Chapter 315 - 220: Staying True to Our Original
Translator: 549690339
These people had seen Nora Camp’s astonishing performance in the Mars Commander Contest and firmly believed that they could perform better under her command. Even though Nora’s team had always had a high casualty rate, one after another, they still chose to join the team, knowing the risks.
This was the confidence and responsibility of a strong person, knowing where It’s most dangerous, where they were needed most, and where they would be. We’ve never been afraid of death, only afraid of dying without value.
Nora Camp even happily raised the selection criteria. After her strict selection process, less than one thousand of the two thousand applicants were left.
No wonder she was so confident last night, telling Harrison Clark that she would be fully staffed within a month and combat-ready in three months.
But the situation took a sharp turn today. The large conference room was filled with less than five hundred people, most of whom were either over one hundred and fifty years old or under fifteen years old. Only a very few were of the ideal age.
Nora felt terrible, but she could only muster a reluctant smile on her face and stood up, saying loudly, “Thank you for coming to participate in the selection. Now, please go to the field for a comprehensive quality test. Let’s go!”
“Yes!”
The basic quality of these old or young warriors was good. They saluted in unison and responded with great momentum before turning and walking away. When they were all gone, Nora sighed and clenched her fists, muttering to herself, “Too much, way too much!”
“What’s wrong?”
Harrison Clark’s voice came through the communication system.
“Last night, the captains of the other Mars Vertical Teams simultaneously started some sort of elite closed training, and now they won’t let anyone out. They’re all working together against me!”
Harrison Clark asked, “What are you going to do? Lower your standards to keep these people?”
Nora shook her head, “Although I appreciate their trust in my abilities I can’t just lower the standards. The Giant Wave Vertical Team was built as a frontline combat team, and I will definitely participate in high-risk special operations. Bringing in people who don’t meet the standards would be putting them in harm’s way.”
Harrison Clark nodded, “Then it’s troublesome.”
“Yeah.”
The situation was at a stalemate, with the other Vertical Team captains refusing to let people go, and Nora Camp had no good ideas.
She sighed again, “I can’t just go and steal people, can I?”
Harrison thought for a moment and changed the subject, “How is my Special Operations Team training going?”
Nora Camp: “It’s going really well. Although we have been sharing our experience and updating our courses with the other Vertical Teams without any reservation, Oliver Yeoman and Daniel Thompson are your direct students and can receive your firsthand guidance. The new courses we release are first used internally by our 250 Eagle Strike Warriors before being tested for reliability and shared publicly only after ensuring there are no issues.” “So, our progress has always been faster than others, and everyone has been working hard to improve quickly. In my personal judgment, the 270 original Eagle Strike Warriors of the Giant Wave Vertical Team, excluding you, have already become the strongest Mars special operations squadron. What’s up?” Harrison Clark’s eyes lit up, “Great, the solution is right here.”
As expected, Nora Camp immediately understood and exclaimed, “Right!”
Half an hour later, Daniel Thompson and 270 Eagle Strike Warriors appeared outside the gate of the Caesar Vertical Team Base, the nearest frontline team to the Giant Wave Vertical Team Base.
“Oliver, Daniel, what are you guys doing?” asked Charles Louis, the number two person in the Caesar Vertical Team, with a grin as he blocked their way, “Did Captain Camp finally decide to disband your team? You guys are joining us? Welcome, welcome!”
“No!” Daniel denied firmly, “We are…”
His face turned a bit red.
But considering his responsibility and remembering Harrison Clark’s once said, “Don’t bow your head or your crown will fall,” he held strong.
Daniel gritted his teeth and said loudly, “We’ve heard that you guys are having some sort of closed training. As it happens, I’ve also been training my students intensively recently, constantly summarizing experiences and lessons. This is to continuously update the training courses.”
Charles began to have a hunch about their intentions, and his face slowly became tense, “Is it the course you updated twice yesterday?”
Yes, the Tiger-style Course I sent to you guys yesterday!” Daniel, with his hands on his hips and full of pride, said, “That’s my hard work. It was originally the foundation I used to train Harrison Clark, my ultimate weapon. And now I want to popularize it. In order to satisfy you weaklings, I have to rack my brains like this.”
Charles immediately saluted solemnly, “On behalf of the Caesar Vertical Team and all of humanity, I thank you. Instructor Daniel, your name will be remembered by history!”
Daniel waved his hand, “You don’t need to thank me, I’m just doing my duty. But instead of training behind closed doors, it’s more effective to train together m the open. We need to be challenged and need more intense competition. Now, we need your help!”
Charles’s face became bitter again.
During this morning’s closed training session, they had indeed been sincerely experiencing the power of the Tiger-style Course.
And it was extraordinary.
Standing in front of him were nearly 300 absolute elites who had survived the extremely high casualty rate of 99.9% in the Chip Attack battle.
It wasn’t that Charles underestimated himself, but he clearly knew that he couldn’t find 270 elite soldiers in the Caesar Vertical Team who could stand up against Daniel Thompson and his team.
He hesitated, “This…”
“Charles! Send 600 people to fight a real battle with us! Yes, 600, not 300! What we’re doing is to improve the overall combat power of humanity. If the Caesar Vertical Team still has some courage and remembers the oath they took when they became soldiers, contribute your strength!”
Daniel’s mention of “oath” referred to the 25-word sentence.
“When I wear the Battle Armor, I will fight with all my strength for the survival of mankind, even if I am scattered into dust!”
Ever since Hawk Armor became the main weapon for humanity, this oath had been passed down for a hundred years and was well-known to all.
Charles was upset but didn’t know what to do.
Sending 300 people, they would certainly lose.
But as Daniel said, sending 600 people, even winning would be embarrassing, and losing would be even more humiliating.
Neither choice was right.
Just then, a calm voice came from behind Charles.
“Alright, let’s do it!”
Gaius Julius had arrived.
Daniel Thompson nodded with an indomitable air.
But Harrison Clark’s voice rang in his private communication.
You did great, Lion! That’s exactly the spirit! Your acting skills are passable, too. Believe in yourself.”
Daniel secretly rolled his eyes, feeling terrible.
Besides being an elite warrior, I have to be an instructor, and now I have to be an actor!
This is tough.
Well, I remember the oath, too.
In the face of a greater cause, I have to learn to let go of the little things. If I’m not even afraid of being scattered into dust, what do I need a face for?