"My God! Eighty points! Jiang Yan's team really got eighty points! Jiang Yan wasn't bragging after all."

"That's amazing! No wonder he's number one among our male soldiers! His strength is simply unmatched!"

"This must be the highest score of the game so far, right? Apart from that 180-point score that Bai Wei mentioned, which hasn't even materialized yet, who can score higher than him?"

Everyone looked at Jiang Yan with an almost worshipful gaze, but he simply stood back in his original spot expressionlessly. For him, an 80 was already somewhat below par.

Registration continued, and several more teams stepped forward, but most of them scored between ten and twenty points, and several even scored zero. They retreated dejectedly.

Gradually, the number of unregistered teams in the survivor area decreased.

All eyes fell on the most inconspicuous corner—on Su An and Chen Xiaocao.

"Ha, look, it's the sharpshooter's turn. I wonder if she managed to find a flag or two while hiding in the mountains for eight hours with that burden?"

"Hiding in the bushes and shooting from the shadows, that deserves at least a 10 out of 10, right?"

These words drew a burst of laughter, and many people cast curious glances, eager to see what would happen.

"I doubt it. They were clean and there wasn't a single sign of a fight. They probably just found a cave to sleep in. It's lucky they survived."

"With Chen Xiaocao, that loser, even if Su An is incredibly capable, it's all for nothing. This is like a god leading a pitfall; even a god would get dragged down!"

Bai Wei felt a surge of pleasure as she watched Su An being ridiculed by the crowd.

She deliberately raised her voice and shouted in Su An's direction, "Comrade Su An, it's your turn. Hurry up and register. Don't keep us all waiting. We're all very curious to see how many points you, the sharpshooter who broke the battalion record, will get!"

She deliberately emphasized the words "gun god," the implied meaning of which was self-evident.

All eyes in the room instantly focused on Su An.

Su Tang seemed oblivious to all the gossip and Bai Wei's provocations. She simply turned her head, looked at Chen Xiaocao who was nervously sweating, took off her backpack, and gently placed it in Chen Xiaocao's hands.

"An... Sister An?" Chen Xiaocao was stunned and subconsciously wanted to push her away.

"Go ahead. Most of the credit for our team's points goes to you. If it weren't for your talent, we wouldn't have been able to find so many flags."

Looking at Chen Xiaocao's uneasy eyes, Su Tang added, "Xiaocao, hold your head high and stand tall. You're our team's ace. Go and show everyone how good you are."

Sister An said... I'm the ace?

A surge of scalding heat welled up from the depths of Chen Xiaocao's heart and rose to her eyes.

She bit her lip to keep the tears from falling.

She knew that Sister An was making her proud, giving her the spotlight, and letting her personally wash away all her past cowardice and shame.

Chen Xiaocao took the heavy backpack and hugged it to her chest. The weight seemed to give her boundless strength.

She took a deep breath and, with Su Tang's encouraging gaze and the curious, expectant eyes of everyone present, walked towards the registration desk in the center of the venue.

Her steps were a little unsteady at first, but became more and more steady as she walked.

Her back straightened up little by little.

When she finally stood in front of her female instructor Zhang Ruobing, all her timidity had vanished from her delicate face, leaving only an unprecedented determination.

"Reporting, Instructor! Survivor Chen Xiaocao, representing Su An Squad, is here to register her scores!"

Bai Wei crossed her arms, a contemptuous smile playing on her lips.

Should Chen Xiaocao register?

Is Su An at his wit's end, knowing his score is unacceptable, so he's just giving up?