Defeating the Warrior Prince

➳𝕾𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓

The next week of military training and preparation of infantry units go well. So well, in fact, that the sixth team earns first place when it comes to completing all of the necessary tasks.

One change is that Jun Shao Han is slowly and eventually communicating with the team again. Another change: there is finally true and genuine teamwork. Everyone is encouraging individual leadership development. With that, the sixth team is transparent and interdisciplinary; the members all complement each other's weaknesses and strengths.

Not long after several weeks of physical training comes the military education, which will take place in a classroom setting.

At this moment in the classroom, the students congregate in small groups and chitter chatter as they wait for their instructor to arrive.

"Hey Brother Jun," pats one of the guys from the fifth team. Jun Shao Han glances over to his shoulder. The man continues, "I heard you brought with you the new edition of 'The Clique of Neverland.' Let me get it."

"Sorry," adds Jun Shao Han, "I lent it to Hao Ming already."

"Hao Ming?!" The man rolls his eyes and sneers, "That lame villager? C'mon, just tell him to give it back and lend it to me."

Jun Shao Han frowns, "If I already lent it to him, then I can't just take it back. Maybe you can ask me again in a few weeks." From a distance away, Jun Shao Han sees his team smiling and waving in his direction.

The guy makes a sucking noise by suddenly releasing the tongue from the hard palate on the top of his mouth. "Seriously? When have you and that failure-"

"-Now if you'll excuse me," interrupts Hao Ming, "My team is looking for me."

"Ooooh," expresses the fifth team's members, "Cao Kun got rejected by Jun Shao Han." Some of the guys acknowledge Cao Kun's presence with a condescending sneer.

The guy known as Cao Kun clenches his fist before muttering, "That bastard. Just he wait. I'll make sure they feel my wrath."

Moving past some of the students, Hao Ming meets up with his group members in the far right corner. He swings his arm over Hao Ming shoulders and glances at his team, "Hey losers!"

"Brother Jun, I am half way done with the book. Man, was it exciting! I was up last night reading the sixty fifth chapter."

With puffiness under her eyes, Yangyue Qin Feng sighs, "He was up at midnight giggling. Tell me that is creepy."

Resting his arm on Qin Feng's shoulder, Bai Xuan Ye whispers in Qin Feng's ear, "Not creepier than your perverted stare at night."

His voice and touch cause Qin Feng to bounce back in surprise, "Y-You!"

"Warrior Prince," Yu Mu Rong says before he brushes Bai Xuan Ye's hand from Qin Feng's shoulder. "It would only be proper if you refrain from touching our Young Master."

"Oh ho? Why so?" Bai Xuan Ye and Yu Mu Rong exchange a tense glare, from which the other three stand by and watch awkwardly.

"Uh.."

"Ladies, ladies, calm down," comments Jun Shao Han, who attempts to relieve the situation.

"Class, take a seat." The instructor announces as he enters the room. All the attention is on him now. After the students greet the instructor, the thirty students sit in traditional paulownia wood chairs. On top of their tables lay a booklet about the art of military treatise.

Instructor Gu introduced himself and immediately goes right into his lecture. Seated in rows of six, each student listens as he speaks with a mellow accent. As the hours pass by, Jun Shao Ming ends up falling asleep on his desk.

Hao Ming turns his back to Yu Mu Rong, who is sitting behind him. He tilts his head towards Jun Shao Han's direction. Hao Ming whispers while snickering, "Jun Shao Han's sleeping.. pass the message."

Upon hearing Hao Ming's whisper, Mu Rong turns his back to Yangyue Qin Feng, who in return turns her back to Bai Xuan Ye. With an idea in mind, Bai Xuan Ye throws a piece of paper at Jun Shao Han, popping his snore bubble.

Hao Ming exhaustedly awakens and notices the crumpled note. He glances around, but the sixth team's members turn their head away. Hao Ming opens up the note and mutters the words: "..You're ugly and contagious when you're tired.."

"Who!" Hao Ming rises up from his seat, catching the attention of everyone. He awkwardly laughs and takes a seat again. The sixth team members sneakily chuckle.

The scene fades away.

With speed, the next week of training and lecturing go by.

Throughout all events, the sixth team is united. To the outsiders, it almost seem as if they have been brothers for all of their life time.

And so it is finally announced.

Every team's first mission.

There, in the field, each team lines up.

General Wang announces the plans from here onwards: "Listen up! Every team will be assigned a mission with a difficulty level that is based on your ranking. Level six is the basic level whereas level one is the most challenging level. The higher your performance was for the past weeks, the more challenging your first mission will be; however, the more difficult your first mission is, the better your rewards. This means no one is getting the short end of the stick."

The tension builds up as the teams await for General Wang to publicize the rankings.

"Sixth Level Mission: Third Team!"

The Third Team sighs, sulking in their status. They pat each other's back, their heads droop down in disgrace.

"Fifth Level Mission: Second Team!"

The members of the Second Team shakes their heads disappointingly at each other, proceeding to comfort each other.

"Fourth Level Mission: Fourth Team!"

The Fourth Team does not seem to be disturbed about their ranking.

"Third Level Mission: First Team!"

The First Team nods and smiles to each other.

"Second Level Mission: Fifth Team!"

The members of the Fifth Team do not seem to be too happy.

This means...

"First Level Mission: Sixth Team!"

"Hooray!" The Sixth Team cheers aloud.

Every team now receives its mission file. When the Sixth Team members open up their file, they gasp.

"S-SPY?!"