Vera Xavier let out a soft sigh, a faint smile gracing her lips. 'Whatever the reason,' she thought, 'this is actually pretty nice.'
The second day of military training ramped up in difficulty. Fortunately, the students had a week to acclimate, so even though it was getting tougher, they could grit their teeth and endure.
The principal, Lane Yancey, had been keeping a close eye on the freshmen's military training. Since Sheldon Caldwell was the chief instructor this time, the increased difficulty was well within his expectations.
But seeing the fiery intensity of the training on campus today, he felt as if he had stepped onto a real military base.
He felt from the bottom of his heart that this was what real military training should be. The Dean of Students, however, stood beside him and said worriedly, "Principal, don't you think this training is a bit too difficult? Several students have already been injured."
