CHAPTER 291: 291: DARKNESS IS NOT ETERNAL

"Is there a problem?"

Li Yan’s sharp gaze, piercing and enveloping a certain assistant class leader, was so intense that it nearly scared him out of his wits.

The assistant class leader shivered, instantly becoming timid, and said, "No... no problem..."

Towel, cool towel...

He would bring it over immediately...

With those words, the assistant class leader dashed out like a speeding bullet...

Being alive is so good, thankfully he’s still alive...

Buddha bless...

As he opened the tent door once more, the assistant class leader’s heart trembled continuously, as if a rabbit were bouncing around inside, making him feel that if things continued like this, he’d be frightened into having a heart attack.

Zhao Yong: "How is it?"

Lu Lijun: "Is the situation severe?"

Huang Shou: "Is my sister okay..."

The brothers who had originally "abandoned" him nearly surrounded him in an instant, asking questions one after another.

However, the assistant class leader now had no mind to continue thinking about those things. He wore a look as if seeing relatives, desperate to tell them everything he had just experienced...

What he just saw, he still couldn’t believe his own eyes...

...

Night would eventually pass.

The bright sunshine revived once more, enveloping the land of Longxing Country, filled with hope and a future.

All issues had been thoroughly resolved, and the Taiping Mountain in a certain area of Longxing Country had regained everything it deserved.

The matters within the mountains were settled; Boss Five was also extracted and sent to the local authorities for handling, Chuan Er and the bandits were all detained, awaiting Longxing Country’s judgment.

The tranquility and harmony that once belonged to Taiping Mountain finally returned.

Darkness is never eternal; light will eventually come.

Warhawk Class 1 successfully completed the mission, and now it was time to leave. The entire team was ready to go, boarding the jeep to depart.

They glanced at the mountains where they had fought for several nights, yet their hearts were deeply moved, thankful they were still alive, truly blessed...

"All troops, fall in, prepare..." the assistant class leader stood at the front giving orders but was interrupted by a sudden voice.

"Thank you, trainees... thank you for saving the mountains..." It was a child about six years old, the one who had been watching their movements from the hillside and reported everything.

His parents were villagers under Chuan Er’s command tasked with making weapons. Their lives were also in Chuan Er’s hands, so he acted under threat.

Now these trainees had eliminated the bandits and rescued him. Though he was only six years old, he understood gratitude, clasping his hands into a horn shape aimed at his mouth, hoping his voice would travel far——

"When I grow up, I want to be a trainee too! I want to save the mountains, I want to join you, protect the mountains, wait for me!"

Nothing is more stirring than the heartfelt shout of a child. This sincere gratitude, this loud, innocent child’s voice, made everyone feel heartfelt relief; all their efforts over the past days were not in vain. Almost simultaneously, all the trainees wore smiles, smiles of pride, smiles of comfort!

At this moment, they truly felt glad they became trainees, could defend the country, and protect these people!

The assistant class leader was also deeply moved, but he knew, in the end, they had to leave. With a wave of his hand, he said, "All troops prepare, return to the Academy!"

"Yes!" Almost in an instant, all the trainees received the order.

They were really leaving, goodbye Taiping Mountain, goodbye mountains, goodbye child...