Chapter 160
Chapter 160 Episode 023 Captain is Heartbroken (4)
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They carried the soaked logs through hundreds of meters of muddy swamps, where the depth of the mud was waist-high, always posing the danger of sinking. If they failed halfway through, they would have to start over.
They used real knives for their underwater combat training. The moment the blades cut through the skin, the ocean water ruthlessly poured into the wounds, painfully unbearable. But as long as they didn’t concede, they had to keep fighting, and anyone who lost had to face the punishment of swimming back without any of their gear.
These people, seemingly not caring about their lives, pushed through their intense training. Their training clothes were completely soaked with sweat, as if they had been immersed in water. The two teams were competing fiercely, unwilling to admit defeat until a clear winner emerged. And their team captains wouldn’t interfere with any of it. No matter how tough the training was for the soldiers, it was simply the norm for them. They didn’t bother to pay any attention to those who got injured during the training, unless it was clear that a soldier could no longer participate.
This group of people helped each other while also competing fiercely, each one pushing their limits.
They didn’t complain about exhaustion, taking advantage of the scant twenty-minute break to fall on the ground panting. Those with more energy gathered to joke around and rant. They discussed their performance that day, the new weapons and equipment, or any trivial matters of life...
Rowdy Brightwill, who was initially part of the chatter with his comrades, spoke a few distracted words, before shifting his attention elsewhere. He hesitated before walking over to Flossie Wright and Becca Reyes, furrowing his brows as he asked, "Why are you two here?"
"Oh, an old acquaintance?" Becca playfully glanced at Flossie. "Or an ex-lover?"
Of course, Becca was well-informed about most things. She naturally knew of a few notable figures within the Base. Though the man standing before her was just an ordinary Frogman, his epaulettes were adorned with a bar and a star, making him a Military Officer. His fame within the Base wasn’t due to his exceptional comprehensive ability or anything of that sort but his handsome face.
It was said when he first arrived, the love letters he received every month could be weighed by the kilogram. Of course, what Becca didn’t know was that Flossie had once made her fair share of contributions to those love letters.
"An acquaintance."
Flossie’s attitude was cold, drawing a clear line between their relationships.
Since she was not interested in Rowdy Brightwill, she naturally would not entrust her life to him. She despised the idea of arranged marriages. Nothing and no one could force her into it.
Rowdy Brightwill’s face slightly stiffened. The water droplets on his handsome face slid down slowly, shining brilliantly under the reflection of the sun.
"We’ll be participating in new recruit training soon, but before that we need to pass their assessment. So, Captain Hutchinson brought us over here for a lookaround," Becca replied. Knowing that he was a bit awkward, she didn’t dwell on that and returned to their original topic, speculating and explaining to him.
The moment he heard the name "Hutchinson", Rowdy Brightwill was not happy. But at least this situation had a legitimate reason. If Captain Glenn Hutchinson had any ulterior motives...
"New recruit training is actually quite straight forward, just endure and it will pass," Suddenly, Winsley Scott came around from behind Rowdy Brightwill. His face held an innocently cheerful smile, yet his eyes were filled with curiosity,"So are you two planning to join the amphibious reconnaissance team?"
"Amphibious reconnaissance team?" Upon hearing this, Becca was also somewhat puzzled, unclear about Captain Glenn Hutchinson’s intentions, and retorted playfully, "Aren’t we from the cooking class part of the amphibious reconnaissance team already?"
Winsley scratched his head, not having any room to argue.
— End of Chapter 160 —