Li Yue raised her head, her gaze passing over the crowd, and looked at Qiao Lin not far away with a complicated expression.
She took her revenge, personally shooting the "good sister" who betrayed her, causing her to fall from grace at the height of her success.
But she herself had also reached the end.
Is it worth it?
She didn't know.
But looking at Jolin's face, twisted with jealousy and humiliation, she thought it might be worth it.
At least, she didn't act like a dog, wagging its tail and begging for mercy after being abandoned. She fought back in her own way.
Only two teams and four spots remain!
The atmosphere was extremely tense.
Everyone whose name hadn't been called yet felt their heart was about to jump out of their chest.
Lei Kuan's gaze finally fell on Zhao Yan.
Zhao Yan's heart sank suddenly.
They've arrived.
“Ninth Team,” Zhang Ruobing’s voice was like a final judgment, “Zhao Yan, Sun Erniu.”
Although this result was expected by many, it still attracted a lot of attention when it was actually announced.
A collective gasp rippled through the crowd, followed by suppressed murmurs.
"My God... Su An's prediction came true!" a male soldier said in a low voice, his face full of disbelief. "She really didn't make it to the close combat assessment!"
"That's incredible! Su An is practically a god of calculation! When Zhao Yan was shooting targets, she made some boastful remarks, and Su An immediately said that she wouldn't make it that far! This... this is too accurate!"
"Who would dare to mess with Su An now? It's not just that he's strong, he can practically predict the future!"
The students' gazes toward Su An had shifted from admiration to utter awe.
“Sister Yanzi…” Sun Erniu finally burst into tears, grabbing Zhao Yan’s arm and sobbing uncontrollably, “I’m sorry… I’m sorry… It’s all my fault, I’m useless, I lost the flag…”
She felt that she had let Zhao Yan down, even though she had traded everything for this opportunity.
"Silly girl, why are you crying?" Zhao Yan patted her hand back, and a smile actually appeared on her face, but the smile was even uglier than a cry.
She raised her head, meeting everyone's gaze, her chest held high.
"I, Zhao Yan, can afford to lose!"
She didn't look at Su An, nor at Bai Wei, but stared at the distant sky, as if trying to swallow all her resentment and grievances.
Su An watched this scene quietly, a barely perceptible ripple stirring in her heart.
This is the law of the training camp: the strong prey on the weak, and survival of the fittest.
Zhao Yan is a good opponent, but unfortunately, she is too fixated on winning or losing, and too concerned about saving face and fighting for pride. Her perspective is too narrow.
Now, only one elimination spot remains.
All the survivors were on tenterhooks, especially those teams whose performance was mediocre; they were so nervous that their hands and feet were ice-cold and their backs were soaked with cold sweat.
"The last spot..." a male soldier nervously swallowed. "Who could it be?"
Zhang Ruobing's gaze slowly moved through the crowd, finally settling on a corner that no one would expect.
"Team 10, Qiao Lin, Du Jinshan."
What? !
The moment the name was uttered, the entire audience fell silent!
If Zhao Yan's elimination was somewhat reasonable, then the elimination of Du Jinshan and Qiao Lin was simply the biggest upset of this assessment!
Who is Du Jinshan?
He was a top-tier fighter, consistently ranking among the top three in strength among the male soldiers! Before the assessment began, he was one of the strongest contenders for the championship!
Qiao Lin is also one of the best among the female soldiers!
With such a powerful combination, how could they possibly be eliminated?!
"No...it's impossible..." Qiao Lin's lips lost all color, her body swayed, and she almost couldn't stand up.
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