Qin Guang was taken aback.
What was this charade all about? He didn't believe this was the regular training state of the White Wolf Special Combat Team.
If they always trained like this,
it would be impossible for them to become the strongest special combat team in Ningzhou. Not to mention other elite units, even the most ordinary soldiers had far more standard postures.
"Captain, what are we training today?" Just then, someone spoke up.
Qin Guang's gaze followed to the person who had spoken.
He had already memorized all the team members' information, recognizing at this moment that the man's name was He Bin, twenty-five years old.
The White Wolf Special Combat Team was different from ordinary units.
In ordinary units, soldiers within the same company are usually close in age, with at most a two or three-year gap.
But in the White Wolf Special Combat Team, the oldest Zhuo Chuan was already thirty.
