After Marking Commander O, I was Forced to a Flash Marriage

Chapter 77

Jing Zhuo adjusted his glasses.

“The duration of this match will not be as long as the first one, so please manage your time wisely.”

Many students breathed a sigh of relief. If every match were as long as the one at the Eastern Military Academy, it would be exhausting both physically and mentally.

Jing Zhuo continued without pause, flipping through the documents in his hands.

“Thirdly, according to the principle of prioritizing life, if one person from each team survives, they earn one point.

“In other words, a complete team can earn five points simply by surviving until the end of the match, even if they haven’t found the target.

“Similar to the previous match, if any issues arise, you can use your terminals to notify the league’s rescue team, and we will provide assistance promptly. Additionally, you can communicate within the venue using your devices; we have blocked outside signals, so you won’t be able to call anyone outside.

“Regarding the scoring, the points for the targets can be cumulative.

“That is, a team can earn points for up to four targets, totaling twenty points.

“In the best-case scenario, when a complete team secures all four targets and finishes the match, they can earn twenty-five points.”

A wave of murmurs swept through the crowd.

Some teams had already glanced toward the Northern Military Academy, starting to whisper among themselves—clearly, with this new information, the Northern Military Academy’s lead of just ten points didn’t seem significant anymore.

Winning the second match could completely overturn the results of the first!

“The rules are as stated. Are there any questions?”

Jing Zhuo closed the list in his hands.

No one spoke up.

“Since there are no questions, you can prepare to depart.

“I hope all of you will demonstrate the spirit and caliber expected of the finest students from each military academy during this competition, overcoming challenges through teamwork to achieve the scores you deserve.”

Jing Zhuo glanced at his watch and nodded.

Ren Qingqiu checked her watch as well; it was exactly ten minutes—not a second more, not a second less.

This must be the time Jing Zhuo had planned for his briefing.

“Well then—”

Jing Zhuo adjusted his glasses, signaling for the large door behind him to be opened. Light flooded into the venue, revealing four large military vehicles to everyone.