Although the previous boot camp had poor food, constant scolding, and physical punishment...

the elite rookies began to reminisce about those times.

Because this place was more than ten times more terrifying than the boot camp!

The officer didn't waste words all day, but when it came to the evening's assessment, he would beat them,

beat them mercilessly! And he did it with a sense of justification; the entire squad couldn't defeat the officer,

so who would dare to complain?

The food was good here!

You could eat as much as you wanted, but you had to have the strength to eat it.

Basically, every day after training, the rookies were too exhausted to even lift their eyelids.

Horny Beast loved meat the most, and on the first night,

he fell asleep with the meat still in his hand before he could even put it in his mouth.

The rookies were suffering, supporting each other, gritting their teeth and persevering,

hoping for the day they could knock Captain Anemia down and sit on him comfortably to enjoy a meal.

Yes, that was one of their beliefs.

But the barbarian officer didn't give them that chance.

Over the course of the month, no matter how hard they tried or how well they coordinated,

they still ended up being beaten black and blue by Captain Anemia every night.

On the last day, after finishing with them, Captain Anemia finally let out a heavy breath.

"Qualified," he said,

then called for a carriage to be brought over and loaded the dozen or so half-dead elite rookies onto it to be taken back to the barracks.

Back at the barracks, the rookies only then realized that the Edelweiss squad had returned relatively early.

Some squads came back several days later,

and some elite rookies from other teams were still calling out for their "mothers" as they were carried into the barracks.

Seeing the miserable state of others,

the well-fed Edelweiss squad stood by and chuckled foolishly, making light of the misfortune of the other teams.

They had returned early and were granted leave.

After resting for three days,

the Edelweiss squad was taken to another location to continue their training, which also meant continuing to get beaten up.

Captain Anemia no longer personally beat them up, but instead took them to face off against elite rookies from other legions,

essentially ensuring they continued to get beaten.

This kind of day lasted for a full half year.

With the increase in training intensity, including drills, weapons, and horsemanship, the scent of war grew increasingly strong.