The instructor of the Infernal Training Camp, Lin Lei, surveyed the pitiful lambs like a predator, speaking cruel truths with a mocking tone.
His words were like a giant stone thrown into a calm lake, causing an uproar and disturbance.
"Instructor! What do you mean by 'losing the identity of a new recruit'?"
Someone bravely asked the question.
"You came here as volunteer soldiers for the Great Expansion Movement, but the battlefield does not need cannon fodder sent to die."
Lin Lei stood with arms crossed, his sturdy muscles bulging beneath his camouflage uniform, exuding a sense of explosive power.
"Those who cannot pass the training camp's assessment will not be sent to the battlefield on missions.
But the material supplies of White Poplar Barrier City are limited, and priority is given to frontline warriors."
Lin Lei walked through the ranks, as robust as a giant bear living in the extreme cold regions.
