Reborn at Boot Camp: General, Don't Mess Around!



"What do they want? I can't guess what they're thinking at all." The referee spoke to the military officials beside him. He wasn't the only one waiting outside the blockade line. There were also several military officials waiting.

"I can't see through them either. Maybe they're a little flustered? Is that why they're running around?" a military official replied with uncertainty.

"That's possible. The soldiers participating in the competition for the first time would naturally be a little flustered. It should be the same for these Chinese soldiers."

"They don't have much time left. In order to avoid our defense soldiers, they delayed reaching the control station. Oh my god, this is a mistake. The Chinese soldiers will have ten points deducted."

Under normal circumstances, if they were surrounded by imaginary enemies and had nowhere to escape in a situation where they didn't have much time, the best way was to surrender obediently and take out a penalty slip so that they could at least ensure that they reached the control station on time.

The officers of the observation team couldn't help but shake their heads regretfully.

"A failed strategy will have the worst consequences for them. They shouldn't have done this."

"There's not much time left. The participants from four countries have already completed their shooting and are continuing with the next ten kilometers. The Chinese soldiers will also have to continue for another ten kilometers. I already have a feeling that their points will be deducted again after this."

"If that's the case, they'll be at the bottom of the first round. It's almost impossible for them to make up for the lost points in the following matches."

Until now, no country's participants had been able to turn the tables once they landed at the bottom.

Even General Karlisle, who had high hopes for the Chinese soldiers, couldn't help but clench his fists.

His country's relationship with China had gotten closer in the past two years. The two countries had the same goal. In addition, the two countries had always had a good relationship. In the Battle of Chechnya in 1990, China had given its support, so the relationship between the two countries was stable. He hoped that China would achieve a good result for their first time participating in the competition.

But now… General Karlisle looked at the time… It was very tight. If the Chinese soldiers didn't act now, they might really delay their arrival at the control station.

Although General Karlisle was worried, he didn't think of reminding the Chinese. This was a competition where there were winners and losers. Even if the two countries were on friendly terms, he couldn't remind the Chinese soldiers who were competing with his country.

Friendships were friendships; competitions were competitions. If one lost, one had to admit it.

However, he didn't know that the commander of the Chinese team, Xia Jinyuan, was lying under a rock with a pen and a notebook in his hand. He was writing furiously.

He was here to learn. Now that he saw the strengths of his country, he had to remember them!

"I've already seen the referee. How long will it take for you to rush out?" Li Jinnian, who had rushed out of the blockade and was hiding behind a rock, asked the two team members who had yet to come out. "There's no need to play cat and mouse for too long. There's not much time."

"Soon. Give us a chance to catch our breath." Big Shark leaned against the rock and panted heavily as he replied, "Demon King, we have to change our positions when we attack from the front. 35 kilograms of equipment can really crush one to death when you have to run and jump."

Xia Jinyuan waited for him to finish before saying, "Big Shark fell and hit his chin. He needs to stop the bleeding first. I'm writing something. There's enough time. I'll be sure to take note."

Both of them heard each other speaking. Li Jinnian looked up and pursed his lips. "Okay, you're not far from us. I can hear you."