?Star City North Supply Zone.
Falcon Reconnaissance Regiment Station.
Lin Guyuan sat on the sofa in his room, holding a tablet as he browsed information on the shops within the Supply Zone.
The two-month training period had ended, and he and eighty-seven recruits had officially qualified to join the Falcon Reconnaissance Regiment.
Among them, twelve had been transferred out of the Falcon Reconnaissance Regiment because they failed to meet its physical fitness requirements and other assessment standards.
The regiment commander had also explained the grueling ordeal of the past two months.
They were expected to undertake difficult missions deep behind enemy lines, scouting hostile factions' combat deployments and other intelligence.
The harsh training and assessments had not merely been meant to temper their resolve. They were also evaluations of their abilities. If their capabilities did not meet the Falcon Reconnaissance Regiment's requirements, remaining in the Falcon Regiment would put their lives at risk.
Transferring them out of the Falcon Regiment was also a way of taking responsibility for their lives.
Just yesterday, the Falcon Reconnaissance Regiment had received orders from the Frontline Supply Zone Command Department and departed the station. Their batch of recruits, who had yet to truly experience a battlefield, had been left behind.
With nothing to do, Lin Guyuan once again thought of the Spiritual Energy Spell Weapon he had envisioned before.
He was no longer the same as he had been back then.
At the time, he had only held ordinary Star City clearance and was not qualified to purchase many high-grade spiritual materials.
But now, as a frontline soldier, he had clearance to access and use advanced spiritual materials.
By reviewing shop information from the Frontline Supply Zone, he found many spiritual materials that he was qualified to purchase.
Since he had nothing urgent to