"Stand up, waste sprawled all over the ground, what are you all in pursuit of? Money, position, fame, honor, or trivial bubbles?" The knife-like gaze swept over each soldier present... Feng Yi's eyes were like lighting, "For the pursuit of your desired goals, you come here, is your awakening in your heart only to this extent."

"Report to the instructor, we are humans, not waste. As humans, we need rest." The female warrior struggled to stand up from the ground and retorted.

"Well said, you are humans, but you are also warriors, representing the highest-armed force of this kingdom. Isn't that right?"

No one answered, the God's Thorn warriors were evidently silent about Feng Yi's statement.

"But in my eyes you are nothing, on the frontline battlefield, soldiers for the sake of honor can throw away their lives fearlessly. They are just an ordinary field organization, those people have not enjoyed the supreme honor like you. They exert their last strength on the Roland Battlefield to save the lives of countless comrades in the prisoner-of-war camp, and for their own part, they die from excessive blood loss on the way home. Compared to those brave soldiers, what are you?"

Feng Yi's reproach at this moment has become a roar, "In order to carry a child into the air-raid shelter, a soldier dragged his scarred body and ran for several kilometers, but he himself fell in a pool of blood due to physical exhaustion. Compare your persistence with theirs, what are you!? In the process of dealing with the enemy, they did not have sufficient supplies, let alone the training environment like you, yet they had to drive Mecha for thousands of kilometers every day, not hesitating to pay the price of their lives over and over again to complete the mission, to defend our motherland-look at you, you even complain about a single combat mission. Compared to those true warriors, what are you!? Answer me! Why are you silent? Where is your pride?"

The speech made many soldiers feel ashamed and lower their heads... Just then, Feng Yi's voice once again became calm: "From my observation these few days, your realization is nothing more than that. You call yourself the elite of God's Thorn, don't make me laugh, looks at your embarrassing state, you all are nothing but talkers-facing the mission, a true warrior dares to challenge the responsibility he should shoulder, and carry everything he can bear, instead of always hanging the so-called honor in your mouth-to your performance, I am very disappointed."

The conversation lasted for three minutes. Feng Yi's powerful words seemed to tighten a nerve in the bottom of the soldiers' hearts. He turned and left, without giving everyone another glance...

The boss! Watching Feng Yi's leaving figure, Zhang Xiaobo was silent for a moment... then he gripped his fists tightly.

Standing in a daze, Balun didn't know what to say at this moment. Maybe he was always pursuing to become stronger, becoming stronger continuously, but it seemed that he drifted away on this road from his indescribable original intention, yes, that's it, the soul, it is the soul! A real warrior's soul, just like his favorite Revenge Shadow Rider, no matter who the opponent is, and regardless of how high-energy the opponent's chosen model is, the 0001 he rides has always remained unchanged, isn't this everything that the Shadow Rider insists on?

And the boss, he has been traveling on the road he chose, unwavering in wind and rain, from Big Macs to Lino Star Frontline, then to Maraca and even the Roland Battlefield, always remembering the heavy duty he bears. Now, he has established prominent battle achievements as a special commander of the federation-look at himself now, what is he doing? Why came to the military camp, and why is he always pursuing to be stronger? Is it because the war burned his home in Big Macs, broke his once warm family, and made him homeless, this pain, this memory stained with blood, is he going to forget it too!?

Suddenly, there was clarity in Balun's eyes, Boss, thank you! From now on, he will not lose his heart for anyone or anything, he will face the duties of the captain.

Icebird, like an iceberg, the corners of her mouth have a hint of a rare smile, she is an ordinary girl, graduated from the Golden Sword Academy, today, she finally felt that intense desire in the God's Thorn Corps, this is the place she has always been longing for in God's Thorn.

Klein did not further state, at this time, she has taken the lead in responding by action, but certainly not the first, because before Klein started to move, there were countless fallen God's Thorn warriors getting up and swinging their fists and feet, continually attacking their opponents.

Damn, the God's Thorn warriors are not cowards who cannot be looked down upon by the instructor. If the God's Thorn warriors dare to rank themselves second, then there is no unit that would dare to rank first. A strong flame began to rise in each warrior's heart...

The so-called military fist and ancient martial arts are all excuses. The real combat sublimation is from the pain passed out by the body's nerves and gradually accompanies the natural reflex of practice.

Looking at the opponent who had fallen before him, a God's Thorn soldier yelled with red eyes, "Stand up, any wimp who still dares to fight me."

"Go to hell, I haven't surrendered. You'll never bring me down in this lifetime!" The fallen soldier grunted as he stretched his body, albeit very slowly. However, he has neither given up nor could he capitulate. Seeing his brothers at the frontline fighting for their lives, how could he, being a God's Thorn soldier, have the guts to fall into self-indulgence?

Simultaneously, identical situations were happening in several other areas. Even two female soldiers who typically pride themselves on their beauty were recklessly fighting one on one. "Dare hit my face and tonight, I'll make sure you can't get out of bed."

Even the surrounding staff officers tacitly clenched their fists until they bruised. They felt their blood boiling, experiencing a kind of power, an inextinguishable flame, which only appeared during the era of General Greedy Wolf.

The dinner bell rang, but the soldiers unexpectedly continued their extreme fighting. This was a devil-level special training, much harsher than those for special forces, and Feng Yi had never shown his face. In the end, it was Kura, who always played the bad cop, grinned and ordered the soldiers to return to the dining room for dinner - she was very happy today.

Things were just as Feng Yi had predicted. Even though the weakest team, Balun's, had already returned to the dining hall, despite Kura's orders, not a single soldier took a bite.

Indeed, following orders was their responsibility. Still, Feng Yi was the head of the special training base, so the soldiers obeyed Kura's order to enter the dining hall, but that doesn't mean they must eat. Whoever dared to pick up their chopsticks probably would become the sinner of the day.

As for Feng Yi, he was having a delicious meal in the dining hall. Having just rekindled their training passion, he did not want to reveal his face to the soldiers right away. Instead, he decided to eat with the cooking crew, taking the chance to observe the soldiers' reactions. After the meal, he peeked through the cracks in the windows to inspect further. Today's training really tired them out. Luckily, he had the forethought to add extra portions.

"Old squad leader, there is a big training session tomorrow. Don't forget to add more meat for the soldiers when cooking," he said, turning around and accidentally leaning on the loudspeaker on his back. This time, the whole world heard the conversation between the two.

"No problem," said the chief steward of the dining hall, patting his chest, "We might lack many things here, but not meat."

"Also, don't forget to add some extra meat for the last team leaving the dining hall."

"The last team? I don't remember you mentioning this Feng, wasn't there a rule that the last team doesn't get dinner?"

"Oh! You all are really dull. Will I really not give them food if I say so? That's just something I said for the soldiers. The ones with poorer skills should even get extra meals, or how will they fight without energy? Now go, go….." Feng Yi's worried voice echoed through the loudspeaker.

"Ok, ok, got it, adding meals now. "

"Shh! You want everyone to hear you? Lower your voice."

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