The whistle signaling the end of the assessment instantly severed all the tension and tension in the mountains and forests.

The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky a magnificent orange-red, and the wind on the mountaintop carried a hint of coolness after a battle.

According to regulations, all trainees, whether "survived" or "killed," must assemble in the open area at the top of the mountain to await the announcement of the final results and elimination list by Chief Instructor Lei Kuan.

Su Tang, Chen Xiaocao, and Wang Xiaoya leisurely stuffed the heavy bundle of flags into a backpack before heading towards the mountaintop.

At this moment, the mountaintop has automatically been divided into two distinct worlds.

On one side were the survivors who had made it to the end. They gathered in twos and threes, and although they were all covered in bruises and dirt, and their training uniforms were so dirty that their original color was no longer visible, they could not hide their heartfelt excitement.

They talked loudly about their thrilling hunts and counter-attacks, spitting as they spoke, gesturing wildly, their voices filled with the relief of surviving a close call and pride in their achievements.

On the other side were the eliminated trainees. They sat dejectedly in the designated "death zone," their bodies marked with glaring blue paint grenades, like brands of shame.

They remained silent, only watching with envy and resentment the lucky ones cheering for victory.

Su Tang and her two companions did not join in the excitement on either side. Instead, they found a quiet corner and observed the diverse scene unfolding before them without making a sound.

Not far away, a tall, muscular male soldier was surrounded by a group of people. He had one hand on his hip and the other hand proudly patting his backpack, showing off with spittle flying:

"See that? I'm going all out this time! Right there in that rocky area, I single-handedly took down an entire squad! Those two, trying to outflank me? Dream on! I slid over, fired two shots, took down two of them first, and the last one was so scared he wet himself. I chased him for over 300 meters and knocked him down with my rifle butt!"

As he spoke, he pulled three green flags from his bag and held them high like medals: "Three flags! A full thirty points! Even if our team doesn't make it into the top three in this assessment, we're guaranteed to be in the top five!"

The people around him immediately cast admiring and envious glances, showering him with compliments.

"Wow, Zhang, that's amazing! Thirty points! That's a fantastic score! I heard this assessment was incredibly difficult, and many teams were wiped out without even a single point!"

"That's right! I fought tooth and nail to get just one green flag, and I almost got killed. Zhang, your 30 points are definitely a high score!"

"I heard Bai Wei and the others took down the red flag, but I don't know if it's true or not. But besides the red flag, Zhang Ge, your 30 points are probably the highest individual score in the whole game!"

In another corner, a female soldier sighed and said that she didn't have a single flag. She only hoped that the ten teams that would be eliminated in the end would be the ones where both sides were eliminated, so that she might be able to survive by being the last one standing.

Su Tang's gaze swept over them indifferently. Hearing "thirty points" and being praised like this, she felt a little amused.

Thirty points? Is that a lot?

She silently weighed the heavy bundle of flags in her backpack and decided to remain a quiet spectator.

Wang Xiaoya, who had been eavesdropping nearby, was incredibly excited, her face flushed. She tugged hard at Su Tang's sleeve, lowering her voice, her tone as excited as if she had won the lottery:

"Sister An, Sister An, did you hear that! They only got 30 points, and they're so happy! You...you have 280 points! My God, 280 points! If you took that out...wouldn't it scare them all to death?"