Within the campus, these students, despite feeling a fear of the crows overhead, had their blood stirred as they watched Wang Ye, Long Qingtian, and Xu Heng continuously engage in battle.
"I can sense that the crows' inherent strength isn't that formidable, possessing only the power of a Fifth Grade Martial Warrior. It's simply a matter of their numbers being vast."
"Individually, we may not be a match for those crows, but if we cooperate using the formations President Wang taught us, augmenting our own strength, then we can certainly make a difference."
"Otherwise, let's just speak to the president and ask if we can join the team fighting those crows."
At this moment, this was what these students were contemplating.
In these two months, or rather, because they were willing to join Yun City University of Martial Sciences under these circumstances, and hadn't left after learning the truth, they naturally possessed commendable resolve.
Thus, at this time, they felt a desire to help Wang Ye and the others.
However, just as one student brought up this suggestion, another student spoke:
"But the crux of the matter is, although President Wang and the others can fly, we currently lack the ability to do so with our strength."
This remark instantly dampened the spirits of the students whose emotions had just begun to flare up.
That's right.
Wang Ye and his group were fighting in the air.
And what about them?
They simply couldn't fly.
So even if they wanted to help Wang Ye and the others, it was just a matter of being willing but unable.
For a moment, the students' eyes filled with disappointment.
It was as though someone had poured a bucket of cold water directly onto their burning hearts.
However, this feeling of their flame being extinguished was only momentary, as soon a student firmly stated:
"Have you forgotten? Although we can't fly, didn't President Wang add a training module for us specifically for aerial combat?"
"It was specifically to solve this type of predicament," a very tall student chimed in.
Because Yun City Martial Science University had a distinct communication system, all based on military standards.
So, even if these students weren't in the same class, as long as they all turned on their communication systems and one student spoke up, all the others were able to hear what was being said.
However, after this student spoke, the microphone did not immediately transmit any feedback.
It merely fell silent.
It was as if the words he had just said hadn't reached anyone at all—no one heard him speak.
The tall student quietly looked out the window and sighed, feeling the flame in his heart that had just reignited begin to fade due to the silence in the earpiece.
He knew the others had heard.
If nothing else, it was evident from the expressions of the few classmates around him.
Yet, none of them spoke out; it was as if they had not heard him at all.
He knew why.
The solution they needed had only been in their training for a week.
It was not very safe.
The solution was that the military developed something like a skateboard that could fly, on which students fought while standing.
But having only trained for a week meant that many students had not mastered this skill.
And on the skateboard, although there were bindings to secure their feet, allowing students to be carried by the skateboard should they fall, the reality of war was naturally different from training.
What if those bats directly destroyed the skateboards underneath their feet?
At that point, they would plummet from the sky.
Had they parachutes?
Yes, but their time spent fighting on skateboards was short, and their use of parachutes even shorter!
Just half a day's training! It might allow them to learn how to deploy the parachute but not practice it in reality!
It was very dangerous.
If there was an accident, their entire life could be gone in an instant.
"Sigh."
He sighed, but just as he did, a series of serious and determined voices echoed in the earpiece:
"I've been thinking, although it's indeed risky, I feel we should give it a try."
"It's just a danger. If we don't face danger now, we will still have to face it later. And we definitely can't let President Wang and the others be in trouble—they are our shield."
"Brothers, do you remember? When we arrived at this school, President Wang told us during the opening ceremony, he hoped our gaze would always remain as it was on that day. We are students, but at the same time, we are soldiers! Now is the time for us to fight, even if it's fraught with danger. As long as we can be of some use, we are still willing to go!"
"What does my sacrifice matter? I fell behind in my studies a long time ago. If not for Yuncheng Martial Science University, no other university would have accepted me. But this university gave me a chance to attend college. For just a waste like me, even if I sacrifice myself, it really doesn't mean anything."
"Classmate, you are not a waste! We are comrades-in-arms, our comrades are heroes, there are no wastes!"
A chorus of voices rose, with these students expressing self-deprecation, arrogance, and modesty as they made their decision.
However, no matter how these students expressed their emotions while speaking, their real intention was just one.
That was, they were willing to go into battle!
The tall student, listening to the multitude of voices through the earpiece, felt as though their words contained a sort of magic power, infused with a special kind of fuel.
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