Da Xiong's words were quite ambiguous.
The first meaning was that Da Xiong wanted to snatch the flag from Zhang Shaohua's hand.
Thus, he declared that the backpack and the flag inside it now belonged to him!
The second meaning was literal: the backpack belonged to Da Xiong, and Zhang Shaohua had stolen it.
Either way, it was enough to pique everyone's interest in watching the show.
Those who had been discussing earlier now crowded around, eager to see the drama unfold.
After all, Zhang Shaohua was from the Zhang family of Yunhai.
Others didn't dare to provoke him easily.
Only Da Xiong did!
"Looks like Young Master Zhang is out of luck, his backpack is about to be snatched!"
"Haha, maybe Da Xiong is telling the truth, maybe it was Young Master Zhang who stole the flag yesterday."
"Alas, let's not talk too soon, and just keep watching. Who knows what Da Xiong's words really mean?"
The surrounding onlookers, based on Da Xiong's single sentence, began to speculate about his intentions.
Among the crowd, only Zhang Shaohua knew exactly what Da Xiong meant.
He glanced down at the backpack in his hand and froze on the spot!
It turned out.
The backpacks carried by the new recruits were all issued uniformly, looking almost identical.
However, some people would mark their own equipment.
To prevent losing them.
And Da Xiong was clearly one of them.
When they stole the flag yesterday, they had stolen the backpack along with it.
As it was too dark, and the flags inside the backpacks were all similar in quantity.
Zhang Shaohua had accidentally mistaken Da Xiong's backpack for his own!
Now that Da Xiong had spoken, Zhang Shaohua noticed that the bottom of the backpack had a slight bulge.
It was obvious that Da Xiong had used a cigarette butt to scorch it as a mark!
However, Da Xiong knew the backpack was his, but others didn't.
Zhang Shaohua's eyes darted around, and he argued, "Just because you say it's yours, does that make it yours? Besides, in broad daylight, do you intend to rob me!"
Da Xiong chuckled and pointed at the backpack in Zhang Shaohua's hand, "I marked it. Shall we compare them one by one?"
Zhang Shaohua feigned composure and said directly, "What mark? I used a cigarette butt to scorch the bottom of this backpack as a mark. Don't tell me you did that!"
As long as Zhang Shaohua preemptively stated the location and shape of the mark, others wouldn't be suspicious!
Hearing Zhang Shaohua's confident words, everyone else was almost convinced.
They began to urge Da Xiong not to act rashly.
"Da Xiong, I know you must be upset that your flag was stolen, but there's a right and wrong to everything. This backpack belongs to Zhang Shaohua, you can't just call black white."
Someone nearby advised him kindly.
However, Da Xiong let out a cold laugh.
He said faintly, "Who said I made the mark at the bottom? Such a petty trick!"
There were other marks elsewhere?
Instantly, Zhang Shaohua's face changed dramatically, becoming extremely grim!
Da Xiong didn't give him any time to breathe and pointed directly at the backpack's shoulder strap.
"As soon as I got the backpack, I embroidered my name on it!"
"You all take a look, is this mine? Even if Zhang Shaohua scorched the bottom of the backpack, he couldn't possibly embroider my name as a mark, could he?"
As soon as Da Xiong finished speaking.
Swish, swish, swish—
All eyes were drawn to the backpack's shoulder strap.
They clearly saw that Da Xiong's name was indeed embroidered on the strap with white thread!
Overwhelmed by the sudden influx of information, everyone froze in place, momentarily stunned.
They didn't know whether to be shocked by Zhang Shaohua stealing the flag, or by the fact that the burly Da Xiong was skilled in needlework...
Zhang Shaohua instinctively wanted to cover the name on the strap.
But it was too late!
Everyone had already seen it.
While everyone was still in a daze, Zhang Shaohua gritted his teeth, glared fiercely at Da Xiong, and turned to run!
There were only three hours left until noon.
As long as they hid well and weren't discovered by others.
By the end of the training, no matter how angry Da Xiong was, he wouldn't be able to do anything to him!
Thus, Zhang Shaohua prepared to make a quick getaway.
Alas.
How could Da Xiong be so easily fooled?
After pointing out the name on the shoulder strap, Da Xiong had already anticipated Zhang Shaohua's attempt to escape.
So, he moved ahead and blocked Zhang Shaohua's path.
Looking at Zhang Shaohua with a half-smile, hands clasped, he asked, "Where are you going?"
Zhang Shaohua's face turned even redder upon hearing this, and he glared at Da Xiong in embarrassment and rage, shouting, "Get out of the way! So what if I stole it?"
"It's all allowed by the rules!"
"If you can't comprehend the rules, then you can't blame me for understanding them!"
After all, this was a training exercise where the strong preyed on the weak.
Whoever was smart, whoever was strong, should get more!
Zhang Shaohua felt it was perfectly logical!
Da Xiong chuckled and immediately said, "Even in a world of survival of the fittest, there must be a bottom line! We were all supposed to rely on our own abilities, but you resort to such petty tricks!"
"In that case, I'll have to settle this with force."
After saying that, Da Xiong's massive frame took two steps towards Zhang Shaohua.
Da Xiong was already tall and imposing.
Coupled with his angry expression, Zhang Shaohua felt an overwhelming sense of pressure!
Zhang Shaohua no longer dared to provoke Da Xiong. He babbled while looking around, searching for an opportunity to escape.
There was no benefit in clashing head-on with Da Xiong here!
After all, others were present.
Now that they knew Zhang Shaohua was a flag thief, they must have found him extremely unpleasant.
If a fight were to break out later, even if Zhang Shaohua could defeat Da Xiong.
What if the others ganged up on him?
Zhang Shaohua not only had to consider himself but also the safety of the flags in his backpack!
"Enough nonsense. Either return the flag now, or I'll take it back myself!"
Da Xiong was losing patience.
He could see that Zhang Shaohua was stalling for time, looking for a chance to slip away.
But he couldn't make the first move, could he?
After all, the one who strikes first is in the wrong!
Zhang Shaohua was still contemplating his escape route, and his response to Da Xiong was perfunctory.
"I've already got it, what can you do? The rules don't forbid it!"
"You want it back? Impossible!"
Zhang Shaohua inadvertently revealed his true thoughts.
Da Xiong's eyes widened, and just as he was about to erupt in anger,
Zhang Shaohua spotted an opening nearby and bolted!
He moved so fast that even Da Xiong didn't react, let alone the others present.
"Where do you think you're going!" Da Xiong roared and chased after him.
The others were left in a state of bewildered shock.
They thought a fight was about to break out, but then Zhang Shaohua spat harsh words and immediately fled?