Another two days had passed and the exercise had reached a feverish stage.
In the campsite of the Red Team, Austin Shepherd, who spent every day looking at the computer data, massaged his tired brow with a touch of amusement.
"How's the situation?"
Nathan Foster pushed aside the curtain of the tent and strode in, his question directed at Austin Shepherd.
He didn't understand this stuff anyway. He had left it all to Austin Shepherd. Even when he was eager to know the situation, all he could do was to stand by and watch.
Regardless, while he might not be responsible for much, he was still worried about those rookies. That alone was enough to keep him awake at night.
According to their plan, being able to last two days in the exercise was enough to continue in the new recruit training. However, only those who could successfully land on B Island could potentially get into their amphibious reconnaissance team. As an instructor, he naturally hoped for more excellent candidates.
