Chapter 1667
Chapter 1667: Does It Not Matter What Happens to Me? (Part 5)
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"On to business," Joshua Bailey continued, bringing the loudspeaker to his mouth, "Your physical training, basic training, basically ends here. Starting today, you’ll need to flexibly apply everything you’ve learned during this time. The usual rules: no time limit, finish early and you rest early, finish late... then you’ll face point deductions."
With that, Joshua Bailey took out the training projects he had in hand.
A whole page of projects, dense.
Those standing at the back couldn’t see clearly, but those at the front merely cast a glance and their eyes widened instantly.
So intense!
Without much further ado, Joshua Bailey roughly read through the training plan.
In the morning, parachuting, diving, swimming, underwater combat, additionally with extremely harsh physical subjects. In the afternoon, learning to use various firearms and ammunition, which they had previously learned in class, this time there’ll be live firing practice. Besides that, there’s also tank driving operations.
According to Joshua Bailey’s comments, during March, they need to learn the operations of various guns, weapons, planes, submarines, and armored tanks.
Mastery over sea, land, and air!
This is the true three-dimensional combat!
And what they’re learning now is just the beginning.
Joshua Bailey didn’t bother with much small talk, nor did he use words to inspire their ambition, because just the existence of these projects was enough to make them realize they’re truly stepping into a realm belonging to the strong!
On the first day of March, they saw too many dazzling things.
Various professional teachings, professors from the operational fields, the kind of heights they can only look up to at their level.
Sea, land, and air forces, each playing to their strengths, while also overcoming their weaknesses.
Among them, the ones finding it most relaxing were the Frogmen who had already undergone both sea and land training, only needing to focus on the Air Force subjects.
By the end of the day, everyone was basically exhausted.
Evening, half past six.
Flossie Wright finished all subjects and, together with several other Frogmen, dragged her tired body out of the Training Ground.
Two voices came simultaneously from different directions.
Flossie Wright rested her elbow on Belinda Nichols’ shoulder, then straightened her body and glanced toward the two sources of the voices.
Both were familiar faces.
One was Sophie Fitch, the other—
Uh, Janice Wood.
One was wearing an army uniform, valiant and heroic, the other in a white nurse outfit, quiet and pretty.
The two walked straight toward her.
Flossie Wright raised her eyebrows.
Once they reached her, Sophie Fitch and Janice Wood exchanged glances, smiled at each other, nodding as a greeting.
Flossie Wright raised her hand and tossed the keys to Sophie Fitch.
Sophie Fitch hurriedly caught the keys in mid-air.
"The notebook is at the canteen; go retrieve it with the keys."
Sophie Fitch nodded immediately.
Yet, she couldn’t help but carefully scrutinize Flossie Wright.
The first time seeing Flossie Wright look so disheveled.
Training often involves rolling on the ground, flipping in the water, and being covered in dirt is inevitable, but previously, after training, Flossie Wright could still maintain her composure, showing no signs of messiness.
The Flossie Wright before her somehow showed a trace of exhaustion.
She seemed truly worn out.
Her clothes were dirty, her exposed arm bore scratches and bruises, her hair soaked in sweat, hat worn slightly askew, a bit capricious, undoubted flair amid weariness.
Meanwhile, Belinda Nichols, by her side, also didn’t look much better.
"Hey, aren’t you going to the canteen? How about if I bring you some food?"
After thinking it over, Sophie Fitch suggested.
"No need," Flossie Wright waved her hand, glanced at Rowdy Brightwill and Sandy Cruz who had already left, and explained, "Someone will bring it."
"That’s good."
Sophie Fitch breathed a sigh of relief.
After pausing, Sophie Fitch tilted her head slightly, casting a few glances at Janice Wood, her eyes twinkling a bit before she smiled at Flossie Wright, "I’ll be off then, you all rest well."
𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶
Saying that, Sophie Fitch waved to Flossie Wright before turning and jogging away.
Janice Wood walked a few steps closer.
Before she could approach further, a dark figure flashed in front, directly blocking her path.
Janice Wood stopped again.
— End of Chapter 1667 —