This is Chen Yu's rule—no talking during meals.
Of course, this is also the rule in many military units, so they all honestly abided by it.
Mo Shangjun looked around and saw those disheveled people, not a spot on their bodies clean, covered in dirt and water stains, and even some black marks from who knows where; everyone had endured a morning's torture in the rain, their spirits were dejected, and even their eating motions were just stuffing food into their mouths. Some didn't even chew before swallowing to save time… Naturally, there were also those who fell asleep while eating.
The training intensity was indeed high, such that even Jun Shen and Du Wuwei, who were relatively outstanding, were in poor mental states.
Of course, it could also be due to the cold weather, with their clothes soaked, shivering all over.
Mo Shangjun strode towards Lin Mao and Yi Hui, who were standing guard nearby.
