Joe Ga asked curiously, betraying the doubts in his heart…
In his mind, elite soldiers selected from millions in the army should all be kings among soldiers. What kind of combat power could such soldiers unleash with top-quality equipment?
Solon pondered Joe Ga's question for a long time before answering, "Fighting a war depends on many things, but if we're just talking about soldiers, our guys should be a bit tougher, as long as they've seen enough blood. They're smart kids, and they can endure hardship. It's just a shame that by the time they move up, there aren't many battles left to fight.
How is it enough with just exercises and a few petty thieves?"
As he spoke, Solon looked at the strange expression on Joe Ga's face. Thinking Joe didn't believe him, he grinned and said, "I've had a chance to encounter those SEALs and SAS in the rear. I'm fifty-three, and I could take on two of them barehanded without a problem.
