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"How will the numbers be divided?" Mo Shangjun asked with considerable curiosity.
"It depends on their willingness," Ya Tianxing replied indifferently.
It was a contest between two troops to see who could attract more people with greater temptations.
The conditions Ya Tianxing laid out in the open seemed fair, but they were not.
A new special forces unit could never compare with a mysterious special forces unit.
Resources, weapons and equipment, combat capabilities, the experience of predecessors...
Generally speaking, one wouldn't choose a new special forces unit that was still in the development stage.
The higher-ups probably found it challenging: On one hand, they wanted the experienced Ya Tianxing's help, and on the other hand, they had to prevent Ya Tianxing from luring away their top soldiers.
It was quite a painful predicament.
Once the hidden puzzle was unraveled, Mo Shangjun didn't find it surprising at all. Instead, she took it for granted.
