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Chapter 3258

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Soldier # 1 did not say anything else, because the captain they feared and respected had arrived.

Xia Jinyuan and Pigeon walked over together. Pigeon was holding a folder in his hand, and they could vaguely see a thick stack of papers in the folder.

Seeing this, the hearts of the thirty recruits inexplicably thumped. Their intuition told them that … the captain they were meeting for the fourth time would come with a fierce aura.

The squad leader repeated the command, then trotted in front of Xia Jinyuan, saluted and said loudly, "The recruits have lined up, please give your instructions!"

Xia Jinyuan returned the salute with an indifferent expression, and the squad leader trotted back to the formation with his arms crossed.

Dressed neatly, he stood at the front and did not look at Ye Chien from beginning to end.

It was still 3: 04 in the morning, the time when the temperature was at its lowest and when everyone was asleep. In the depths of a primeval forest in the north, a group of young soldiers in military uniforms stood in the snow and began their new day.

Xia Jinyuan held the light on his helmet, lowered his head, and looked at the training topics of the thirty recruits since the beginning of winter, as well as the daily assessments of each recruit.

The results were not very good, but they did not disappoint him either.

After all, they were all elite soldiers selected from various military regions. If they were bad, they would not have been selected to enter the Snowfield Brigade and walk into this secret base that no one knew about.

Xia Jinyuan did not have much of an expression as he flipped through the daily assessment forms, but the thirty recruits standing in front of him only felt a chill run down their backs.

Even though their captain did not have any expression on his face, the sharp aura of a soldier could be felt. He did not even need to deliberately release it. Flipping a page of their assessment form, they could hear the paper rustling in the wind. Their hearts also trembled slightly along with the paper that was fluttering in the cold wind.

"Everyone's daily training from the first day of joining the team, and the daily assessments every week are all written here … The few who performed well are listed at the end."

Pigeon, who was in charge of the overall training of the recruits, stood beside Xia Jinyuan and whispered. Occasionally, he would raise his head, and the light on his helmet would sweep across the recruits' heads and faces.

As soon as he raised his head, the recruits standing in front of him saw the coldness in his eyes and his cold smile. "Those who are bad, those who are good, those who made mistakes will all be recorded. Not a single one escaped."

The recruits stepped on the snow and faced the cold wind. Although their backs were ramrod straight and their faces were expressionless, there was a giant beast roaring in the depths of their hearts.

What was a daily record?

What was the weekly assessment?!

How could there be such a thing?!

Why didn't they know about it? Why didn't anyone tell them about it?

"Reporting!"

One of the recruits couldn't stand the silence of this invisible pressure. He stepped forward bravely and immediately won the "friendly" and "caring" gazes of countless comrades.

Their team was never short of brothers from the assault team or the suicide squad.

There would always be brothers who would step forward and sacrifice themselves for the sake of their brothers.

Brother, take care of yourself!

As long as you 'survive', we are still good brothers!

At this time, the recruits didn't realize that the camaraderie and tacit understanding between them was getting stronger and stronger. Sometimes, when a comrade next to them said a sentence, they would know what the other person meant before the second half of the sentence could even be said.

They also didn't notice that the way they interacted with each other was becoming more and more like the veterans of the Snowfield Brigade. They could mock each other, but they could also care for each other.

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