The mention of God's Thorn was a sinking concern for the leader of the Sunset Legion - he immediately ordered a swift breakout to capture as many hostages as possible. He realized a fatal problem; against such an epic combat unit, exhausting all of their resources wouldn't help them escape. The only card left to play was to control the hostages.

"Non-involved personnel, evacuate this area quickly!" Balun and Darl's voices echoed, followed by continuous gunfire.

Upon hearing the order, the traders collectively retreated.

The Looters hastily drew out their guns, some even straddling off-road motorcycles, attempting to break out recklessly. There was a constant clamor... the desert tranquility instantly shattered by the 07 machine guns hanging from both sides of their vehicles.

A round sound echoed as the weapon in the hands of the Sunset leader was shot down instantly. It was Old Smoker, the top sniper, his dynamic hit rate was even higher than Mu Tou; he neutralized several key targets in a blink.

Darl grinned menacingly, "Be careful!" He tackled a woman running at the back and executed a perfect roll. As he got up, he drew his gun, venting his anger, and was immensely surprised at God's Thorn's combat professionalism. He barely kept up with the overall situation with his own abilities. But these experienced soldiers seemed to activate the memories of their cells. They could anticipate the direction of the Looter's bullets as soon as they were fired, dodging them in advance.

The medics were already performing emergency treatment on the wounded brave girl. Everyone demonstrated their high military quality through their actions - evacuating personnel, suppressing firepower, controlling areas. The combat ceased in less than 2 minutes, resulting in 502 kills, 145 wounded, excluding the 188 who lost consciousness and knelt in submission. The loot included 30 off-road motorcycles, 4 armed jeeps, and countless firearms.

The cold wilderness returned to tranquility. God's Thorn eliminated the Sunset Legion, resulting in a victorious battle record of zero deaths and five injuries. This moved everyone on the scene beyond expression. You couldn't comprehend the emotions during such a life-and-death situation. However, everyone had survived. Maybe justice was often late, but it's never absent. Darl, previously a free mercenary, had decided to continue serving as one after witnessing this battle.

People didn't even know where this troop came from, but the gratitude flooding their hearts was overwhelming. They expressed their genuine affection for the troop with tears. Some cried uncontrollably; others shed tears like rain. Nevertheless, no words could describe their gratitude for this troop that granted them a second chance at life.

They are the most admirable people in this world, using their lives to protect everyone and everything they can. Below their steadfast exterior is a gentle warmth they brought everyone. Despite the pain, they hold it in, leaving behind only a bit of warmth and an indelible code name: God's Thorn.

Half an hour later, local armed forces arrived at the scene. After a brief discussion with the commander, Feng Yi led the troop away. By dawn the next day, the excited soldiers received a collective special merit award from the Capital Military District. Their joy was beyond words...

However, as time went by, there was a somewhat sorrowful topic that everyone had to face - the so-called 'no feast last forever,' a farewell is a new reunion. While it's easier said than done, it's never easy to genuinely say goodbye. The soldiers cherished every moment they had spent together more than ever.

Feng Yi was somewhat lax in his management of daily training. As a result, the soldiers began to discipline themselves more strictly. During the last two weeks, even on weekends, every soldier was occupied. They either took part in Mecha training, went into the Gravity Room, or practiced combat. Even the lower-ranked Xia Xinru would find Feng Yi for advice from time to time.

"Instructor, is it like this?"

"Right, spread your legs for balance, aim at the center, and shoot!"

"I'm sorry; I missed again, I'm too clumsy." Even though Xia Xinru admitted her mistakes, there was no sign of repentance. Instead, her gaze towards Feng Yi became more daring. Her exquisite eyelashes and sparkling eyes curved into a crescent shape.

"Idiot, aim at the target, not me, and don't apologize to me!" Feng Yi had had enough. Recently, Xia Xinru had become more rampant. She was no match to the soft girl she once was.

The other soldiers also tried to curry favour, especially Zhang Xiaobo. Although he struggled in other areas, he was really enthusiastic about 'Air Travel.' Ever since mastering his mental power and successfully entering 'Blank Paper' status, Zhang Xiaobo's fascination with floating seemed unstoppable. To learn more from Feng Yi, He trained harder than anyone during the day and even bought gifts for Feng Yi at night. There was another time when he even brought two part-time students from the outside, but Feng Yi kicked them out.

The special training was about to end. It had been a bitter journey from being an elite soldier to an iron-blooded warrior. There was laughter, tears, hardship, and numerous obstacles. Everyone might forget the torment of surviving in the wild, but they would never forget the unity of the night around the campfire.

When the soldiers returned to the moderate climate of Mars by aircraft for one last test, the initial laughter had turned into heartrending tears of goodbye. However, every soldier had accomplished the impossible under heavier load conditions and extended periods of time compared to the early days. On average, every soldier could endure up to six times gravity, and the strongest team leader, Balun, could even endure ten times gravity for half an hour.

As an apprentice-level Red Cloak pilot, Elvis's brief gravity acceleration reached up to twelve times Normal. In terms of training, Feng Yi was really not as strict as before. Even when someone was slacking off during training, he often pretended not to notice. This was completely inconsistent with his previous demeanor as an instructor. However, only the soldiers knew that they had met the standard set by the instructor.

Once, a soldier was caught drinking during training by Kula, the assistant. The assistant was furious and wanted to execute the soldier on the spot. To maintain the instructor's authority, Feng Yi coughed to hint that drinking during training was prohibited but drinking secretly was okay. Somehow, it got passed over just like that, which drove Kula mad, and he had to be rushed into the medical room for emergency treatment.

Feng Yi's pretentious expression made the soldiers laugh and cry. One could say his authority as an instructor was gone, but the admiration and respect from the soldiers seemed engraved in their souls.

When it was time to say goodbye, for most people, a former comrade was still a comrade. After all, God's Thorn soldiers were returning to the capital, Eden. For them, Feng Yi might just be a passerby in their lives, a combat instructor. Real goodbyes meant a potential permanent separation.

Because of this emotional bond, a lot of soldiers couldn't stop crying on the day of departure. Although Feng Yi declared that he would visit God's Thorn if he had time, he couldn't deny the fact that military personnel often had to move around. No one could guarantee anything in the face of a full-scale war. Will there be a chance for them to meet again?

Everyone cried when they said goodbye. Even Zhang Xiaobo, nicknamed 'Fat Tiger,' exchanged contact information with his former enemy Klein. Perhaps they were competitors during special training, but now they were comrades, brothers. Recalling the initial days when they struggled and suffered together brings warmth to their hearts. Maybe only they could appreciate how wonderful those passionate days were.

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