"Moving all this stuff is more tiring than training.
Brother Chang'an, you don't think we'll actually have a mission tonight, do you?"
"Hard to say."
Li Chang'an sat down, his gaze drifting out the window.
"The frequency of missions from the base has been increasing lately. Command could send us out at any moment."
After they finished moving the supplies, the Insect Hunter Squad's dorm finally quieted down.
Sun Yang flopped into a chair, propped his legs up on the edge of a table, and chewed on an Energy Bar.
"Man, today was brutal. After moving that whole pile of supplies, I feel like my bones are about to fall apart."
"What are you, a mover?"
Han Ruoxi took a bite of a peach from a can of fruit wine, her words coming out muffled.
"If this little bit of physical labor has you this exhausted, are you just going to play dead on the spot if we get a combat mission?"
"Hey, don't put it like that!"
Sun Yang rolled his eyes.
"I call this balancing work and rest.
