Although the enemy isn't strong, our side is truly "inexperienced"—this group of members temporarily drafted from domestic "Dongda" are fledglings who haven't faced battle before.
Not to mention practical combat experience, some of them probably haven't even killed a chicken themselves, in this aspect even worse than Zhou Qingfeng, who switched careers halfway.
A bunch of rookies who talk war game strategy, stuffed full of "Dragon Slaying Skills," practiced countless times, but only today have truly tasted meat, for the first time witnessing the cruelty of death and the heat of blood.
Old Xiao, hearing the burst of cheers from outside, had a smile spreading across his face. He walked into the command center cheerfully, patting each of these young people's shoulders, offering encouragement and praise.
When his gaze fell on the sweat-drenched Lin Anquan, he couldn't help but step forward and tease, "Xiao Lin, how does it feel to be on the battlefield for the first time?"
