Reborn and returned, sisters swapped

Chapter 114 Another young lady comes to 'experience military life'

After listening, Zhao Lingfeng's expression did not change much; he simply smiled faintly and maintained his polite tone.

However, there was an obvious sense of distance in his voice: "Miss Gu, you flatter me. Your arrival has been a great help to our army. The supply of food and provisions is of utmost importance, and it is your duty to do so."

As for the military deployment, it is far too complicated, and I dare not trouble you, Miss, to be distracted by other matters.”

Although his words were respectful, they clearly relegated her request to the realm of "supplies," never giving her any opportunity to delve into military affairs.

After saying this, Zhao Lingfeng turned slightly to the side, as if to continue his inspection, clearly not intending to linger any longer.

Gu Jinyan nodded silently, feeling somewhat disappointed, but also realizing that his request might have seemed a bit too hasty.

Zhao Lingfeng wasn't deliberately underestimating her; perhaps he was unwilling to make promises lightly, or perhaps he was leaving her a way out, trying to observe her performance and determination.

She composed herself and said no more, bowing slightly: "General, you are absolutely right. Thank you for your guidance. I will keep it in mind."

After saying that, she quietly stepped aside and watched Zhao Lingfeng lead his personal guards on their way.

Gu Jinyan strolled casually through the campsite, gradually drawn in by the surrounding scenery and noise.

She walked past a tent area and gradually approached the training ground.

Just then, a series of resounding shouts rang out, mixed with the clanging of metal and the orderly marching of soldiers, the rhythm distinct and powerful.

She quickened her pace involuntarily, heading towards the direction from which the sound came.

Soon, the training ground came into view.

The morning light shone on the soldiers, who were dressed in heavy armor, holding spears and swords, and were lined up in neat rows, conducting drills in batches.

Each squad of soldiers marched in perfect unison. At the commander's order, swords and spears were drawn, their cold glints piercing the morning mist.

The soldiers moved swiftly and powerfully, cleanly and decisively, as if they had long since mastered it.

Gu Jinyan stood at the edge of the training ground, quietly watching the scene before him, his eyes filled with a hint of amazement.

She had studied military books extensively, and she knew the descriptions of battle formations and tactics by heart. However, seeing it with her own eyes now, she felt the real power that was hard to capture in books.

Every step these soldiers take, every swing of their swords and spears, reveals the accumulation of experience and the hard work of their training.

She saw the soldiers thrust their guns forward suddenly, the gun tips stopping steadily in front of the virtual target, the gun barrels not trembling at all, demonstrating their powerful arm strength and precise control.

"Step forward! Slash!"

With a roar from the commander, the soldiers stepped forward in unison, their blades slashing down, drawing a clean arc in the air.

Gu Jinyan could even feel the wind rushing towards him, and his heart seemed to be stirred by this force.

This is exactly what the book describes as "footwork attack" and "sword technique," but only after seeing it with her own eyes did she truly realize its destructive power.

A small squad of soldiers practiced formation changes on the other side, quickly adjusting their formation, advancing or retreating, joining or separating, their movements perfectly coordinated.

She observed these changes with astonishment, secretly noting down the soldiers' movement patterns and the timing of their formation changes.

The formations described in the book seem simple, but without long-term practice and skilled coordination, it would be impossible to achieve such smoothness as what is seen before us.

The shouts, footsteps, and clashing of weapons of the soldiers echoed in the morning air on the training ground, like an invisible symphony, carrying an aura of iron will and resilience, which deeply moved her.

Gu Jinyan couldn't help but hold his breath, a longing and admiration for military life welling up in his heart.

These people are not mere symbols in military strategy, but true iron-blooded warriors, a fighting force forged with sweat and blood.

Gu Jinyan stood quietly at the edge of the training ground, watching the soldiers train intently.

However, her focus and silence did not make her go unnoticed like a bystander; she soon attracted the attention of the soldiers.

Some soldiers caught a glimpse of her during a break in training, whispering among themselves, their eyes filled with undisguised contempt and mockery.

"You're probably not a well-bred young lady who's seen much of the world, are you? Are you just standing here watching the show?" The voice wasn't loud, but it reached her ears perfectly.

A tall, dark-skinned soldier snorted, turned to look at her, and a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.

"A pampered young lady like her wouldn't know anything about the power of swords and spears, and probably doesn't even know how heavy these iron weapons are."

Another soldier sneered, his words laced with sarcasm.

He deliberately brandished the spear in his hand, as if to show her the weight of the weapon, but his eyes seemed to say, "This is not a place for you."

Hearing this, Gu Jinyan felt a complex mix of emotions welling up inside him.

She didn't blame their indifference; after all, she understood that she did indeed seem out of place in the eyes of these soldiers.

