Three days after the fight, the Edelweiss squad packed up their gear and set off with several other squads.

Arriving at the boundary between the divine and demonic realms more than half a year earlier than scheduled.

When the rookies expressed their surprise.

Anemia told them, "This is called getting acquainted with war ahead of time."

The Edelweiss squad was one of over thirty reconnaissance squads of the Sixth Fighter Regiment,

and they had to go ahead and conduct battlefield reconnaissance.

These missions are one of their primary responsibilities, and they typically last for seven to eight days.

This is a frontline camp constructed for a legion, vast in scale, and one could easily get lost if not attentive.

As soon as Anemia received the map, he immediately returned to the tent where the Edelweiss squad was resting.

He explained the route of the operation to the rookies and went over the items they would need to use along the way.

After the officer left, the rookies began to prepare their gear, and the atmosphere was somewhat oppressive as they were on their first mission.

"Um..." Fallen wiped his dagger and asked Blazing in a low voice, "We won't have any issues, will we?"

Blazing thought for a moment and replied quietly, "Probably not."

"What should we do if we encounter the enemy?"

"Do whatever it takes," Cleber chimed in, "But I'm sure of one thing, they won't be interested in sitting down to have a drink with us,

so it's better to take them out."

Wanderer kicked out, and Cleber dramatically shouted, flailing his arms and falling to the ground.

Seeing that everyone was unresponsive for a good while, Cleber let out a bored laugh and got up.

"Baham, why did you join the army?" Fallen asked curiously.

"Me? I have a betrothal back home! The other party is the chief's daughter."

Baham was habitually biting his lower lip with his upper teeth, and as he released it.

He smiled at everyone: "She's very beautiful. I don't think I'm good enough for her, so I joined the army,

hoping to earn some military merits or something."

"How beautiful could she be?" Cleber sighed, "Someone with a betrothal shouldn't be here!"

Baham lowered his head and said nothing.

"What if you get injured?" Cleber pressed on, "Will she still marry you?"

"On the way to send me off, she said she would wait for me," Baham looked up, his right hand fetching a trinket from his pocket.

"She said that if I don't return in one day, she will wait for one day; if I don't return in two days, she will wait for two days."

"What a naive guy," Cleber snorted coldly, "Horny Beast! What about you? Why did you join the army?"

"You're asking me?" Horny Beast replied irritably, "Who the hell do I ask?"

"What? You don't even know?" Cleber acted as if he had discovered something rare and extraordinary.

"Come on, tell us all, don't be shy. As a member of the Fighter Corps, you should have grand ideals."

"Bullshit ideals!" Horny Beast jumped up, his face full of anger.

"I don't want to be any soldier; I was just following the chief's arrangement to deliver weapons to the training camp!"

Deliver weapons and ended up here?

The whole team stared at this guy with puzzled looks.