Chapter 542 Men Cannot Lose to Women!

Tim Ray stayed at the Gaburo base for a week before heading to space. Amuro stayed behind. Yang Hui gave Amuro the identity of his assistant. There was no plan to let Amuro go to the battlefield for the time being. It would not be too late to let him go after he was trained.

Not to mention, although Amuro has not grown up yet, he still looks decent in military uniform.

"Alas, I lost again." Amuro walked out of the simulation cabin dejectedly and met South Banninger who was fighting with him.

"Kid, you want to beat me in just a few days, don't look down on me too much." South Banninger smiled and ruffled Amuro's hair and said.

"Don't tease me, Sergeant Banninger, I'm not a child anymore!" Amuro slapped South Banninger's hand away, took a few steps back and complained.

"What else is a 16-year-old not a kid?"

"I'm the assistant of the major now!"

"Oh! That's amazing, assistant kid."

"Sergeant!"

"Hahaha..." Everyone who was resting laughed happily.

"Boy, you can hold out for one minute under Baninger, that's already amazing, okay?"

"Yes, I only lasted 45 seconds!"

"Uncle Baninger has never fallen out of the top three in the rookie ranking list."

Originally, the elites transferred from various troops would not have such a harmonious atmosphere, but during this week, the devilish training designed by Yang Hui for them forced them to overcome difficulties together. In the difficult and hard life, they supported each other, cried, quarreled, and bled together, and soon established a tenacious comradeship.

Amuro is also one of them. Although he is Yang Hui's assistant, Yang Hui's purpose of keeping him by his side is to train and exercise him, but he will not let him continue to be a playboy, so he will participate in all the training subjects of the army.

At the beginning, Amuro also complained and wanted to give up, but Yang Hui did not give him any way at all. He directly slapped the gun in front of him, either completing the training or dying on the training ground. There is no third choice.

Under the heavy oppression and strong murderous aura of Yang Hui, Amuro finished the first day of training with his pants wet, and he never dared to give up again.

The other people in the army also changed their views on Amuro. At first, they really thought that Amuro was a young man who got in through the back door, but in the hard training, they slowly accepted him and regarded him as one of their comrades.

"Humph! I will definitely beat the sergeant! Then Captain Jung and others, and then the major!"

"Wow! This ambition is amazing." Everyone exclaimed, but it was just a joke. Who among the people present didn't want to become stronger? Who didn't want to surpass their goals?

It must be said that Amuro's existence is also one of the reasons for promoting everyone to work harder. The 16-year-old Amuro is the youngest, but he is very talented. Half of them are not Amuro's opponents in simulated training, which stimulates them.

As the ace of the original army, I am not even a match for a teenager. If I say it out, I will lose face.

"I wonder when I can practice with a real machine. I feel like I can touch a real MS." The dark-skinned Lid Wolf is looking forward to the arrival of his big toy.

"How far are you from the basic standard?" asked Xia Lulu Chisingom.

"I'm still 18 points away. I should be able to complete it in the next assessment." Lid Wolf replied.

"That will take at least a week. I'm about the same. I'm still 14 points away." Xia Lulu Chisingom said.

"Ah!!! Why am I still 38 points away!" Diris Hanover shouted madly.

"Hey, you deserve it! Who told you to be careless in the last assessment?"

"You are already very good, okay? I'm still 52 points away." As one of the few female pilots, Christina Mackenzie said depressedly, and several other female pilots were also depressed.

"It's okay, Chris. Women are physically weaker than men. It's normal."

"That's right. The major is really a fool. He doesn't know how to be gentle with women. He uses the standards of men to demand you." Alpha A. Bet spoke up for the female pilots.

"Don't say that, Alpha. The major is responsible for us!"

"Xima is good, why can't we?"

"By the way, Sima, how many points do you need?"

"5 points."

"Awesome!"

Women admire, men are ashamed. Just now, they boasted that women can't compare to men, but they were immediately slapped in the face.

"Train, train! I must pass the next assessment!"

"That's right! I must surpass Sima! Fight for the men!"

"Go, go, go! Practice more!"

The men were also stimulated by Sima Karahou's performance. They ended their rest early and got into the simulation cabin, vowing not to embarrass the men.

The women surrounded Sima Karahou and asked her if she had any tips, but Sima Karahou's answer was cold: "It's just hard training, there are no shortcuts."

"Well, we can only work harder."

"Sisters, come on, don't let the stinky men look down on you."

"Ah! Wait for me!"

Similarly, with Sima Karahou as an example, the women also ended their rest early and re-entered the simulation cabin to practice more in order to prove that they are not weaker than men.

Seeing this, Sima Karahou, the instigator, had calm eyes. Now she was not interested in all this, including the interaction with teammates. She just wanted to become stronger, stronger and stronger, strong enough to help Yang Hui and protect the only light in her heart.

"Sima." When Sima Karahou was about to continue training, South Baninger called her.

"What's wrong?"

"The major asked you to go to his office."

"Eh? The major is looking for me!?" It was Yang Hui who could make Sima Karahou, who was focused on improving herself and didn't care about everything around her, have a violent emotional fluctuation. She was very cold just now, but suddenly panicked.

