Reborn At Weight Camp: General Don't Mess Around
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School Head Chen obeyed the army's arrangements and stayed at the city's high school. This was the first time he had been fascinated by a student after becoming the principal.

Not only was he overwhelmed by Ye Jian from the Second Grade Eight Class, but he was also convinced that this girl was an up-and-coming star. Instead of hiding his abilities, he adopted a method that impressed everyone in the school.

He was an amazing student. But she had to hide her talent because she had been living in her relatives' family. In order to survive, he had to be careful. However, he had yet to find a home where he could live and study quietly. School Head Chen felt sorry for him.

Being cornered, he did not suffer in silence or hide his abilities anymore. Instead, he had made every student and teacher in the school remember him.

School Head Chen had to admit that he was quite grateful to Ye Zhifan and her family. If they had not provoked Ye Jian so outrageously, his talent might not have been noticed.

The sudden ringing of the house phone disturbed Principal Chen's mind. As he picked up the phone, he sounded less like a gentle-talking scholar but emitted a stiff and cold vibration like steel. "This is Chen Dongfeng."

"Please within five minutes" a cold, stiff voice sounded from the other end of the phone.

"okay!" School Head Chen hung up the phone and picked up his black jacket on the back of his chair. He turned off the lights in his office and walked away, his impressive height of at least 180 centimeters disappearing into the darkness.

He headed to the back of the office building, where the cold storage of the school was located. It was funded and built by the military.

As is known, the school built this cold storage to maintain the freshness of meat, vegetables, and fruits, thus ensuring the quality of food provided to its students. But no one realized that under cold storage there was an oil transfer station.

Logistics should work well. Soldiers will never put all their eggs in one basket.

Chen Dongfeng had been guarding cold storage ever since he became the principal.

Although the soldiers who were about to arrive might not know about School Head Chen's identity, the company's deputy commander knew about it.

The city not only has world-class snipers, but also has a 70-year-old Class A Master Sergeant, who will be saluted by the army commander.

The company's deputy commander jumped down from the passenger seat and ran towards School Head Chen who had been waiting for them. He stood up straight and paid his respects to her. With respect, he said, “Sorry to bother you. The amount of petroleum is getting lower these days. And it will take longer to get more supply from our other oil reserves.”

“Source is very rare during war.” Principal Chen briefly mentioned three wars—Rwanda Civil War in 1994, Yugoslav War in 1995, and the Bosnian— War that affected petroleum supply internationally.

In recent years, China has sent more troops to border posts to prevent enemies from challenging its territory.

The city of Fujun is located on the only road the military has to travel to move weapons from the South to the North and vice versa. Therefore, small towns should assume responsibility as oil reserves by supplying and replenishing oil.

The oil was stored in a pitch-black basement.

To avoid the danger of short circuit, the warehouse is not equipped with electric lights.

The soldiers, who jumped into the barn to transport oil, used lights on their helmets to light up the place. Quickly, they loaded the oil tank one by one onto the truck.

About 20 minutes later, the truck's engine started up again, and they left the school slowly.

The sound of the truck engine is getting away. Ye Jian did not close his eyes until his voice was completely gone.