She wore simple cloth clothes, but still had a scholarly air about her, and her hands lacked the rough calluses of soldiers, clearly indicating that she had never experienced real battlefield training.

During their arduous years of fighting and risking their lives in the military, this group developed a natural aversion to outsiders and a deep respect for the battlefield, while she was just a newcomer, a "young lady".

She remained standing, silently enduring the gazes and words.

Looking at the soldiers on the training ground, she silently told herself: no matter how much contempt she encountered, she must remain steadfast.

Not far away, an older soldier noticed her presence, his brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes showed a hint of helplessness.

He paused for a moment, then walked to Gu Jinyan's side, lowered his voice, and spoke with a hint of politeness.

But he couldn't hide his indifference: "Miss, the battlefield is not a game. This is a military training ground. Swords and spears have no eyes. If you stand here, you might delay the soldiers' training."

The veteran was burly, with slightly forward-leaning shoulders and sharp eyes, clearly a seasoned soldier.

Although the words were not hostile, they carried an undisguised sense of distance, as if advising her to leave gracefully.

Gu Jinyan felt a pang of sorrow upon hearing this reminder.

She had been observing the soldiers' training with great anticipation, hoping to learn something from it and to gradually integrate herself into their group.

The soldiers' indifference and disdain made her realize that the distance between her and them was greater than she had imagined.

They were warriors who had risked their lives, elite troops trained to defend their country, while she was just an outsider who had come with provisions.

Even with enthusiasm and a desire to learn, they were still seen as "outsiders" who "shouldn't stay."

Gu Jinyan lowered his head slightly, nodded gently, bowed slightly to the veteran, and replied calmly and restrainedly, "Thank you for reminding me. I was being presumptuous."

Her voice was soft, but it carried a hint of self-reproach and guilt.

She didn't offer any explanation, knowing full well that as a newcomer, it would indeed be inappropriate for her to stop and observe so abruptly.

Seeing her respectful attitude, the veteran's expression softened slightly. He nodded gently, then turned and returned to his unit.

Her departure did not silence the gazes of the other soldiers.

She still felt those indifferent or mocking gazes, as if silently reminding her that she didn't belong here.

Gu Jinyan took a deep breath, turned around and left the training ground, his steps steady and restrained.

To earn the respect of these soldiers, mere observation and words are far from sufficient.

She felt heavy-hearted, but she was not discouraged by it.

Instead, she became increasingly aware that she had to do something to break down this barrier and prejudice.

Back in her tent, she sat upright under the lamp, quietly opening the military book she had brought, her fingertips gently stroking the pages, her gaze becoming increasingly focused.

The military strategies in the book may not be a panacea, but every line is a crystallization of the wisdom of our predecessors, and she must translate this wisdom into action to win the approval of the soldiers before her.

Although the theories in the book were easy to understand, she realized that the real challenge lay in how to apply this knowledge to the actual situation in the military and how to prove her value through practical actions.

In the stillness of the night, she sat alone in her tent, the night breeze outside the window gradually carrying her thoughts to distant places.

At dawn in the camp, the officer gathered the soldiers together and announced the day's work arrangements.

Gu Jinyan was brought to the front of the crowd. Many people were curious about her arrival, but few could hide the doubt in their eyes.

A middle-aged officer walked steadily forward, a lukewarm smile on his face, his gaze sweeping over the crowd.

He cleared his throat and announced loudly, "Miss Gu is new to the military. Her family has made contributions to the army, so we have specially arranged for her to familiarize herself with military affairs today."

As soon as the words were spoken, the soldiers' eyes flickered slightly, and some whispered among themselves: "Another young lady here to 'experience military life'?"

"So you're familiar with military affairs? You probably don't even know how to move supplies, do you?" The whispers reached his ears, and although Gu Jinyan heard them clearly, he didn't show any displeasure.

She silently reminded herself: to earn respect, one must be restrained and calm.

Ignoring the soldiers' reactions, the officer continued, "Since Miss Gu is new to the camp and given the heavy workload, it might be inconvenient for her to participate directly."

They arranged for her to first familiarize herself with the affairs of the logistics department, responsible for inventorying provisions and organizing ledgers, to alleviate the burden on the military.

These words were spoken politely and thoughtfully, as if they were a considerate gesture.

Gu Jinyan smiled slightly, her face showing no change, but she knew in her heart that this was just a disguised way of "getting rid of" her from the real military core.

She glanced around and saw that the soldiers' eyes were all different; some were mocking, while others were indifferent. Clearly, no one thought her arrival would have any real effect.

Gu Jinyan knew that he lacked practical experience and knew almost nothing about the battlefield, so at this stage he could only accept these kinds of "polite tasks".