Yang Fei listened to everyone's flattery, feeling a few kilograms lighter in his bones.

This guy seemed humble but was actually quite pleased with himself.

"Look at what everyone is saying, you're making me embarrassed."

"We must curb this wind of flattery, understand, fellows?"

Shen Feng earnestly said, "Chief Instructor, I'm sincerely asking for advice. How do we infiltrate?"

A bunch of rascals held back laughter, all pretending to be earnest, and started discussing.

"That's right, that's right, we definitely don't flatter, but the Chief Instructor's mind, it's beyond us."

"Infiltration, how do we do it? Chief Instructor, tell us."

Yang Fei indulged in their praise and then coughed contentedly.

"Simply put, what we need to do is become the roundworm in the enemy's belly."

At this, Shen Feng was a bit stunned. Earlier it was a pretense, but this time he genuinely didn't understand.

"Roundworm? Why do we have to be a roundworm?"

Not only Shen Feng was puzzled, but everyone else was also scratching their heads like King Kong.

Yang Fei chuckled: "Roundworms are the most typical parasites, hiding inside the human body."

"As long as the host body is alive, parasites can advance or retreat, very safely."

"Even if the host body dies, it can choose to enter another host and continue to survive."

At this point, he looked at the eager-to-learn rascals.

"Now, do you all understand?"

The rascal soldiers were all confused, collectively shaking their heads: "No, we don't understand!"

Yang Fei spat, just about to get angry, when Shen Feng perfectly added a little flattery.

"The Chief Instructor's wisdom is truly astounding. Such profound reasoning, only the Chief Instructor could think of. We mere mortals find it difficult to understand."

Yang Fei immediately turned anger into joy, sighed worriedly.

"There's no helping it, wisdom is not something everyone has."

"Alright, I'll explain in more detail. Listen carefully, and if there's anything you don't understand, make sure to ask."

He said as he took out a military map, laid it on the ground, and began explaining his infiltration plan.

"Have you all noticed that the armed force currently occupying Triangle Beach is the powerful Great White Bear Mercenaries?"

"These mercenaries rank sixth among the world's top ten mercenary kings, their weapons and equipment, and individual combat prowess, are all first-rate."

"The Great White Bear Mercenaries have been holed up in Triangle Beach for three days, had over a dozen bloody battles, and won them all, which shows their strength."

"Think about it, if we rashly charge in now to fight this Great White Bear Mercenaries."

"Even if we have the support of the Alang military, and can drive away the Great White Bear Mercenaries, the casualties would be heavy."

"Moreover, we would be unsteady and have to face attacks from other armed mercenaries."

"No matter how strong a hero is, he can't withstand a crowd; no matter how strong a man is, he can't withstand many women. Such foolishness must be avoided."

Everyone agreed wholeheartedly, nodding repeatedly.

Yang Fei pointed to the map that was already marked.

"So, at this time, we can only stealthily infiltrate the Great White Bear Army like roundworms."

"We won't show our strength, avoiding both sides of the battle, silently searching for the whereabouts of the Mithril Ore."

At this point, Yang Fei was smug about his genius idea.

"Even if the Great White Bear Mercenaries are defeated, we can continue moving into the next armed force, staying low-key, and continue searching for Mithril Ore."

"Others fight, we look for ore, neither side gets delayed, isn't that great?"

After listening to Yang Fei's words, everyone was enlightened: "Damn, it really is like that."

"Genius idea, I agree!"

"So awesome, Chief Instructor mighty!"

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Listening to everyone's praise, Yang Fei was beaming with joy.

"When we find the Mithril Ore, we'll ask the Alang military for cooperation to pacify this place at once."

"Once we drive out these mixed armed forces, we can slowly mine the Mithril Ore."

Everyone was delighted, praising Yang Fei's great idea, this time it was genuine, nobody was flattering.

Yang Fei chuckled, standing up.

"Thus, let us enter the Great White Bear Mercenaries' camp. Oh right, what role should we take?"

Everyone laughed together: "Cook Soldier!"

During their special training in North Mo, they infiltrated the Special Forces as cook soldiers.

Cooking is not a problem for the Changfeng Squad. Several guys even honed their culinary skills during that training.

The most important thing is that in the Great White Bear camp, cook soldiers are not combat units, they don't need to go to the battlefield, or even stand guard.

The method Yang Fei came up with was brilliant.

Of course, to gain the trust of the Great White Bear high command and successfully become military camp cook soldiers, Yang Fei and the Changfeng Squad made some preparations.

At 3 PM, at the Great White Bear recruitment site, a group of soldiers in military uniforms arrived, in a disorganized lineup, about a dozen people.

The Lieutenant in charge of recruitment was overjoyed to see so many people showing up.

Although the Great White Bear Mercenaries had taken over the Triangle Beach area, they were struggling to fend off attacks from five or six smaller mercenary groups and desperately needed reinforcements.

Mercenary wages are extremely high, after all, it's dangerous work.

For many poor people, it's the only way to survive.

After a few battles, even if they don't die, they save up enough money to leave this chaotic place.

But the recent fights at Triangle Beach had been too intense, with countless casualties, even current mercenaries had been deserting.

The recruitment task was very tight.

The Lieutenant saw these dozen people walk over, sighed in relief, and stepped out of the recruitment tent to personally greet them.

At the same time, he secretly spat.

"A bunch of fools, coming to enlist now, are they looking for death?"

As the dozen people got closer, the Lieutenant saw their outfit clearly and his eyes widened.

The foremost one, with a stubbly beard, had a huge iron pot on his back, while the guy next to him was carrying a huge iron ladle.

Behind these two were seven or eight more people, carrying pots and pans sloppily on their backs, but not a single gun.

The Lieutenant was a bit overwhelmed, what the hell were these guys doing on the battlefield?

No doubt, this group was Yang Fei's gang.

Yang Fei, with a big pot on his back, walked up to the Lieutenant and saluted.

"Hello, officer, we used to be cook soldiers, and after our unit was defeated and scattered, we came to your recruitment office. We want to continue being cook soldiers."

The Lieutenant sneered, eyeing them suspiciously.

"Why insist on being cook soldiers? Is it not better to go to battle and earn more money?"

Yang Fei saluted: "Reporting, officer, we only know how to cook, and firstly, we're afraid of dying, secondly, we're afraid of pain, and thirdly, we don't like to kill."

The Lieutenant snorted, his face growing even colder.

"Nonsense, if you're afraid of everything, why join the army?"

Yang Fei still stood with his back straight, speaking seriously.

"Reporting, officer, we want to live."

The Lieutenant sneered, about to say something, when Yang Fei raised his hand, his palm revealing two gold bars, gleaming brightly.

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