Chapter 1683
Chapter 1683: Why Lose? (5)
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Cassie Ferguson’s gaze turned fierce.
At the same time, Flossie Wright put her fingers to her lips and blew a sharp whistle.
As the sound fell, the rest of the team, who had been maintaining their rhythm, unanimously quickened their rowing pace.
"One, two, one, one, two, one—"
Devina Millet, who was calling out slogans, also wisely increased the speed.
In the blink of an eye, the third group’s rubber boat surged forward, leaving the fourth group far behind.
Even the onlookers on the shore couldn’t help but cheer for such speed.
Joshua Bailey’s expression was one of astonishment.
This speed was really unexpected.
With this speed, the outcome was foreseeable.
When the third group reached the finish line, the fourth group was still struggling in the middle, trying their best to paddle back.
The six members of the third group got ashore, looking amused, waiting for the fourth group to arrive.
"Flossie, did we win?"
Standing next to Flossie Wright, Iris Dukes asked with a smile.
Flossie Wright nodded.
"Aren’t we a great team?" Iris Dukes continued to ask.
𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖
Flossie Wright responded again.
Their teamwork was average, but unity was more important, acting in cooperation rather than vying to showcase individual strength.
The crux of rowing training is unity and cooperation.
Admittedly, they were a difficult bunch, but together, they were extremely cooperative.
Iris Dukes, gratified by the affirmation, grinned foolishly.
"Come here," Devina Millet forcefully pulled Iris Dukes over, pointing at her nose, "I told you, stay away from her, or you’ll be sold off without knowing!"
Iris Dukes pushed her finger away, laughing playfully.
Devina Millet, unwilling to say more, just rolled her eyes hard.
After waiting for a while, the fourth group, biting their teeth as they rowed, finally brought their rubber boat ashore.
But the result was obvious.
So, when the fourth group went upstairs, they all wore sullen expressions, with Cassie Ferguson as their captain trailing behind, having no intention of acknowledging them.
Cassie Ferguson walked last, and as she passed Flossie Wright, she gave her a cold look before walking away.
Flossie Wright had no intention of acknowledging her.
Those who finished the race veered aside, those who hadn’t competed moved forward.
After two rounds of female soldiers, it was time for the fifth group of female soldiers to compete against the sixth group of male soldiers.
The fifth group was led by Jo King.
Logically, female soldiers versus male soldiers put them at a physical disadvantage.
This was Jo King leading the team.
From the moment she appeared until now, Jo King, who’s never had a point deducted, demonstrated to all trainees with her strength that her exceptional assignment here was backed by absolute capability.
Almost inevitably, the fifth group led by Jo King defeated the ambitious members of the sixth group.
The other side was furious enough to want to curse.
Of course, in Jo King’s presence, they didn’t dare utter a single foul word.
Quite a number of male trainees genuinely began to admire Jo King’s strength.
An hour later.
The final competition between the last two groups concluded with Joshua Bailey’s whistle.
"Victors and losers, line up separately."
Holding the megaphone, Joshua Bailey shouted.
And the resounding word "losers" mercilessly slapped the faces of the defeated.
The atmosphere between the victors and the losers was markedly different.
"You, rest where you are."
After the two lines had been arranged, Joshua Bailey pointed to the victorious team.
Immediately, cheers erupted from the victorious team.
In contrast, the expressions of the defeated team grew even more sour.
Leisurely, Joshua Bailey approached the defeated team.
"Six captains, step forward!"
Scanning the team with his eyes, Joshua Bailey raised his voice.
Despite the unwillingness in their hearts, orders took precedence, face was secondary, and they had no choice but to step out of the ranks as losers, under many watchful eyes.
"Teams formed at random have equivalent strength, you lost, and some groups lost quite badly," Joshua Bailey said sternly, holding the megaphone, "usually, I don’t need your excuses, failure is failure, there are no excuses! But this time, as leaders, you need to reflect carefully on what mistakes you made during the competition, what led to your failure!"
— End of Chapter 1683 —