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November 17th, 4 PM.
The last day of training for this intensive session—has ended!
Mo Datong stood in front of the team, looking at their exhausted yet spirited faces, feeling a myriad of emotions, yet his stern face showed little expression.
"Stand at ease!"
After scanning around once more, he finally spoke: "The intensive training for the student squad is now officially over. Over the past forty-six days, you all have endured hardships that you haven’t faced in the last decade or two, I believe you have felt hatred, resentnt, and even wished to kill .
Yet, I firmly believe that one day, you will appreciate these harsh weeks. Choosing the path of a soldier, enduring superhuman trials is a necessary process.
The road to growth is accompanied by sweat, tears, and blood. However, soldiers should bleed and sweat without shedding tears. The tears of so of you, are far too worthless..."
"Ha..." Initially moved by Mo Datong’s words, the students couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
Mo Datong continued: "We’ve had plenty of political classes, and you all understand the grand principles, so I won’t drone on. Next, I’d like Instructor Yue to announce everyone’s final rankings."
The students imdiately stopped laughing, anxiously waiting for the final verdict, which was crucial for determining if they could stay in team A.
Yue Santie took a step forward: "Stand at ease!"
Scanning over each student, he chuckled as he saw everyone craning their necks: "Don’t worry, the list isn’t going anywhere. Relax."
Students looked at each other and soon, an unrestrained laughter erupted.
Yue Santie gestured with his hand: "Having trained for so long, today marks the end, which brings both relief and reluctance. I hope everyone continues to walk smoothly on the journey of life! Now I’ll announce the scores..."
As he unfolded the results, the students’ expressions turned serious again. No rankings had been announced for a month, although everyone kept a ntal note of their own scores, but they were unclear about others. Thus, there was both anticipation and anxiety about their own final ranking.
Without further ado, Yue Santie announced:
"First place, Zhan Hao with 127 points,
Second place, Liu Xing with 125 points,
Third place, Yan Han with 117 points,
Fourth place, Luo Ye with 116 points,
Fifth place, Yu Na with 114 points,
Sixth place, Ji Sisi with 113 points,
Seventh place, Yan Xingnong with 111 points,
Eighth place, Mo Yaoguang with 110 points,
Ninth place, Lu Jian with 98 points,
Tenth place, Wu Zetian with 97 points
Eleventh place, Jing Feng with 96 points,
Twelfth place, Li Xiaobei with 95 points,
Thirteenth place, Sang Cao with 93 points,
Fourteenth place, Wang Tianlin with 90 points,
Fifteenth place, Li Midong with 88 points,
Sixteenth place, Liang Xiaorao with 86 points."
With the scores and rankings of sixteen students announced, their expressions varied—so were indifferent as expected, so were pleasantly surprised, and others unexpectedly disheartened.
Liang Xiaorao was the first to sob, having anticipated her score, yet she struggled to accept it when faced with reality.
Xing Nong, who was next to her, comforted her by patting her, but didn’t know what to say; his own high rank making any comnt seem insincere.
"Stand at ease!" Mo Datong took over Yue Santie’s place, looking solemnly at everyone: "I thought that after more than a month of training, not only physical and skill improvent but also psychological resilience and responsibility should have progressed.
On the battlefield, crying is the most useless reaction! Even if your ranking is low, even if you are not selected for team A, you are still a soldier. As long as you are willing to make an effort, the future is still bright!
I—Mo Datong, 27 years old, rank Lieutenant Colonel, was not selected for team A back in the day, and Yue Santie, Deputy Chief Instructor, 24 years old, rank Captain, also missed the selection for team A two years ago. Do you guys think we are failures?"
"Not at all!" Personal testimony is stronger than anything else, boosting the spirits of the students once again.
"Very good!" Mo Datong nodded with satisfaction: "Everyone get a good night’s sleep tonight. Tomorrow morning, representatives from the Red Army and the Blue Army will co to take away their team mbers, and to which side you will ultimately belong will be determined by drawing lots under the supervision of both sides!"
"Sir!"
"Step out!"
Luo Ye ca forward: "Report to the Chief Instructor, since we are to part ways tomorrow, shall we hold a brief farewell party tonight?"
A touch of emotion flashed through Mo Datong’s eyes, he smiled and waved his hand: "Let it be, you all are too tired, resting well is the important thing."
"We are not tired!" The unanimous shout from the cadets slightly reddened the eyes of Mo Datong, Yue Santie, and the other instructors; fostering emotional bonds over the past month was inevitable despite their usual reluctance to show emotions.
Mo Datong quickly decided: "Then let’s hold a brief evening party, after dismissal, everyone hurry to shower, dinner will be served early at 5:30, and the party will start promptly at 6:00. Use this ti to think about what to perform, everyone must participate!"
"Yes!" The voices of the people carried a subtle excitent.
This was destined to be a night both joyful and sad, under the chilly night wind, the warm bonfire cast a dazzling glow on the youthful faces, everyone brought out their best skills, hoping to truly leave sothing morable for everyone.
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