"Ah, quite an eyesore, the yearly service medal is gone, good riddance!"
Upstairs, as they watched Wang Ye board the car, some of the soldiers in the same unit whispered with a hint of nostalgia.
"It's a good thing we often wear our training uniforms. If he had been parading around in this outfit more often before, it would have been even more conspicuous!" someone added.
In the next moment, another person chuckled softly, "Hehe, we're actually not so bad off. We're not officers, after all. If he had worn it regularly before, it would have been even tougher on the platoon and company commanders!"
"Haha! That's true!"
...
Wang Ye's departure didn't evoke a strong sense of sadness in the Second Platoon. After all, he wasn't retiring from the military.
In fact, except for First Platoon, the soldiers from other platoons secretly rejoiced at his departure.
That eccentric guy wasn't much of a team player.