The vibrant code numbers rose to the sky one by one... The student body seemed to have just adapted to military academy life, and in the training field, the enthusiasm of the many officers and soldiers for training was as fiery as ever, in no way dampened by the slack performance of the logistics troops.

Training is a controlled art of work and rest, it does not happen just as one wishes. Countless instructors, although they did not say anything explicitly, were ready to give the logistics team a vivid lesson in training through their actions.

"Assembly. Dismissal. Assembly..."

During the running exercise for the logistics department, countless teams were dismissed and reassembled, only to be dismissed again minutes later.

Half an hour was neither short nor long. During this time, the pace of the logistics students never paused...

In this era of genetic transformation and technological explosions, the human physique has undergone a great leap, and running a kilometer is not difficult. However, running with a load certainly can't be compared to it. Moreover, these students are just fresh in the military academy. Half an hour later, students with insufficient stamina began to fall behind.

"Look, I told you, these guys just can't make it." Far away, several students from the field training department did not stop discussing, some even whistled towards the logistics team in a blatant and unchecked manner...

"Damn it, don't drag me back, keep up, keep up." The usually calm and composed Elvis unexpectedly erupted with a coarse remark. For some reason, a surge of anger suddenly welled up in his heart. People should take pride in their appearance, and he didn't want to hear any talk or critique from those jerks. Let's do it! The logistics soldiers have been standing in military posture all morning for everyone to see. They trained more, not less, than those idiots. What right do they have to boast?

"Captain, I really, really can't run anymore." A female student's interrupted speech came from behind. At this moment, it was their third lap around the large playground.

Balun grabbed the corner of the girl's clothing, almost startling her into a scream. The next second, this towering figure of 1.95 meters unfolded the girl's load and effortlessly hoisted her on his own back.

"Thank you."

"Don't chat, use your strength to hold up and run faster."

"Yes, captain."

During the run, a student stumbles and is instantly lifted up by the brother in the row behind. During the run, the camouflage uniforms dampened by sweat are repeatedly dried and stained with white streaks... Their lungs are filled with the scent of scorched earth, their throats burning like a fire, desperately sucking in precious air before quickly exhaling it.

This team didn't know when they would reach the finish line. They were resolute, the only thing in their hearts was the stubborn refusal to admit defeat, insisting that they would rather give it their all.

The instructor had only promised one thing: those who go through his training might not be able to become the king of soldiers, but they would certainly be sought after by various departments. At that time, if they wanted to beat up the Special Forces Department, they would still have more than enough strength to do so. This process might take up to three months. It was this prospect that made them resolute in seeing it through.

Just as the team was on its fourth lap of the field, Feng Yi called to a halt: "You did well. There will be a 20-minute break. Assemble on time after 20 minutes. For those who are late..." As he said this, he wore the typical warm smile of a man: "You all are brave soldiers, I think no one is going to be late—Dismissal will be in one minute."

A few seconds later, most of the people who had just been dismissed sat on the ground. Compared to the long run, the morning's military form didn't seem like much. What else could they need to do during break time? They would rather use this time to rest.

Within the team, there were several energetic guys. "Let's go, let's go have a smoke."

"If you're confident in your lung capacity, you can follow them. Just don't let anyone catch you. I didn't see anything." Feng Yi's remark, directed away from them while looking off in the distance, reached every person present clearly.

Several girls giggled. They considered their instructor to be cunning and convincing, definitely a talent. One of them asked: "Instructor, can we have your phone number?"

"I don't have such a thing. So, what do you want to do?"

The girl's face turned red: "Well, of course, if there's something we don't understand, we can ask you—for example, why are you so strong?"

"Hah, well... My growth environment was full of hardships, yet it was also a season of harvest, just like you all are now."

Another male student chimed in: "With the instructor's strength, can you also roam through various skyscrapers?"

"Pretty much."

"Dear God! It turns out the rumors about the super soldier are true. How is that possible?"

Feng Yi just smiled and shook his head without elaborating...

With the current human physique and neurological reactions, persistent effort could make a person jump ten meters or even more, just like a frog jumping in the air, using short bursts of explosive power and the speed to rip through the air. Living on the Colonial Planet with its eight times gravity, he had constantly tempered his body, and could naturally roam through the skyscrapers with ease. He might not be able to tear through a Mecha with his bare hands, but with his dense bone structure, he could easily break through steel armor with a single blow.

Snap!

Just as the instructor snapped his fingers, the whole platoon assembled in less than ten seconds. In the shocked eyes of the other students, the logistics soldiers continued their loaded run.

"For fuck's sake, why are they starting again?"

"Who knows? Are these guys seriously risking their lives?" A group of people in the distance were shouting in disbelief, unable to believe that the lax logistics soldiers could show such determined resolve.

Observing this situation, the instructors were flabbergasted. At this rate, in a few days, the quality of their soldiers would be surpassed, which would be a bitter pill for them to swallow.

"Assemble, assemble..." With a whistle from the instructor, no one was allowed to rest. All were to be trained together. In truth, with Feng Yi's way of stirring things up, everyone felt the training atmosphere was quite lively.

However, while the logistics department only run, the other students performed a variety of training exercises under the orders of the instructors. Feng Yi's unconventional training methods could quickly improve average abilities in a short time, but these were just basic skills. As an all-round warrior, he hoped that each soldier could touch up on different aspects. The complex and intricate systems of the modern battlefield were never simple.

As evening approached and the sun set in the west, the panoramic mapping instrument displayed a scene of half the sky dyed red by the setting sun. The straight figures of the soldiers lined up... Everyone could not remember how much sweat had been shed, nor how they had endured to this point, they had even forgotten about the time. It was not until a buzzing sound swept across the training field, followed by consecutive whistles from the instructor, that the students collapsed on the ground, completely drained.

Feng Yi, standing with his hands behind his back, did not leave nor speak. His bright eyes were fixed on the reddish sky... This was a moment to remember, and the time for the students to reap the rewards of their hard work.

On the faces of the men and women who had fallen to the ground, there were smiles of satisfaction.

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