On a rainy night, the school beauty knocked on my door and asked for shelter

Finally, after passing through several formations, the host announced the name of Chen Mo's class: "Next up is the Eight-Year Clinical Medicine Program!"

An invisible current instantly pierced through the square formation composed of the most elite students of Xiangchuan Medical College.

"Although the students in the eight-year program did well academically last year, their physical fitness was a bit lacking. I wonder how it will be this year," several school leaders whispered in the stands.

I was extremely curious about this formation composed of the most elite members of the entire school.

At the front of the company, Instructor Lei stood as firm as a mountain. He took a deep breath, and his familiar, thunderous command pierced the air:

"Forward!"

The entire formation, consisting of over eighty people, moved like a sophisticated machine instantly activated, their steps moving in perfect unison with a restrained yet sharp edge, steadily advancing towards the rostrum.

Their movements possess a precision and composure that is almost demanding, unlike those of other companies.

The sunlight shone on them, making the colors of their camouflage uniforms appear even deeper and more solemn.

The distance is gradually shrinking.

One hundred meters, fifty meters, thirty meters... The atmosphere froze, and time seemed to stretch out.

All eyes on the playground seemed to be focused on this formation composed of the school's most elite students.

Ten meters!

At that precise moment, Instructor Lei's roar, fueled by all his strength and emotion, exploded like a thunderclap from the heavens:

"Look to the right!"

"Shh-!"

There was not a single sound, not a single delay.

The entire formation of dozens of heads turned toward the rostrum at an absolutely uniform angle, as if controlled by invisible cables.

Dozens of gazes converged into a scorching, sharp flame, focusing on a single point!
At the same time, the transition between marching in step and marching in goose-step was as smooth as a hot knife cutting through butter.

"Tread! Tread! Tread!"

Their footsteps converged into a deep, resonant, and penetrating thunderous sound!
The sound struck the hearts of every spectator, resonating in their chests.

When the foot lands, it is as steady as a mountain; when the leg is raised and kicked out, it is as swift as the wind.

The swinging arms were like countless sharp blades drawn simultaneously, drawing perfect arcs that combined strength and beauty.

On their faces, there was no trace of the naivety of entering school for the first time, nor the hardship of daily training. What remained was a solemnity beyond their years, an unparalleled pride like that of true soldiers fighting for the collective honor, and a dazzling and high-spirited fighting spirit released after their spirit and will were completely ignited!

Military parades are treated like combat operations, and there is no room for perfunctory or careless work!
They overcame the weight of sweat, the saltiness of tears, the tempering of their will in the flames, and the indomitable military spirit that belongs uniquely to this collective!

In this neat and uniform formation, the brilliance of the individual was not overshadowed, but instead became the most solid foundation and the most eye-catching embellishment of the whole.

In particular, three of them, even when lost in a crowd, could not hide their dazzling brilliance.

Chen Mo is located at the core of the formation.

Every movement he made was an interpretation of power and a standard model, like a frozen monument. His very presence was a silent command, stabilizing the entire formation and its momentum.

Su Yuqing followed closely behind him.

Under Chen Mo's influence, her movements achieved a perfect unity of flexibility and fortitude.

The sunlight outlined her focused profile, and the radiance emanating from her extreme seriousness made her seem like a walking source of light.

Shen Xinghe, on the other hand, was like a javelin imbued with coldness, extremely thin yet so upright that he seemed capable of piercing the sky.

Every movement of his was refined to the extreme, without any redundancy, carrying a cold, almost ruthless precision and elegance. In the fierce formation, he stood out with an undeniable, artistic brilliance.

The three of them, along with each unique individual perfectly integrated into a whole, passed the reviewing stand with an impeccable, even artistic, demeanor.

When the heel of the last member of the eight-year system formation left the area directly in front of the rostrum, the emotions that had been building up in the stands finally found their outlet!

"it is good--!"

No one knows who started the cheering, but in an instant, the applause erupted like a volcano that had been accumulating for thousands of years!

This applause was far more enthusiastic, longer-lasting, and more sincere than ever before!
It swept across the entire playground like a tsunami, accompanied by gasps of amazement, admiration, and heartfelt respect.

The school leaders stood up in unison and clapped enthusiastically, their faces filled with undisguised satisfaction and pride.

Even the military representative sitting on the stage, whose face was usually serious and rigid, relaxed slightly and showed an expression of approval.

This applause is the highest praise for all the hard work Chen Mo and his team have put in over the past two weeks, the final affirmation of the extraordinary demeanor displayed by this elite group, and the most glorious movement offered to this magnificent military parade!
The eight-year training class, under Instructor Lei's command, switched from goose-stepping back to marching in step and steadily marched toward the designated assembly area.

Their mission was accomplished, but their figures and the moment they created are deeply imprinted on this autumn day and in the hearts of all witnesses.

The military parade is still ongoing.

The subsequent formations continued to march with firm steps, shouting impassioned slogans.

But the climax created by the eight-year training formation, like the most dazzling fireworks in the night sky, has been frozen in time, becoming the most brilliant memory of that day, and even the entire military training career.

……

After a while, the grand military parade finally came to a successful conclusion, which also meant that the moment of parting had finally arrived.

The team regrouped on that familiar playground, the one soaked with their sweat.

However, the atmosphere at this moment was completely different from any previous training session.

Excitement and relief leaped through the air like a pardon, but a deeper, thicker sense of reluctance also quietly spread like a thin mist, enveloping everyone's heart.

Instructor Lei stood at the front of the formation, maintaining his signature upright military posture, as straight as a pine tree.

He didn't speak immediately, but silently and with an unprecedented, almost scrutinizing, and complex gaze, slowly swept over the young faces he had spent more than half a month with.

His gaze remained as sharp as an eagle's, but deep within that sharpness, something hard seemed to be quietly loosening and melting.

"Attention!" he finally spoke, his voice still that familiar, resonant booming sound that could cut through the noise, but upon closer listening, one could discern that beneath that booming sound lay a loss of its usual sharpness, replaced by a subtle...nostalgia, or something else entirely. (End of Chapter)