After all the medals have been distributed, the next step will be to distribute exclusive equipment to each Night Watchman.
"Zheng Zhong."
"Mo Lan."
"Li Shaoguang."
"Cao Yuan."
"… "
On the martial arts stage, several instructors stood in front of several sealed metal boxes, calling out names one by one according to the list, and those whose names were called received their equipment in order.
"Bai Li Tu Ming."
"Lin Qiye."
After Lin Qiye's name was announced, he immediately took a step forward and walked onto the stage to receive his equipment.
As expected, the standard three-piece set of Night's Watch: Star Blade, Cloak, and Emblem.
After receiving the equipment, Lin Qiye put on the cloak like everyone else. The dark red cloak was made of unknown material, but it was soft and comfortable. It did not feel heavy at all when worn on the body, and the size was just right.
Then, he grasped the handle of the Star Sword. The familiar feel and weight were no different from other standard swords he had used before. The only difference was that the three small words "Lin Qiye" were engraved on the blade of the straight sword.
Lin Qiye used two swords, but he did not apply for another sword because he had another one at home, and the word "Zhao Kongcheng" was engraved on that sword.
Finally, there is the coat of arms.
The heavy feel, the crossed swords, the starry sky as a background... After Lin Qiye examined it carefully for a while, he turned it over. At the bottom of the four lines of familiar small characters, the three words "Lin Qiye" were also engraved.
This is proof of his identity as a night watchman.
After everyone had received their gifts, Yuan Gang, who was standing on the stage, slowly spoke:
"I think you all know that these three pieces are the standard equipment of our Night Watch, but perhaps few of you know what they represent.
The sword, the cape, the coat of arms... Why these three? Why not add other things like 'boots', 'gloves', 'hat'
Because they are the most special.
The straight knife, also known as the Star Knife, is made of a material with an extremely mysterious origin. Some say it is meteorite iron from outer space, some say it is a mutated iron ore in the fog, and some say it is the best magic iron taken out from the treasure house of Daxia's magic weapons... I don't know, and no one in the entire Daxia knows, except the people who forged these knives.
Its origin is not important, what is important is that it will never break, rust, melt, or freeze. No external force can break its internal structure. From the moment they are forged, they are forever fixed in this shape, including your names engraved on them.
It is the attacking 'knife' that you can absolutely trust!
The cloak is made of the most advanced nano-tech materials. While ensuring comfort, it can effectively resist harsh environments such as cold, heat, humidity, and germs. It is like a universal protective clothing that helps you isolate yourself from external influences during battle.
But it is not strong, it is just a cloak, not armor. If the cloak is damaged in battle, you can apply to send it back to the headquarters, and someone will sew it for you and it will be returned to you the next day.
It is a defensive 'shield' that helps you adapt to various environments.
As for the emblem... it has only one function, to perish together!
It can stimulate all the potential of a person in a short period of time. Those who don't have the Forbidden Ruins will obtain the Forbidden Ruins, and those who have the Forbidden Ruins will improve their realm. It can give you a possibility, a possibility to fight to the death, maintain your dignity, and create a chance of survival for your teammates!
It is the 'faith' that defends the dignity of your death."
Yuan Gang took a deep breath and said slowly,
"A 'sword' to attack, a 'shield' to protect, and a dignified way to die. This is the best weapon we can give you...
The new recruits... no, the new generation of night watchmen, looked down at their equipment and fell silent.
Three pieces of equipment, neither more nor less, but what they carry is the continuation and prosperity of a country.
Yuan Gang stood straight, looking at the dark red in the audience, and spoke solemnly:
"The swearing-in ceremony... begins!"
Crash!
A strong wind blew by, and a red flag fluttered on the flagpole standing on the martial arts stage.
The whole audience was solemn.
Yuan Gang clenched his right fist, grasped the emblem tightly, and placed it on his heart. His left hand rested on the hilt of the straight knife at his waist. A low and grand voice echoed throughout the training ground.