"Yeah." South Baninger had told Yang Hui about Sima Karahou's condition. After being stimulated, Sima Karahou's requirements for herself had reached a perverted level. The improvement was indeed great, but this was overdrawing her life. If she didn't ease her mentality, Sima Karahou might not be able to hold on for long and would fall down.

"Major... did the major say what it was?" Sima Karahou asked fearfully. Yang Hui hadn't met her alone for a long time. She was always afraid that she would not do well enough and be driven away by Yang Hui.

"I don't know, but I think it's not a bad thing."

"Really?"

"Well..."

"Then I'll go find the major first. Thank you, Sergeant Baninger."

"Go ahead."

Looking at Sima Karahou's excited but uneasy state, South Baninger sighed and shook his head. He knew Sima Karahou's past and sympathized with this betrayed woman. Whether as a comrade-in-arms or as an older person, he hoped that she could come out of the shadow.

"I hope that boy can help her."

With this in mind, South Baninger also began to practice more. After all, he didn't want to fall behind.

...

Sima Karahou hesitated at the door of Yang Hui's office, stretched out her hand to knock on the door, but soon retracted it, expecting to imagine what Yang Hui wanted to find her for, but was afraid that she was not good enough and Yang Hui would drive her away.

"Xima? What are you doing at the major's door?" At this time, Maggieloda Yagaon, who was passing by, asked Sima Karahou. She was transferred to Yang Hui's unit as a member of the transport and logistics units. In the same group of people, there were her fiancé Hu Di, the future famous captain Lin Youde, and Brad Noah and others.

"No... nothing... it's just... the major is looking for me..."

Maggieloda Yagaon raised her eyebrows and quickly understood that as a woman, and a woman with a very loving fiancé, it was easy to see what state Sima Karahou was in, so she took the initiative to walk over and knock on the door for Sima Karahou.

"Lieutenant Maggieloda!?"

"Sometimes women have to take the initiative." Maggieloda Yagaon winked at Sima Karahou playfully, and then turned and left.

At this time, Yang Hui's voice came from the room, so Sima Karahou could no longer hesitate.

"Who?"

"Corporal Sima Karahou reports!"

"Sima, come in."

"Yes!"

The door opened, and Sima Karahou walked into Yang Hui's office with a stiff step, which made Yang Hui laugh and shake his head.

"I don't think I look scary, right? Sima."

"No... no, Major... you are not scary!" Sima replied in a panic.

"Then why are you so nervous? Sit down." Yang Hui smiled and asked Sima Karahou to sit down.

"Yes!"

Still very stiff, Sima Karahou sat straight and motionless like a robot at this time.

"Hehe." Yang Hui smiled, poured a glass of water for Sima Karahou, and placed it in front of her.

"Major! This... I... this..."

"We have known each other for a while, Sima, you followed me in Granada, don't be so nervous, drink some water and calm down."

"Yes... yes..." The gentle tone softened the stiff body a little. Sima Karahao looked at Yang Hui's sunny and handsome smile, lowered his head shyly, and sipped the water in small sips.

"Major... Major, you asked me to come here... Is there something?"

"Yes, I do have something to ask you, and it's very important."

"Major! Major!" Sima Karahao stood up suddenly, his expression and eyes full of pleading, "Major, please, don't chase me away!"

This made Yang Hui stunned: "When did I say I would chase you away?"

"Ah? No... isn't it?"

"Of course not." Yang Hui shook his head and asked Sima Karahao to sit down again, "Your test scores have always been among the best, and even many big men have been defeated by you. How can I bear to chase you away with such an excellent subordinate?"

"Ten... ten thousand sorry!"

"I said, don't be nervous, sit down and talk." Yang Hui reluctantly asked the excited Sima Karahao to sit down again.

"Yes! Major, what do you want to ask me...?" Sima Karahao was relieved to know that he would not be chased away by Yang Hui, and he was very happy and relaxed to hear Yang Hui praising his excellence and not wanting to let him leave.

"Banninger told me about your situation, Sima. You are too nervous and working too hard. You will be dragged down like this," Yang Hui advised.

"But... but if I don't work hard, how can I help the major?" Sima Karahao thought of the gap between her and Yang Hui's strength, and her face was gloomy.

"If you exhaust yourself, won't you be able to help me even more?" Yang Hui asked from the opposite direction.

"This... but..."

"You are growing very fast, and I am also very happy, but I don't want this growth to be exchanged for your physical health, and I don't want your over-effort to shorten the time you serve me, do you understand?"

"Major... Major! You... you..."

Originally, Sima Karahao was very excited because Yang Hui cared about her very much, but soon she became shy because Yang Hui suddenly came over and put his hand on her face, but soon, her consciousness became blurred and she fell asleep in confusion.

Yang Hui caught Sima Karahao with his hand to prevent her from falling, then he gently picked her up, put her on his bed and covered her with a quilt. He smoothed her messy hair, looked at her delicate and haggard face, and said gently: "You look beautiful when you work hard, but you work too hard. I feel bad for you. Have a good rest, Sima."