Sylvara's Rebirth A New Dawn for Abel novel Chapter 163

Chapter 163 Enemy in Your formation

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Agares wasn’t expecting that at all. He pitched forward off the tree, but twisted midair and landed perfectly on his feet like a damn panther.

That was when the fifteen-man instructor squad and the twenty-man First Academy squad burst out of the trees.

Sylvara, still up on the short tree, saw them first. She pointed down and yelled, “All units, urgent notice! The biggest anomaly is here! Right here! Whoever captures him wins this entire training event and gets General Kenobia’s recommendation letter!”

The instructors accelerated instantly, barreling toward her position.

Agares glanced up and kicked the tree she was standing on. Hard. Then, she spun away into cover behind another trunk.

Sylvara heard one sharp crack, and the tree beneath her lurched, split, and started collapsing.

“Dog of a man!” she shouted, leaping free right before it crashed down.

Her jump sent her landing smack in the middle of the instructor squad. With her Fifth Academy combat uniform and camo paint, she blended right in.

No one treated her as an enemy. A convenient perk.

The annihilated hundred-man squad sat around on the ground-some sitting, some standing- all desperately wanting to shout, The enemy is in your formation, you idiots!

But dead players couldn’t talk. Talking equaled breaking training rules. Even if they won afterward, they’d lose by technical default.

So, the ‘corpses’ stayed silent. Sylvara, now fully embedded in enemy ranks, pointed toward the tree where Agares had dodged. “The biggest anomaly is hiding right there! Be careful-his mental power can make your guns self-detonate. Blank rounds’ll hit your own bodies.”

The fifteen instructors, remembering the instant wipe of the hundred-man squad, paled. They shoved their guns onto their backs, preparing to fight hand-to-hand.

Sylvara glanced around-Not enough chaos yet. Her eyes lit up with wicked inspiration.

Without hesitation, she reached over and yanked a shoulder badge off one instructor.

The man whipped around, gun half-raised and she held up the badge innocently. “Look, you all need to be careful. This anomaly is doing the same task we are-stealing badges.

“If you don’t believe me, check the hundred-man squad. They don’t have badges left, do they?”

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The instructor, with his gun on her, face caked in camo paint, swept a look over the wiped-out hundred.

He saw exactly what the Fifth Military Academy student said-the wiped-out hundred had no shoulder badges.

Sylvara offered him back his own badge with both hands, all earnestness. “I only survived because I hid mine in my boot. He didn’t find it.”

The instructor immediately snapped to command mode. “You heard her! Everyone-remove your badges! Hand them to me for safekeeping!”

Sylvara nearly burst out laughing. She watched with shining, greedy eyes as all fifteen instructors and the twenty-man Second Academy squad behind them obediently stripped off their badges and nametags.

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Chapter 164 The Eagle

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The wiped-out hundred-man squad could barely hold it together. Every one of them was suffocating on laughter, refusing to look directly at what was happening.

Were the instructors this gullible? Did they just believe a random student and basically deliver their heads on a platter?

Right when everyone finished stacking their nametags and badges into the instructor’s hands in front of Sylvara, Agares exploded out from behind the big tree like a tiger breaking from its cage, moving fast as a gale.

And Sylvara, standing right in front of the instructor, made full use of her position. She darted forward, snatched the entire pile of nametags and badges out of his hands in one go.

The Smokewillow in her grip whipped out like the most agile rope, shooting up to hook over a distant tree.

Using that as leverage, Sylvara’s whole body swung up in one smooth motion, shooting into the air. Her clear voice floated down from above, smug and bright. “All units, heads up, all units, heads up! The biggest anomaly in this training exercise is our Empire’s Light-His Highness Agares. Everyone, do your best. I’m rooting for you!”

“Hahahaha!”

Up in the warplane, Blake slapped his thigh, laughing so hard he nearly folded in half. Every trace of noble bearing gone, and he completely forgot he was sitting in a cockpit.

Aslan, gripping the co-pilot’s seat for dear life, reminded him in horror, “General Kenobia, please take it easy. Take it easy. We’re in the air. You’re flying a warplane. There’s a mountain ridge ahead.”

The sweetheart really was His Highness Agares’s legitimate wife.

Aslan had always thought the man in this cockpit was chaotic enough on his own.

He never expected the sweetheart to be even more ruthless when it came to screwing Agares over. One bigger menace than the other.

“Aslan, you can say I’m bad at ground combat, bad at catching bandits, but you do not get to say I can’t fly.” Blake wiped away the tears that had leaked from laughing, cleared his throat, and sat upright. The corners of his mouth still wouldn’t stay down; that noble aura of his was knocked aside by a lazy bandit’s edge. “Back in the day-back at that bandit nest-I flew a warship like it was a fighter jet. Nobody flew better than me. I was the one who taught Agares.”

Aslan confessed his sins at record speed. “Yes, sir, yes, sir, yes, sir … your flying is rock-solid. I

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