Chapter 315: When It Came to Showing Off, I Only Bowed to You

It was a little after four in the morning. The sky was pitch-black. All around, thunderous snores rolled across the camp. The air was thick with the stench of sweat and the sharp reek of unwashed feet. Zaire Linnit stood on the platform, raised his wrist to check the time, and said, "Just about time. Go blow the whistles." "Yes, sir!" A few instructors sprinted off and started blowing their whistles beside the Tiger Regiment's formation. The moment they heard the shrill blasts, Daniel Lyson...