"What sort of place is the National Military University of China? It's an institution of learning for serious and disciplined soldiers!"
"Everyone who comes here needs to show they are worthy of their place here. It was only a fifty-meters target, and you dare say your results were outstanding?"
Qin Huai's lips were arched sarcastically. When he saw Gu Qingjiu's head slightly lowered, he said sternly again, "Raise your head! What happened to adhering to the rules? What in the world did you learn during your six months' training in the troops?"
Brutal…
His words were too brutal…
Those students who were waiting to watch a good show couldn't help thinking to themselves.
Some of these students came from local institutions of learning and got in through tests, whereas some were selected from the troops.
But they hadn't practiced a fifty-meter target for that long either. After all, they were only freshmen.