Su Tang also quietly watched Qin Ye.

She felt calm. From the moment Qin Ye intercepted the letter, she knew it would never be a threat.

Qin Ye ignored Bai Wei's clamor and was not moved in the slightest by her vicious accusations.

He simply held the letter between two fingers, as if it were something dirty and filthy.

Then, in front of everyone, he slowly and deliberately began to tear open the letter.

"Sizzle—"

A soft sound.

The letter was torn in two.

"Sizzle—"

Another sound.

It went from two halves to four halves.

The sound of tearing paper was particularly jarring in the silent training ground. Each tear was like a dull knife, cutting back and forth in Bai Wei's heart.

Her smile froze on her face, and her pupils contracted sharply due to extreme fear.

What...what is he doing?

Why did he tear up the evidence?!

“Instructor Qin…you…” she stammered, her voice trembling.

Qin Ye didn't stop until he tore the letter into countless pieces.

He released his grip, letting the fragments that carried all of Bai Wei's malice and hope fall like snowflakes, scattering on the muddy ground and becoming filthy.

"A whistleblower letter?"

Ye finally spoke, his tone tinged with a hint of sarcasm. He lifted his military boot and gently ground it into the pile of shredded paper.

"Are you talking about this piece of waste paper, written in red ink, full of personal fantasies and vicious attacks, attempting to frame a comrade with political accusations?"

"By the way, I had someone check it as soon as I received it."

"Everything you said is completely fabricated."

"Bai Wei, you have falsely accused and framed your comrade-in-arms. Your crime is doubled."

To kill someone, you must also destroy their spirit!

Every word Qin Ye uttered was like a poisoned knife, precisely stabbing into Bai Wei's most vulnerable spot and then violently twisting it.

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood gushed out of Bai Wei's mouth.

Her eyes rolled back, and in utter despair and humiliation, she completely lost consciousness.

Qin Ye's gaze shifted to the two male instructors who had been standing aside the whole time, completely bewildered by the series of unexpected events.

Following Qin Ye's gaze, Lei Kuan on the high platform immediately understood.

He cleared his throat, picked up the megaphone, and his voice suddenly turned stern, filled with a frustrated anger.

"What are you two doing?!"

The two male instructors jolted and stood up abruptly.

"A madman with a weapon committed atrocities right under your noses! You two grown men, two instructors! You couldn't control him, and you had to wait for a female trainee to step in and solve the problem for you?!" Lei Kuan roared, "Where's your vigilance? Where's your reaction speed? Did you feed it to the dogs?!"

"Go back and write a profound self-criticism of 10,000 words each! Submit it to my office tomorrow morning! No meals allowed until it's finished!"

"Yes!" The two instructors lowered their heads in shame, their faces flushed, and answered loudly.

After reprimanding everyone, Qin Ye finally turned his gaze to the few medics who were equally dumbfounded.

"What are you still standing there for?" He frowned, his tone full of impatience.

"Take it away."

"Send her to the infirmary, set her broken bones, heal her, and then send her to a military court."

The nonchalant tone made it seem as if they were dealing with some insignificant piece of trash.

Yes! Yes!

Several medics snapped out of their daze and rushed over with a stretcher, hurriedly carrying Bai Wei, who had completely fainted and was as limp as mud, away.

As Bai Wei's figure disappeared from the training ground, the storm that had shaken the entire Third Battalion finally came to an end in the most thorough and shocking way.

The entire training ground remained deathly silent.

All the trainees were still immersed in the storm of information overload and constant reversals that had just occurred to them, and had not yet come to their senses.

Qin Ye's gaze slowly swept across the field.

Wherever that gaze fell, everyone instinctively straightened their backs and even softened their breathing.

Finally, he spoke, his voice regaining its usual coldness and hardness.

"The assessment continues."