Chapter 225: Cossack's
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After hearing what Kalio had said, a small commotion broke out among the soldiers. After all, they were not idiots. The word “survive” in Callio’s words told them that they were not going to a sightseeing spot, but to a battlefield where one almost died.
In Rankin’s squad, a soldier named Brun raised his hand.
“What’s wrong with you, soldier?” Callio asked lazily, looking at him.
Brun saluted and said, “Reporting, sir. I’ve seen the information about the new barracks. Isn’t the graduation exam a simulated combat between the new recruits, Lao Li? ”
“Looks like you did a lot of homework, soldier.” Callio’s old face broke into a rare smile.
He stood straight and shouted, “Thank you, sir, I…”
He had only said half of the sentence when Callio suddenly disappeared from his sight. Then Brun felt the pressure in his stomach and looked down to see the image of Calo’s shoulder hitting his stomach.
Soon after, a sharp pain came. As if hit by an armored chariot at full speed, Brun was sent flying with a scream before crashing heavily onto the drill grounds ten meters away. When he fell to the ground, Brun was foaming at the mouth and twitching. A large portion of the Nightmare Tactics Armor on his abdomen disintegrated soundlessly. No one knew how Caario had used his blunt force to cause the sharp objects to tear the Tactics Armor apart.