The entire battle went as Mo Shangjun expected.
Finished within ten minutes.
No unexpected events occurred; the entire process went smoothly to an unbelievable degree.
Mo Shangjun and the others didn't feel anything because, for them, if this jungle combat couldn't be executed smoothly, it would be equivalent to an insult to their capabilities.
However, for the 907 trainees, who were out of sorts throughout, this sudden attack and abrupt ending severely hurt their pride. Upon realizing what had happened during the brief skirmish, they entered a state of total self-doubt.
Even when Yan Gui drove them aside, they walked over without saying a word, sat down on the ground, and began to cast doubt on their existence.
"Are they really special forces trainees?"
"Regardless of that, we lost embarrassingly in this battle."
"We underestimated the enemy; our defense methods were too singular."
"No, how did they know we were hiding people in the bushes?"
"Who knows."
