"Isn't this a standard mission assignment? Why the long face?" Ning Xuan guessed the new recruits had already heard from various sources that they would face dangers far greater than usual during a thunderstorm.
"Everyone's saying a huge thunderstorm is on its way. If we're stationed outside then, we could easily get killed," the squad leader said, his face filled with apprehension.
"They're saying the base recruits new soldiers every year because so many die. Some are even saying Lieutenant Huo got himself injured at this exact moment just to dodge the storm," the squad leader said, his head hung in despair.
As Ning Xuan listened to the squad leader, a grim smile touched her lips. Her sharp gaze swept over his anxious face.
"What, afraid of dying?" Her voice was quiet, but it sent a shiver down the squad leader's spine. "No, I'm not."
