"What do you take us for, Alliance Head? Cowards?"
"That's right. You are asking us whether we are willing to participate or not. You are simply insulting us."
"From the day we joined the Polar Bear Army, we were soldiers. The duty of soldiers is to obey orders. There is nothing else."
"We are all rotten lives. There is nothing strange about it. If we should die, just die. What are we afraid of?"
"That's right. It's not easy for us to hold our heads high now. Who the f*ck wants to live like mice? Fight with them."
"That's right. If we defeat the trump card, we'll be the trump card."
Hearing the shouts behind him, Samuel could not help but smile.
They were very satisfied with their performance. Soldiers and teams needed morale. If the morale was high, they would win every battle. On the contrary, if the morale was low, even if they had the upper hand, they would still lose a good battle.
"Good. You are indeed worthy of being my good brothers. I have not misjudged you."
"However, when we send out troops to fight, we must remember that it's useless to only have confidence. We have to rely on our fists."
"Everyone, stand upright!"
Shua!
The Polar Bear Army stood up straight.
"From today on, I will start the three-day special training. But this time, we have to play something different than before."
Everyone was curious and didn't understand what Samuel wanted to play.
Samuel did not speak. He patted his hand slightly. Immediately, the ground shook and the forest in the distance began to shake.
The crowd turned around. It was only then that they saw an army of exotic beasts walking out from the forest.
"They are your new partners. In three days, you must learn to fight side by side and cultivate enough tactical cooperation."
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