Tempestuous Speed

Everybody assembled on the training ground. Qiu Si surveyed the bunch of youngsters in front of him emotionlessly. They had indeed demonstrated their grit in taking grueling training. Their futures were bright and unlimited, but for now his role was to pile on the rigor and subject them to all kinds of mental and physical stress.

"You have all developed some familiarity with the mecha. We will now test the fruits of your training. One thousand-meter race, while defending against interference."

The terrain in front of them had been constructed full of sand pits. Within the thousand meters, snipers had been positioned on the left and right. They had to break through under the two marksmen's interference.

In Qiu Si's words, this training was a breeze. In the actual battlefield, no one would tell you that there were two snipers.