The temporary assembly camp was simply laid out. Jiang Qiu chatted with Sun Yongsheng as they walked, and after a few minutes, they had seen just about everything.
More than a hundred black armored vehicles crouched in the night like black tigers. Over five hundred small tents clustered around several large ones. The Heavenly Prodigy Project students stayed in the middle section, and Sun Yongsheng helped Jiang Qiu pitch his tent beside his own.
"Get some proper sleep. These combat-style tests are never peaceful. Who knows when they'll call us to assemble."
As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Yongsheng's tent flap dropped with a smack. Before long, the white lamp inside was switched off.
Jiang Qiu swept his gaze over the hundreds of military-green tents arranged in neat rows. Most of their lights had already gone out, as though the oil had burned dry. Only the outer tents remained lit, where burly men in thin black tank tops patrolled through the cold wind.
"This temporary assembly camp has over five hundred people in total. Including Officer Liu Qi, there are around ten martial artists, more than three hundred mid-ranking sergeants, five high-ranking sergeants, and eighty-two Heavenly Prodigy Project students. Quite a force."
"Still, during the Practical Training Hunt, just over a hundred students had more than forty martial artist-level teachers watching over them. This is far more dangerous than that."
After muttering to himself, Jiang Qiu climbed into his tent, turned off the light, and went to sleep.
The moon hung high above, overlooking mountain ranges that surged like enormous waves. At the foot of the mountains, steeped in darkness, the wind creaked and moaned.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A deep drumbeat suddenly rang out. Dozens of tents lit up at once with a clatter, as though controlled by sound.