In the afterglow of dusk, the soldiers ended their long and tired day, dragging their heavy steps back to the camp. The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on everyone's faces, casting long shadows that seemed to silently tell their tiredness.

In the camp, bonfires danced in the night, glowing warmly and faintly. The soldiers sat around the fire, some with their eyes closed, some with their heads bowed in contemplation, and some talking in low voices. Their voices were unusually clear in the silent night, full of tiredness and helplessness.

At this moment, Bai Ye stood up and clapped his hands, breaking the silence. His figure appeared tall and firm in the firelight, and his eyes flashed with a sharp light. The soldiers raised their heads and looked at him, waiting for the next order.

"Alright, the break is over." Bai Ye's voice was calm and powerful, as if with an unmistakable majesty, "Now, let's start shooting training. ”

Hearing this, the soldiers, although there was a hint of reluctance on their faces, quickly got up and began to organize their equipment. They know that this is a military order that cannot be resisted.

White Night walked to an open area and motioned for the soldiers to line up. He picked up a rifle and skillfully demonstrated the essentials of shooting to the soldiers. His movements are fluid and powerful, and every step is accurate. The soldiers looked at him intently, secretly admiring him in their hearts.

After the demonstration, Bai Ye handed the rifle to the soldiers beside him and motioned for them to start practicing. The soldiers took their rifles and, following the instructions of the white night, began to aim at distant targets.

Night was falling, and the lights of the camp flickered in the darkness. The sound of shooting broke the silence of the night. The soldiers' faces were shining with fire, and their eyes were focused and determined, as if at this moment, all exhaustion and helplessness had been left behind.

The White Night shuttled from soldier to soldier, stopping from time to time to point out their mistakes and correct them. His voice echoed through the night, with an unquestionable authority. Although the soldiers were dissatisfied with his guidance, they did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

Little by little, the shooting training lasted a long time. The soldiers' movements gradually became proficient, and the accuracy of their shooting improved significantly. However, their faces were still full of exhaustion and sleepiness, and they couldn't help but sit down and rest.

"You're almost rested, get up." Bai Ye's voice was not high, but it had a penetrating power that made every soldier hear it clearly.

The soldiers moved, and although their bodies were still a little stiff, they quickly rose from the ground and lined up neatly. Although their movements are a little slow, each step is firm and powerful.

Bai Ye nodded, satisfied with their performance. He walked up to the front of the group and clapped his hands, his voice crisp and loud. "Alright, let's start shooting training."

The soldiers immediately went into action, they skillfully removed the rifles from their backs and began to check the condition of the firearms. Every movement seemed so skillful and natural, as if it had been carved into their bones.

Bai Ye stepped aside, took out a whistle from his pocket, and blew it gently. The whistle was sharp and piercing, instantly piercing the silence of the training ground. The soldiers immediately raised their rifles and aimed at the targets in front of them.

"First group, shoot!" White Night commanded loudly.

Following his order, the soldiers of the first group did not hesitate to pull the trigger. Gunfire echoed across the training ground. The sound of bullets piercing the air was sharp and piercing, and one couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sense of tension.

After the shooting, Bai Ye walked to the target and carefully checked the shooting results of each soldier. His brow was furrowed at times, then furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

"Group 2, prepare!" Bai Ye turned to the soldiers of the second group and said.

The soldiers of the second group immediately adjusted themselves and prepared to start shooting. There is no expression on their faces, only focus and determination.

The shooting training lasted for a long time, and the soldiers' faces were full of exhaustion. But White Night shows no signs of relenting, and he still holds every soldier to the best of his ability.

As time went on, the sun began to sink and the light on the training ground began to soften. But the soldiers did not seem to notice the passage of time, and they were still training seriously, as if they were going to devote all their energy to this shooting training.

Finally, when the last group of soldiers finished shooting, Bai Ye nodded in satisfaction. He walked up to the soldiers, looked at their tired but determined eyes, and couldn't help but feel an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

"That's all for today's training." White Night's voice, though calm, revealed a deep sense of exhaustion.

When the soldiers heard this, they put down their rifles and began to pack their equipment. Their movements, though somewhat slow, are full of power.

Finally, on the orders of the White Night, the shooting training ended. The soldiers put down their rifles with relief and sat on the ground, panting. Although their faces were tired, they also revealed a kind of satisfaction and pride after completing the task.

Bai Ye stood aside, looking at the soldiers with deep eyes. There was no expression on his face, as if he was thinking about something. He knew that the soldiers had done their best, but they still had a long way to go.

The night was getting darker, and the lights of the camp were exceptionally bright in the darkness. The soldiers began to pack their equipment and prepare for rest. They know there is more training waiting for them tomorrow.

The white night turned away, leaving the soldiers busy in the night. His steps were firm and powerful, as if he had the confidence to lead his soldiers no matter how difficult the road ahead was.

On this silent night, the gasps of soldiers and the sound of equipment colliding mingle to create a unique atmosphere. Their figures stretched out in the light, as if they had become the deepest imprint of the night.

As the night deepened, the soldiers fell asleep. They had tired smiles on their faces, as if they had found a moment of peace in their dreams. And Bai Ye, standing on the edge of the camp, looking at the starry sky in the distance, his heart is full of thoughts and expectations for the future.

The night, for the soldiers, was long and tiring. But they know that only through such training can they become stronger and braver. And White Nights will also lead them to a more unknown and challenging future.

In the darkness of the night, the lights of the camp faded out, leaving only the sporadic fires flickering in the darkness. The sound of the soldiers' breathing was particularly clear in the night, as if to speak of their persistence and determination.

