Chapter 1124
Chapter 1124: They Are Frogmen, Asking for More Votes (9)_1
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"No, I won’t add any."
Flossie Wright stared straight ahead, not even sparing a glance at her.
Too busy running to look at her.
In the past few months, her physical fitness had improved by leaps and bounds, and she ranked among the top female soldiers, but she hadn’t expected that Jessie Grain had been holding back her strength during the training for new recruits and hadn’t fully shown her capabilities.
She had been left far behind.
Naturally, Nancy Phillips, who could be an instructor, was not an average character.
But Flossie suddenly realized that she was not just a notch or two below these formidable figures.
She needed more time.
Seeing her calm and composed expression, Ella Pemberton pondered for a moment, her expression easing somewhat, "Is it okay to be this far behind?"
Maintaining a steady pace, Flossie Wright ran a few more steps before turning her head to look at her and asked, smiling, "If I’m this far behind, will I be eliminated?"
Ella Pemberton shook her head.
All three of them were participating in the selection, and although their capabilities varied, she believed that in the end, they would all qualify.
After all, even real snipers differ in skill.
She couldn’t expect the three of them to be equally outstanding.
She responded indifferently, too lazy to talk.
With her current pace having already exceeded her usual one, maintaining a steady speed was no small effort.
Receiving this indifferent response, Ella Pemberton was taken aback for a moment, but within a few seconds, she understood Flossie’s intention.
Sensible enough not to rush for quick success, she followed her own pace, unaffected by others.
This mental strength...
Even Ella Pemberton was astonished by it.
A full ten minutes later, Flossie Wright finally reached the destination.
By that time, Nancy Phillips and Jessie Grain had already rested up.
Ella Pemberton looked at the time and, without giving Flossie a chance to catch her breath, led them straight to the muddy ground.
From afar, they could smell waves of foul odor.
When Flossie finally reached there, despite her mental preparedness, her face changed color upon seeing the full picture.
It was ruthless!
Just as Ella Pemberton had mentioned, a mile of mud.
Filled with muck, even to the naked eye, there were traces of animal innards, and every few meters, an intense rotting smell hit them, mixed with the stench of the muddy earth.
All sorts of discomfort intertwined.
The stench reached new heights.
In comparison, the nauseating swamp during the new recruits’ selection training was nothing.
No comparison.
Not just Flossie Wright, but even Jessie Grain and Nancy Phillips, who had endured this kind of "torture" before, couldn’t help but have their expressions darken upon seeing it.
That sensation, truly soul-destroying.
Worthy of being savored all day by them.
"Come on," Ella Pemberton stood by the muddy ground, clapped her hands, and urged, "Don’t waste time."
The three paused for a few seconds, as if mentally preparing themselves.
Flossie Wright was the first to jump down.
She crawled forward quickly.
Following her was the competitive Nancy Phillips.
Jessie Grain, looking at them reluctantly, shook her head and struggled to follow.
As for Ella Pemberton, she watched from the side.
With a tinge of admiration in her expression.
Her team consisted of the elite among the elite, but from her past tests, very few could endure this mud under duress.
They would rather double their training.
Three days ago, when Nancy Phillips and Jessie Grain first encountered it, they had also hesitated for a while before they closed their eyes and reluctantly went in.
— End of Chapter 1124 —