Chapter 897
Chapter 897: Episode 059 Flossie Gets Beaten (1)_1
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Just as Drake Easton said, ten kilometers was merely a warmup.
After the run, everyone was given a sandbag, weighing five kilograms, to carry twenty-four hours a day.
Immediately following, they ran back and forth fifty times carrying bricks, did five sets of 500, four hundred-meter obstacle courses back and forth twenty times, and a ten-kilometer armed swim.
By the time all the events were over, daylight had fully broken.
At the same time—
In the simple physical training, the contrast between the veteran soldiers and the new recruits was particularly stark.
Veteran soldiers had built their foundation with years of training, while new recruits, no matter how hardworking, except for those with a background, would find it difficult to reach the veterans’ level within just a few months.
Therefore, among the veterans, only a few fell behind.
But for the new recruits, the situation was the complete opposite.
Only a small part could keep up with the group, especially the female soldiers, who, except for a few, were mostly lagging behind.
At seven-thirty in the morning, the last batch of recruits finished their events, while those who completed first had already rested.
Flossie Wright and Becca Reyes were among the last, but they made it ahead of some others.
Once everyone had arrived, they started to gather, led by Drake Easton in a grand procession into the canteen for breakfast.
After four and a half hours of non-stop training, most people had squeezed out their last bit of strength and had hardly any energy left to even stand in the canteen.
"Hey, look."
During a break in the meal, Becca Reyes, having recovered a bit of energy, nudged Flossie Wright’s arm while eating a steamed bun and pointed to a seat not far away.
Flossie Wright was drinking porridge.
Feeling the nudge, she looked in the direction Becca Reyes was pointing.
It was Mariana Buck.
She was sitting in the corner, eating a bun slowly and methodically, while most of the others around her appeared exhausted and limp, but she seemed calm and collected, showing no signs of fatigue.
After just a glance, Flossie Wright looked away and scanned the entire canteen.
There were quite a few others who were just as relaxed as Mariana Buck.
Most of them were veterans.
Among them was Jessie Grain.
"The gap is huge."
Becca Reyes remarked, not forgetting to stuff food into her mouth.
"We can catch up," Flossie Wright replied indifferently, without showing it.
Their foundation was naturally deficient, and in such situations, it was inevitable to fall behind others.
However, physical fitness was not an innate shortcoming. Although the foundation was important, they were still in their early twenties, and catching up was not a big challenge as long as they had enough perseverance.
Becca Reyes nodded thoughtfully.
The presence of veteran soldiers indeed gave her a sense of crisis and threat. That overpowering suppression built a certain pressure in her heart.
It was better to spend time trying to catch up than to worry.
This is really tough.
Eating the steamed buns without relishing them, Becca Reyes nevertheless continued to push food into her stomach to store energy.
There was no choice; a fierce battle awaited them during the day.
"Flossie Wright."
With two minutes left before the meal ended, Jocelyn Carrington approached Flossie Wright while biting into a steamed bun.
Flossie Wright finished her last sip of porridge.
"What’s the training for today?" Jocelyn Carrington asked.
After the morning assembly, Drake Easton distributed a set of training plans to the captains, delineating the training schedule for the coming week clearly and allowing them to prepare mentally.
And the reason for setting just one week’s plan was likely because the training schedule could change at any time.
— End of Chapter 897 —