"I've been a soldier for twenty years! Nothing but exercises, exercises, and more exercises..."
Cao Zhenjiang repeated the phrase three times before pointing to a group of people in front of him with a slightly dazed expression, "Is this really the strongest enemy we have now?"
Panxin whispered, "Don't talk nonsense, at most they are a hypothetical enemy, not a real enemy. In fact, they're not even really a hypothetical enemy; they are the Air Force and Navy's hypothetical enemy."
Cao Zhenjiang sighed again and said quietly, "My grandfather fought against them."
"Hmm?"
"My grandfather lost ten toes. He could never stand up straight until the day he died, all because of the freezing cold. They sent up a reinforced company of 155 men, only 55 came back—that's exactly a third. Afterwards, another twenty died, leaving just thirty-five men who could move, including my grandfather."
