eyes.

This kid seems to have an innate, beast-like instinct for combat.

He patted his son's head, stood up, and said with a hint of pride he himself didn't realize: "Not bad. Continue to observe."

At lunchtime, Lu Zhanting took them directly to the college's main cafeteria.

The arrival of the family of five brought a moment of silence to the noisy cafeteria.

All the trainees and instructors who were eating stood up instinctively, their eyes filled with pure respect and goodwill.

"Sit down, everyone, and eat."

Lu Zhanting said something indifferently, then picked up his tray and went to the window to get his food, just like any other student.

He skillfully selected the dishes that Su Wanqing and the three children liked to eat. That scene was completely different from his image on the training field.

The family sat around an ordinary long table.

Lu Nian'an can now feed herself with proper posture.

Lu Chen was struggling with a piece of pork rib, getting his mouth all greasy.

The most difficult one to deal with is Lu Xi.

The little princess didn't seem interested in vegetables today; she pouted and refused to eat them no matter what she was told.

Just as Su Wanqing was about to offer some advice, a young student in his early twenties from the next table suddenly came over.

He was a tall, burly Russian man who was now making faces at Lu Xi.

He first imitated a gorilla pounding its chest, then imitated a puppy sticking out its tongue, his comical antics making Lu Xi giggle.

"Princess Xixi, if you eat this piece of green vegetable, Uncle will perform a magic trick for you, okay?" Like the Big Bad Wolf coaxing Little Red Riding Hood, he used a fork to pick up a small piece of broccoli and put it to Lu Xixi's mouth.

Lu Xi hesitated for a moment, looked at this interesting uncle, and finally opened her little mouth.

The young trainee immediately kept his promise. He picked up a spoon, shook it in his hand, and when he opened his hand again, the spoon was gone.

Lu Xi's eyes widened instantly, and she clapped her hands loudly.

The cafeteria was filled with heartwarming scenes like this.

These tough guys, who are elite soldiers in various countries, have become super nannies and all-around playmates for the children here.

They would show off their muscles to Lu Chen, secretly slip Lu Nian'an a piece of chocolate, and have a competition to see who could make Lu Xi happier.

These children are like the warmest sunshine in the military camp.

It is the most concrete and tender symbol of the peace and tranquility they swore to protect with their lives.

As evening fell, the setting sun bathed the entire college in a warm golden hue.

Lu Zhanting was driving his car, with his family in tow, on his way home.

The three children were tired from playing in the back seat and had fallen asleep huddled together.

Lu Chen rested his little head on his brother's shoulder, while Lu Xi nestled in his brother's arms, sleeping soundly.

Su Wanqing glanced back and gently covered them with a thin blanket.

“They are very happy today,” she said softly.

"Hmm." Lu Zhanting responded, focusing on driving. "Those kids are also very happy. Black Bear said that as long as you bring the kids here, the training enthusiasm of all the trainees will increase by 20%."

Su Wanqing smiled: "They just see the children as their hope."

"yes."

Lu Zhanting gazed at the distant, rolling Western Hills, his voice steady and firm.

“In the past, I trained them to survive on the battlefield and to win the war.”

"Now, I train them so that they understand how to protect."

"Protect our country, protect every family like ours."

Su Wanqing didn't say anything more, but simply reached out and placed her hand on his large hand that was gripping the steering wheel.

The car drove smoothly toward their warmly lit home.

Their legend may have already come to an end.

But their happiness lies in the daily routine and warmth, like the smoke rising from the military camp, endlessly.