Moreover...
"Hey, Old Li, how come you're out here picking up people again?"
A man beside him teased, and the few others with him nodded in agreement.
For them, it was a lost opportunity if a good soldier was assigned to Old Li's border station. In their hands, there was at least still a chance to enter the special forces camp, but once assigned to the border, they were left with no choices, not even sure whether their lives were their own.
...
"What are you even saying!" Old Li frowned fiercely, defending his border station. What did they mean by 'such a pity'? Was their border station really that bad? After all, hadn't he spent so many years there—wasn't that also considered 'such a pity'?
They really had no sense at all.
