When Jiang Qiuqiu got back, she shared the news with Mo Si.
The Admiral, who was in the middle of an inspection, heard his terminal chime softly. The adjutants around him all looked over. "My apologies, everyone. I forgot to put it on silent."
"It's fine, it's fine."
"The Sixth Army needs to manage the intensity of its training regimen during this time. The Federation Star System has almost entirely entered the depths of winter. And while most of our soldiers possess Beast Clan Genes, that doesn't mean they can withstand extreme cold."
"We are training them to give them a better chance of survival on the battlefield."
As he spoke, Mo Si's gaze was sharp as a blade. "But training isn't hazing. We must ensure their safety. We can't have these soldiers, who protect our planets, dying on the training grounds."
"Yes, sir!"
The commanders from the various military districts saluted.
