"Can I refuse?"
"That's disobedience."
"Then can I be disobedient, sir?"
He Jie smiled silently, drawing out a shiny Ming Lion from his waist and playing with it in his hand, followed by a dozen or so instructors who smiled warmly.
Huayang's spirit lifted, saluting seriously, "I guarantee to complete the mission!"
He Jie nodded with satisfaction, took out a tactical tablet, found it frozen, and cursed while drawing a map in the snow to explain the situation to Huayang.
Not forgetting to give a reminder at the end.
"That's pretty much it. During the general offense, I'll be in the vehicle controlling the railgun. If I see you glance back, hmm..."
Huayang thought of the scene where he might be executed and his eyelids twitched.
"I don't mind being cannon fodder, but I have a request."
"You still have a request? I'll mark you with three sticks now. After the battle, if you're alive, come find me to receive them; if I find you, it'll be doubled."
