Chapter 987
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Chapter 987 New Candidate
“Excuse me, where is Captain Lin?” Upon seeing the cloaks of Baili Pangpang and others, the person recognized them as members of [Nightfall] team and asked immediately.
“You’re looking for Qiye? What’s the matter?”
“Oh, I’m here on behalf of Commander Zuo to deliver this Star Sea Medal to Captain Lin.” The person couldn’t help but exclaim, “I heard Captain Lin fought against deities in Takamagahara and achieved great merit. I’ve admired him for a long time.”
The air fell into dead silence.
Fang Mo’s smile froze on her face, and even Lu Baoyou, who was quietly peeling her fingers, shuddered and accidentally cut her finger.
The new recruits’ jaws dropped in shock…
“Oh, I see.” Baili Pangpang said with a smile, pointing in Lin Qiye’s direction, “He’s over there.”
“Thank you.”
The person’s figure flickered and disappeared from the spot.
The next moment, the entire training ground erupted in chaos!
…
Lin Qiye received the Star Sea Medal from the Nightwatcher’s hand.
This was Lin Qiye’s first personal Star Sea Medal. The previous two were team medals representing the achievements of the entire [Nightfall]. He carefully examined the personal medal and found that except for his name engraved on the back, there seemed to be no other differences.
“A personal Star Sea Medal?” Yuan Gang approached with the other instructors, smiling, “I haven’t seen one of these in many years… Seems you’ve accomplished something extraordinary on this mission?”
“Just got lucky.” Lin Qiye put away the medal, smiled, and casually brushed past the question.
Yuan Gang didn’t press further and turned his attention to the wooden box on Lin Qiye’s back, asking curiously, “Hmm? When did you start carrying a black box?”
“There’s a sword that’s difficult to store, so I’m keeping it in the box for now.”
Inside the black box on Lin Qiye’s back was the divine weapon Kusanagi sword, stolen from Takamagahara.
Due to its “can cut through anything” property, it couldn’t be stored in any scabbard. Lin Qiye could only store it in the black box, using metal to secure the sword’s handle to ensure the blade wouldn’t touch the box or any other items.
“This morning, we received orders from Commander Zuo requiring the new recruits to graduate within ten days,” Yuan Gang looked at Lin Qiye, “What do you think?”
Moving to the main topic, Lin Qiye’s expression turned serious.
“Ten days isn’t enough time to either enhance physical fitness or improve their levels, so I want to approach this from a different angle.” Lin Qiye paused, “Actually, on our way here, we already briefly discussed a plan…”
Lin Qiye briefly explained the team’s plan to the instructors, who exchanged glances with each other.
“This… would be a first in the training camp’s history.” Yuan Gang pondered, “But under special circumstances, it might actually have remarkable results.”
“You think it’s feasible?”
“Yes.” Yuan Gang nodded, “When do you plan to take them?”
“We’ve roughly calculated that this training exercise will only take about seven days in total. Before that, I’d like to give them a break.” Lin Qiye said seriously.
“A break?” Yuan Gang was surprised.
“This training plan will be very demanding, and they’ve already gone through four months of high-intensity training. Being constantly under high pressure will actually have negative effects.
Besides, isn’t it almost New Year? Let them rest properly first, and after the New Year, we’ll set out.”
Yuan Gang thought for a moment, looked at the excited new recruits in the distance, and sighed deeply.
“That’s fine. After all, once the war begins, no one knows what their fate will be… Perhaps they won’t be able to rest for a very long time in the future.”
After speaking, Yuan Gang seemed to think of something and frowned in contemplation.
“What’s wrong, Instructor Yuan?”
“I just thought of something.” Yuan Gang spoke with an odd expression, “If we give them these three days off… the timing might be rather unfortunate.”
Lin Qiye was puzzled, “Why?”
Yuan Gang raised his head, looking in a certain direction with a complicated expression.
“Recently, Beijing… is about to see some changes.”
…
Beijing.
Squad 006 headquarters.
Shao Pingge stood by the window, looking at the bare tree branches in the courtyard outside, and let out a long sigh.
He held his phone to his ear and slowly spoke: “So, the war is really coming?”
“Yes.” Zuo Qing’s voice came from the other end of the phone, “We only have ten days left. Within ten days, you must handle the situation in Beijing, preferably within these two days.
Beijing is the heart of Da Xia and the location of the Nightwatcher headquarters. You must handle this matter carefully, there can be no mistakes.”
“…I understand.”
Shao Pingge closed his eyes helplessly.
“I know you have a laid-back personality and don’t like fighting and killing, but since war has come to us, we have no choice.” Zuo Qing added, “The front lines cannot be without you, Shao Pingge.”
“Don’t worry, I know what’s important.” Shao Pingge shrugged, “Have you found the new candidate?”
“Yes, I’ll fax you his information shortly.”
“Is he reliable?”
“Very reliable. He’s that person’s proxy, and whether in terms of strength, character, or divine void, he’s the most suitable.” Zuo Qing said with certainty, “I’ve already issued his transfer orders. He’ll arrive in Beijing by tonight at the latest.”
“Alright.”
After that, Shao Pingge hung up the phone.
His gaze through the window fell on the training ground behind the courtyard, where several Squad 006 members were sparring, laughing and cursing.
Shao Pingge stood still like a statue.
A few minutes later, the fax machine beeped.
Soon, a document appeared on Shao Pingge’s desk.
He turned around, walked to his desk, picked up the document, and began reading it carefully.
“Former captain of Squad 332 in Anta County, Chen Han…” he muttered.
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Anta County.
A dilapidated two-story building stood lonely in front of the desolate forest. The red walls had largely faded, and a yellowed sign hung on the right side of the entrance.
—Anta County Forest Protection Bureau.
White snow fell from the gray sky. In this northern city of Da Xia, the temperature had dropped to below minus twenty degrees.
On the uneven ground in front of the low building, covered in frost, a young man wearing an old military coat sat quietly on the stone steps. He had a rolled cigarette in his mouth, with wisps of smoke rising from the burning end.
He took a deep drag and slowly exhaled… In the hazy mist, his eyes flickered with a dark gleam, and his entire demeanor suddenly became profound.
