Saluk was so angry that it felt like there was a ball of fire in his chest. It burned until his eyes were red and bloodshot.

"They must have done it on purpose! They must have done it on purpose!"

"We can't let them off like this. Saluk, we can't let them off so easily!"

"They could've overtook us, but they only maintained a ten-minute distance. Are they warning us, Saluk?"

"Damn it, they're not warning us; they're humiliating us!"

The SFS border defense soldiers were so angry that they clenched their fists tightly. They wanted to rush over and fight to vent their anger.

They stared at the Chinese soldiers who were carrying the rubber dinghy to the shore. Their faces were filled with anger.

Saluk pulled a comrade who had already taken a step forward. Suppressing his anger, he said in a low voice, "Calm down. Whether it's intentional or not, only we know about this. The other countries don't.

The Chinese team was always ten minutes behind them, and they felt that the Chinese team was pulling the time too close. They must have deliberately maintained a ten minutes difference… How could they use this reason to look for trouble with the Chinese team?

Only an idiot would do such a thing.

"They deliberately maintained a difference of ten minutes. They must be trying to embarrass us. Alright, my comrades, quiet down. Let's quiet down. It's just a warm-up match. The real show will only start tomorrow at five. Calm down. We can't fall into the trap of the Chinese soldiers."

Saluk clapped his hands, indicating for his team members to stop paying attention to the Chinese soldiers. The more they looked over, the angrier they would get. It would affect their judgment and affect the subsequent competition.

"All of you, go back and start setting up the tent. Study tomorrow's route and tactics!" After calming down, Saluk stopped fussing over the ten minutes. Instead, he immediately adjusted his mentality and prepared for the next combat.

The first three Western special forces teams that arrived had already laid down their wooden stakes and occupied advantageous positions for camping. They started to set up their tents.

It was 5 pm in the afternoon in China. In Estonia, which was five hours earlier, it was 12 pm. It was the hottest time of the day when the sun was high.

No matter how hot it was, it couldn't dry the wet clothes on their bodies immediately. When they went ashore, the wind from the lake blew past them, causing the male soldiers to shiver and have goosebumps.

"Pull the tent with them. Leave the pile-up to the three of us." G3 gestured for Ye Jian to pass the multi-purpose shovel to him. He let Ye Jian complete the easier work.

After all, she was a female soldier. The male soldiers still had to take care of her.

Ye Jian passed the shovel over and stomped on her military boots that were filled with water. She smiled and said, "I have to pour the water out of my boots first. They're filled with water. Every step I take, water will spurt out of the lace-up holes."

"Hurry up and go. The grass is dry. Just wear a pair of clean socks and put your military boots under the sun." G3 lowered his head and looked at her military boots that were still tied up properly. He couldn't help but raise his feet. There was a hint of a deep smile in his gravel voice. "The first thing you need to do when resting is to take off your shoes and take a breather."

He was barefooted. Ye Jian saw that the bottom of his feet was white and wrinkled.

It was the same when she took off her military boots. There were wrinkles on the bottom of her feet and the tips of her toes.

"Let's get some air before we put our socks back on."

Xia Jinyuan's deep voice came from behind. Ye Jian, who was about to put on her socks, turned her head and smiled. "You're all barefooted, but I'm not used to being barefooted."

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