Bei Chen Xiang opened his mouth, but did not know what to say. Quite a few people out at sea had already broken down. Seven soldiers had been dragged away by Water Ghosts, which meant that, in the eyes of these soldiers, they had already lost seven comrades.
To Bei Chen Xiang, the greatest test for these soldiers was not the test between life and death, but this kind of torment of the soul.
Likewise, Bei Chen Xiang had indeed seen many soldiers gather together. Several of them supported one person who could not swim, and everyone struggled to swim toward the shore.
A thousand meters in the ocean was a completely different concept from a thousand meters in a swimming pool. The waves affected a person's stamina while swimming and so on. With their physical fitness, swimming a thousand meters was not a problem, but if they had to carry someone, that was basically their limit.
Of course, whether they could unleash their potential depended on themselves.
Jiang Yan Hai watched silently. At this moment, 143 people on the sea were struggling to make their way toward the shore. The soldiers quickly began gathering together because they had all realized that if they tried to swim back alone, some of their comrades who could not swim would be buried in the sea.
Originally, they had believed that Jiang Yan Hai could not possibly treat human lives so carelessly. Yet everything around them told them that there was truly no one by their side, no rescue coming. They could rely only on themselves.
No matter how much they refused to believe it, that was the reality.
Just like that, time passed little by little. When the first group of trainees finally all swam back, quite a few of them collapsed