"I, Yuan Gang, swear an oath under the red flag of Daxia..."
At the same time, everyone held the emblem in their right hands, placed it in front of their chests, held the hilt of the knife with their left hands, and spoke in a majestic manner.
"I am Wang Li..."
"I am Li Shaoguang..."
"I am Wen Qingqing..."
"I am Deng Wei..."
"I am Li Liang..."
"I am Cao Yuan..."
"I am Baili Tuming..."
"I am Lin Qiye..."
"… "
In the end, everyone's voices merged into one sentence.
"—Swear an oath under the red flag of Great Xia!"
Yuan Gang continued: "If the dark night finally comes!"
"—If the dark night finally comes!"
"I will stand before millions of people!"
"—I will stand before millions of people!"
"Draw your sword across the abyss!"
"—Draw your sword to the abyss!"
"Bloodstained Sky!!"
"—Bloodstained Sky!!"
They clenched their fists tightly, with excitement, determination and fortitude in their eyes. These four lines of words will be forever engraved in their hearts, just like they would be engraved on their knives.
The young silkworms finally break out of their cocoons, and from this moment on, they become night watchmen.
Maybe growing up is that simple.
…
"gone."
"gone."
"I'm leaving too..."
"Take care, and be sure to come see me next time!"
"Hahaha, don't worry, I'll treat you to a drink then!"
"Lao Wang! Don't die! Do you hear me?!"
"Damn it, I'm tougher than you. How can I die so easily? When I become the captain in two years, I'll buy you a drink!"
"… "
In the dormitory building, one familiar figure after another dragged their luggage, suppressed their reluctance, and said goodbye to each other with laughter and scolding.
After a year-long reunion, it is finally time to say goodbye.
"Qiye, I'm leaving." Outside the door, Cao Yuan dragged his suitcase and looked at Lin Qiye seriously, "Remember to find me in Huaihai City."
Lin Qiye smiled and said, "Don't worry, be careful on the road.
"Wuuuu... Qiye, I'm leaving too. Don't miss me without me to sleep with you!" Baili Pangpang said reluctantly with red eyes and several bodyguards following behind him to carry his luggage.
"Don't say something that could be misunderstood." Lin Qiye sighed helplessly, "After returning to Guangzhou and Shenyang, don't be too indulgent, otherwise it will be easy to get into trouble during the battle."
"Don't worry, I know what's going on." Baili Pangpang patted his chest, "You must come to Guangzhou and Shenzhen to visit me. As long as you make a phone call, a private jet, a five-star hotel, a beautiful sister... I guarantee that everything will be arranged for you!"
Lin Qiye said with a smile: "I know, I will go."
Baili Pangpang led the bodyguards, looking back every few steps, and then, as if he had thought of something, he shouted to Lin Qiye from a distance:
"By the way, I put your things under the bed for you, remember to take them!"
Lin Qiye was stunned for a moment, and waited until Baili Pangpang walked away. He returned to the dormitory and took out a huge gift box from under the bed...
A box full of Rolexes.
"This brat..." Lin Qiye cursed with a smile, and after hesitating for a moment, he solemnly put it into the suitcase.
He stood up, took one last look at the dormitory, and walked outside, dragging his pink Peppa Pig suitcase.
Gradually, fewer and fewer people walked out of the training camp, and the dormitory building became emptier and emptier. Before anyone knew it, the entire training camp had fallen into deathly silence.
The dim sunlight sprinkled on the training ground, and the empty training camp revealed a faint sadness.
Dormitory building, canteen, shooting range, training ground...
The familiar building retreated little by little, and soon after, Lin Qiye, dragging his suitcase, returned to the door of the big iron gate.
He looked up at the big words on the iron door, and the scene of the first time he walked through this door reappeared in his mind...
"Let's go." He murmured, dragging his suitcase and walking out the door.
This is the No. 039 recruit training base, where he spent a year.
He is the first recruit here.
He was the last night watchman to leave here.