White Night stood at the entrance of the camp with a deep and determined gaze. He knew that the night was just the beginning, and that there were many more challenges ahead of them. But he also believes that as long as they are united and move forward, they will be able to overcome all difficulties.

As the night deepened, the soldiers drifted off to sleep. The sound of their breathing became even and steady, as if they had found a moment of peace in this peaceful night. And the white night stood quietly aside, guarding their dreams and their future.

This night, although full of exhaustion and sleepiness, was also full of hope and faith. The soldiers write their own stories with their sweat and hard work, and Bai Ye is the most important leader in their story.

In the night, their figures gradually blurred, but their spirits are forever engraved in the memory of this night. It was a night of challenges and opportunities, and a night for all of them.

As the last rays of night fade, a new day is upon us. The soldiers will once again meet new challenges, and the White Night will continue to lead them to a wider world. In this world full of unknowns and uncertainties, they will use their courage and wisdom to write their own legends.

The next day, the sky was slightly bright, and the afterglow of the morning sun had not completely dispelled the chill of the night.

On the training ground, the soldiers were already lined up, waiting for the next order. Bai Ye stood in front of the team, his gaze swept over everyone coldly, there was no expression on his face, but there was an undoubted majesty in his eyes.

The treadmill is located in a corner of the barracks and is surrounded by tall trees, forming a relatively separate area. The early morning sun shines through the treetops and on the flat runway, casting a faint halo. The runway is paved with dark asphalt, and the surface has been somewhat worn out over the years, but it is still smooth and solid, able to withstand the running of soldiers day after day.

On both sides of the track, there are neat lawns, full of greenery, as if bringing a touch of life to this training ground. On the lawn, the occasional bird jumped merrily, their calls crisp and pleasant, intertwined with the wheezing of the soldiers, forming a strange harmony.

At the beginning of the track, there is a striking red starting line, marking the start of each run. The soldiers stood behind the line, their eyes steadfast, waiting for the order to be given. Their figures look so resolute and upright in the reflection of the rising sun, as if they are an unyielding sculpture.

At the other end of the runway, there is a white finish line. It lay there silently, waiting for every soldier to sprint. Every time a soldier crosses the finish line, it is greeted with cheers and applause, which is the best recognition of their efforts.

"Today, we're doing running training." The voice of the white night was low and powerful, as if it could penetrate everyone's heart.

When the soldiers heard this, they immediately straightened up, and a determined look appeared on their faces. They know that running training, while simple, is a test of both physical strength and will.

"Work in pairs, supervise each other, and don't be lazy." White Night continued to give orders.

The soldiers quickly followed the instructions, and stood in pairs. Bai Ye nodded, satisfied with such a reaction.

"Ready—run!" With Bai Ye's order, the soldiers rushed out of the starting line in an instant like arrows off the string. Their steps are aligned, and every step is firm and powerful.

The sound of running echoed in the empty training ground, accompanied by the heavy breathing of the soldiers, as if playing a rousing music. Their figures look so resolute and upright in the reflection of the rising sun.

Bai Ye stood aside, his eyes closely following the steps of the soldiers. There was no expression on his face, but there was a deep concern in his eyes. He frowned and nodded, as if thinking about something.

The running training lasted for a long time, and the faces of the soldiers began to show tired looks. But they persevered, and no one stopped to rest.

Suddenly, one of the soldiers' steps began to stagger and he was clearly exhausted. His companions immediately sensed this and held him tightly, encouraging him to persevere.

"Don't give up, we'll be able to finish it." The voice of his companion, though a little gasping, was full of determination and strength.

The soldier listened to his companion's words, and a determined glint flashed in his eyes. He took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, and continued to run forward with a determined pace.

Bai Ye saw this scene, and a glint of approval flashed in his eyes. He didn't speak, just nodded silently, as if to tell the soldiers that he had seen their efforts and persistence.

Over time, the sun gradually increased, and the temperature on the training ground began to rise. The soldiers' clothes were soaked with sweat, but they didn't stop.

The sounds of running, wheezing, and encouragement are intertwined to create a vivid picture. Every soldier is interpreting perseverance and perseverance in their own way, and their figures look so firm and persistent under the morning sun.

Finally, when the last group of soldiers crossed the finish line, Bai Ye let go of his frowning brow. He walked up to the soldiers, looked at their tired but determined eyes, and couldn't help but feel an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

"Good, you've all stuck with it." White Night's voice, though calm, revealed a deep appreciation.

When the soldiers heard this, they all had tired but satisfied smiles on their faces. They knew that they had completed today's training assignment, and although the process was difficult, the results were worth it.

White Night turned away from the training ground, leaving the soldiers to rest in place. They held each other and sat on the grass, enjoying a rare moment of peace.

The sun shines on them, warm and soft. The wind blew gently on the training ground, taking away their exhaustion and sweat. They sat quietly, as if thinking about something, and as if enjoying the peace and tranquility of the moment.

Although the running training is over, the soldiers' journey continues. They know that only by going through such trials and tribulations can they become stronger and braver. They will continue to move forward and fight for their dreams and beliefs.

The picture fades into obscurity, and finally freezes on the determined backs of the soldiers. Their figures look so tall and firm in the sun, as if they are mountains that never fall, guarding the land and their faith.

This is their daily routine, full of hardships and challenges. But they never gave up, because they knew that only in this way could they become true warriors and protect everything they wanted to protect.

(End of chapter)