"Not bad, as expected of the soldiers I brought out. You've made me proud again this time!"
The sun was setting in the west.
Outside the town, Wang Ye and a portion of the 4th Company were waiting for the rest of the 4th Company to gather and return to the camp together.
During the confrontation, after they separated on the first day, Ye Sanshi, who had not been seen since, got out of an armored vehicle and came to Wang Ye. He patted Wang Ye's shoulder and grinned.
This scene made Wang Ye feel like he had returned to the recruit company.
"Haha, Old Ye, what's that look on your face? He's from Class Eight!"
"That's right, that's right!"
Beside him, there were other veterans from other classes. At this moment, they were grinning at Ye Sanshi, but he was still looking left and right. Immediately, someone said something to annoy him.
