Reborn at Boot Camp: General, Don’t Mess Around!

This was the path that they were going to walk down together – fighting and killing for their country even if their hands became bloody.

“Come, come, stack our hands again. It wasn’t counted just now.” J5’s smiled and reached out his right hand. Soon, the others all stacked their hands on top of one another’s and called out to Ye Jian, “Stack the hand that holds the pistol!”

Xia Jinyuan stacked his left hand and raised his eyebrows, gesturing Ye Jian to extend her hand with his smile.

“I use both my hands.” The gorgeous face was full of life as she placed her left hand on top of Xia Jinyuan’s. “I’ll use my left hand.”

Xia Jinyuan raised his eyebrows and placed his right hand on top of her hand.

T6 glanced at Ye Jian, then looked at Xia Jinyuan’s right hand and sighed, “Childhood sweethearts, so enviable.”

“Go back and flip through some old photos during the holidays, maybe you can find yours.” J5 teased and several of them laughed. They all understood what was happening, but Ye Jian looked a little confused.

With J5 shouting “1,2,3”, the hands all sank down and lifted back up.

Every time the comrades of the Xueyu unit went for missions, they would do this to cheer each other up and do it again after returning. It symbolized unity and return.

“Get your weapons and we’ll talk in the car.” Xia Jinyuan became cold again, like a beast showing his fangs, waiting for an opportunity to strike in the dark.

Not only was he like that. The other members who laughed and talked with Ye Jian were all solemn and cold, without a smile.

Ye Jian even held her breath slightly, she could tell from their serious facial expressions that this was a very important and dangerous mission.

Everyone was equipped with an M16 automatic assault rifle. They also had four grenades, flashbangs, and smoke grenades.

When it was Ye Jian’s turn, Xia Jinyuan passed her a sniper rifle with a suppressor specially developed for the Special Forces. It was an AS sniper rifle, manufactured in the Tula Arms Plant and produced for secret military organizations and police forces. It could be disassembled and installed into an ordinary briefcase.

“The sniper position is yours.” Xia Jinyuan passed the gun to Ye Jian and helped put on her earpiece for her. He then organized her collar and smiled faintly, “This time around, you can stay in touch with us at any time.”

Holding the gun in her hand, she kept her grenades in her combat vest and smiled with confidence, “Mmm, I will definitely hold my position and not mess up!”

“Silly girl, if you’re here to make a mess, we wouldn’t have dared to let you come over.” J5 laughed. Even though she was standing by the side, there was something convincing about her. “You cannot be humble on the battlefield. You can be as ruthless as you want!”

It was a relaxed conversation, Ye Jian was smiling in her eyes.

At four in the morning, the city was quiet like a lifeless city. No one was walking on the brightly lit roads.

Because it was going to be a fast battle, there was no need for backpacks. Everyone held onto the guns and equipment. One by one, they entered the elevator linked to the basement and hopped onto a car.