Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 1197 For Glory, For Lasting Fame!

"I'd rather starve to death or jump off a building than eat this garbage!"

On set, under the spotlight, Zhou Haotian, a popular idol dressed in an olive green military uniform, threw the steamed bun in his hand on the ground in the canteen.

Then he flipped the stainless steel plate in front of him, sending food scraps flying far away.

At this moment, the veteran squad leader, with a resolute face, slammed his fist on the table, stood up, and angrily pointed at him.

"Are you trying to rebel?"

"Clean up the food on the table right now!"

"I do not!"

Zhou Haotian's character, a new recruit, directly clashes with a veteran.

Originally, this scene only involved throwing away steamed buns, but he seemed to feel that the emotion wasn't quite there.

So they took it upon themselves to add a scene of flipping the plate, an action that garnered unanimous praise from the director and screenwriter.

In this scene, the male protagonist played by Zhou Haotian became the focus of everyone's attention, but the company commander and political instructor did not step in to intervene and instead let the situation get out of control.

"If you're so capable, go outside and have a contest!"

"If I win, I'll clear the table and apologize to your face!"

"If you lose, you might as well quit being the class monitor. I'll be the class monitor and I'll teach you!"

Zhou Haotian strode out arrogantly, with the man playing the class monitor following angrily behind.

The scene ended as the two walked out of the cafeteria, and the director quickly shouted, "Cut!"

The staff came up to offer water and wipe away sweat, and the director, like a sycophant, came up with a smile to praise him: "Teacher Haotian, your impromptu performance earlier was fantastic. You perfectly captured the male lead's unruly nature in the early stages."

"Later, do you think we should do another one with a different mood, just to keep it going?"

Zhou Haotian sipped his water and said casually, "Okay, I just felt that I didn't get the emotions right earlier, so I'll try flipping the table later."

The director laughed and said, "Great, great, the effect will definitely be better than before."

While they were filming the second take, a commotion suddenly broke out outside.

Several staff members hurriedly chased after the two military vehicles.

The car door opened, and a lieutenant colonel stepped out, along with several civilian staff members.

The director was immediately at his wit's end. It was one thing for some people to barge in before, but now another group of people had arrived.

"What do you do?"

The stagehands went to stop them, but were pushed aside by the people next to the lieutenant colonel.

The lieutenant colonel went straight to the director: "Are you in charge of this production?"

The director nodded: "I guess so, I am the director."

The lieutenant colonel presented a document and coldly stated, "According to our understanding, your drama maliciously vilifies the military and deliberately uses vulgar plots to attract attention. On behalf of the military's propaganda department, I demand that you immediately cease filming."

"What? Stop filming?"

These words immediately caused an uproar among the staff on site.

The person in charge of planning and communication quickly came forward to try and negotiate a compromise.

Even when I offered to modify or adjust the content, the answer was still a cold rejection.

The lieutenant colonel said coldly, "There is no room for negotiation or bargaining. You have three days to move out!"

After delivering the order, the lieutenant colonel led his men away, leaving Zhou Haotian standing there dumbfounded.

"Director, what's this? Are we even going to film the show?"

"I canceled several other engagements and squeezed out time to film this, and now you're saying work has to stop? You have to give me an explanation!"

Several other actors also came forward to demand an explanation.

Unlike top stars, they don't receive their entire paycheck before filming even begins.

They all pay a portion of the fee upfront, and the rest is only received after filming wraps up.

Production has now stopped, and no modifications or adjustments are allowed, meaning the filming of this series has been completely canceled, and the cast and crew may not receive any further pay.

The director and screenwriter were completely bewildered by this sudden turn of events. They never expected that something they had agreed upon would be changed so easily.

"No, I'll call someone and ask what's going on."

Many tour guides have extensive connections and know many important people.

Similar situations have occurred in the past due to the sensitive nature of the subject matter.

Later, those big shots smoothed things over, and filming continued.

Therefore, he naturally assumed that this matter could also be resolved.

Surprisingly, he was turned away several times in a row, and even the investors decided to withdraw their investment, which was something he had not expected!

......

Meanwhile, in the Fifth Squad of a sniper squad of the Lei Bao Special Operations Brigade.

The soldiers are maintaining their weapons in the logistics warehouse.

Guns are a soldier's second life, and gun maintenance is a compulsory course for every soldier.

Especially for special forces soldiers like them who need to go on actual combat missions, they can only feel most at ease if they maintain their own guns.

Especially the scope parameters of sniper rifles, you can't touch them even if the King of Heaven himself comes, because different people have different usage habits, and shooting with a different gun will feel completely different.

"I have something to tell you."

At this moment, the veteran squad leader, who held the rank of fourth-term sergeant, walked over.

Everyone looked up, intending to stand up, but he pressed them down with his hand and made them sit back down.

The veteran squad leader began, "I have something to tell you. I just came back from a meeting at the company headquarters. They've made some adjustments to the training plan for the next period."

"Many new combat-oriented training subjects have been added, and the assessment standard has changed from once every two weeks to twice a week."

"There will be a small assessment on Wednesday and a major assessment on Sunday. After the assessments, the entire company will hold a debriefing meeting, where those who did not perform well will be asked to come forward and explain the reasons..."

Upon hearing this, the special forces soldiers, who were cleaning their guns, nearly popped their eyes out.

Being assessed every two weeks is already tough enough; now it's twice a week—isn't that going to kill him?

In particular, this twice-weekly debriefing meeting is so much like a small group meeting or a large group meeting for graduate students in a university.

One of the students in the class was a graduate student who ran away to enlist in the army halfway through his studies. He passed five tests and six trials and tribulations to become a special forces soldier in the Thunder Leopard unit. So he was both familiar with and afraid of this model.

It felt like stepping back into my school days, when I was doing experiments and research, and the fear of being controlled by my supervisor.

The squad leader continued, "Those who excel in multiple rounds will be selected for the newly formed training team. Only those who enter the training team will have the opportunity to participate in the national special forces skills selection and win glory for Lei Bao and our war zone!"

"Those who can win the competition and perform well and meet the conditions for promotion can be appointed as acting officers in advance and will be given priority to enter military academies for further study."

These words made many people in the class's eyes light up, especially those soldiers who had military merits but had never been ranked.

"Finally," the squad leader said, looking at everyone, "the war zone intends to collaborate with the August First Film Studio to produce a film that truly tells the story of a soldier's growth and transformation into a special forces member after undergoing trials."

"If you are selected for the training team and perform well in the National Special Forces Competition, you will have the opportunity to appear on the big screen and play an important role."

Upon hearing this, all the special forces soldiers in the class instantly became as if they had been injected with chicken blood!

"Brothers, the time has come to go in history!"

"For glory, for Lei Bao, for lasting fame, let's fight!"