The special forces trainee stood up and quickly headed towards the exit, but after only a few steps, he sensed a killing aura—an instinctual prediction natural to a special forces trainee, and a keen detection of danger.
He swung his arm backward, aiming at the predicted spot.
However, he caught nothing!
Gu Tong took a step back almost simultaneously, holding a dagger aimed at the trainee’s chest, and said leisurely, "Officer, you lost!"
The trainee instinctively lowered his head and watched as the dagger left a trail of specially made paint on his clothes. He widened his eyes and said, "You..."
"Now, it’s officially a loss!"
Gu Tong’s flickering black eyes released a devouring gaze, and her lips carried a slight smile, as if to say the outcome of the battle was as it should be.
"You... weren’t you already surrendered..."
According to normal regulations, once surrendered, one can’t continue to attack. Gu Tong’s actions were against the rules.
"I call it a feigned surrender~"
A feigned surrender is not the same as a real surrender; they’re two different concepts.
"Is there such a thing as a feigned surrender in the Royal exercises!
The special forces trainee was about to explode with anger. For the first time, he was so unlucky to suffer a complete defeat at the New Student Camp.
If this were to spread back to the Academy, he would surely become the biggest laughingstock...
"The officer rushed and didn’t give us prisoner badges, so we’re not considered surrendered. Of course, we can feign surrender."
Gu Tong explained calmly.
The trainee had no way to deal with her. Ultimately, he was too careless, not taking the new trainees seriously, which led to the mishap. He couldn’t blame anyone else but his own carelessness and just how coincidental everything was.
However, was it really just a coincidence!
Gu Tong’s smile did not fade; instead, it grew even broader. Everything was proceeding according to her plan, without any deviation, just perfect!
"Assembly! Assembly..."
The call to gather at the Academy’s pavilion was sounded, bringing this short Royal exercise to a temporary halt.
All the new trainees sighed in relief, as if having just crossed a tribulation.
Lan Siming stood solemnly in the command center area, waiting for all the trainees to assemble, but his eyes were filled with coldness.
He had seen all the combat scenarios just now through the monitors, and both the assessment of the new trainees and the review of the veteran trainees were far from satisfactory.
"Report, Officer, assembly completed!"
The captains of both the new and old trainees reported in unison.
Lan Siming glanced at them, coldly observing the injuries on their bodies, and said, "Do you even have a bit of what it takes to be trainees? The new trainees camp huddled in the tents like turtles, and the veteran trainees relied on their practical experience but took it too lightly, didn’t they? If this were a real battlefield, you would have died a hundred times over by now, do you know that!"
All the anger found a vent at this moment. Marching and fighting are no joking matter, how can one relax their vigilance over trivial matters.
There is no second chance on a real battlefield.
The veteran trainees lowered their heads in shame, fully comprehending what Lan Siming’s reprimand meant. It was indeed their fault...
"Officer...I don’t accept this. Our New Student Camp started off hiding in the tents, but later we came out to meet the enemy, and several officers were injured... As far as I know, no new trainees have ever caused a veteran to get injured before. Shouldn’t we be praised for this?"
An ignorant new trainee stood up, daring to question Lan Siming at this moment, clearly unaware of the gravity of what they were doing.