"Stop!" Wang Ye's voice was low and commanding as he held his gun, aiming it at the approaching figure.
"No, I don't have any paper. Brother, do you have some? Give me two…"
The person continued to advance, but in the next moment, after uttering those words, he suddenly exploded into action, lunging at Wang Ye.
In reality, the experienced soldier was cursing internally.
What on earth? Why was this new recruit so alert?
Logically, most people would be incredibly drowsy at this time. Fatigue would slow down their brains, and new recruits who hadn't faced such situations before would likely be even less vigilant.
However, Wang Ye's level of alertness caught him off guard.
Thankfully, the situation wasn't dire; the person was less than three meters away from Wang Ye.
Close enough to strike.
From this range, he believed he could swiftly incapacitate this new recruit and prevent any further commotion.
