My grandfather's mother Li Yunlong beat up Langya at the beginning

In the northwestern Gobi Desert, which is as hot as a huge steamer, the strong wind is like a naughty little devil, whistling past from time to time.

Shocked by the sharpshooter chief instructor Li Fan, those rebellious soldiers became like tamed wild horses and obediently accepted all kinds of training.

Instructor Coyote stood in front of a group of trainees carrying ten-kilogram loads and shouted, "Boys, today we're running towards the foot of the mountain. These ten-kilogram loads are the stepping stones of your growth. Whoever lags behind will miss out on dinner!"

Shi Sanba looked at the weight on his back and said with a bitter face, "Instructor, these ten kilograms are like carrying a small mountain. I feel like I'm about to be crushed into a meat pie."

The coyote instructor glared at him. "Hmph, you can't handle this? The enemy won't show mercy to you on the battlefield. This little weight is nothing. If you were really on the battlefield, you might be carrying the lives of your comrades. How can you still complain about it being too heavy?"

While adjusting the weight on his back, Shao Bing joked, "Sanba, don't be as slow as a snail, or Instructor Coyote will use you as a punching bag."

Shi Sanba retorted unconvincedly: "You are the snail. I can definitely run ahead of you."

Yu Fei muttered quietly to the side: "I feel like a mule carrying a heavy load now, but mules have their own stubbornness. I will definitely be able to hold on."

Ban Zhuan chuckled beside him and said, "Don't let your mule collapse halfway, or I won't be able to drag your 'cargo' to the foot of the mountain."

Instructor Coyote looked at the group of troublemakers and shouted, "Stop talking nonsense and move on!"

Led by the coyote, the troublemakers began a difficult run.

At the beginning, everyone was able to maintain a certain formation, but after running not far, the distance between them began to widen.

Shi Sanba ran out of breath, feeling like he was stepping on cotton with every step. His sweat kept dripping down like beads from a broken string. He muttered, "This is really killing me! I feel like my legs are not my own."

Although Shao Bing was also very tired, he did not forget to encourage Shi Sanba: "Sanba, hold on. Look at the foot of the mountain ahead. It's like a victory flag waving to us. If you give up now, you will become a laughing stock."

Leng Feng was running in the front. Although his steps were a bit heavy, there was a determination in his eyes.

He looked back at his comrades behind him and shouted, "Brothers, come on, we are the best, we can't lose to this ten-kilogram thing."

The coyote instructor ran beside the team, yelling from time to time: "Run faster, everyone! Do you think this is a stroll?"

During this arduous running process, although the troublemakers complained bitterly, no one wanted to give up. They were like a group of travelers looking for an oasis in the desert, running firmly towards the foot of the distant mountain.

In a tent, Li Fan and instructor Li Xuan were carefully discussing the details of tomorrow's forced march.

Li Fan's slender finger pointed at a mountain range on the map. The mountain range was like a winding dragon, extremely steep.

He frowned and asked, "The terrain here is as rugged as a devil's territory. Have you arranged for medical personnel?"

Li Xuan smiled, a smile that was like the warm sun in winter, reassuring. He replied, "Don't worry, medical staff will accompany us throughout tomorrow. The Northwest Military Region has even sent a helicopter. This helicopter is like an airborne guard on standby at all times. In the event of an emergency, it can also escort the troublemakers to seek medical treatment!"

Li Fan's worried expression eased considerably after hearing this. He leaned back in his chair like a relaxed cheetah and slowly said, "According to the meteorological department's forecast, there will be strong winds tomorrow. When strong winds blow, visibility will be greatly reduced, and the risk factor will greatly increase."

"This 50-kilometer forced march is like a big test for the tough guys. It's a test of their training results and a test of their ability to cope with extreme conditions!"

Li Xuan nodded. "Yes, although these troublemakers are naughty, their potential is like a treasure buried underground, waiting for this forced march to unleash their potential."

Early the next morning, the sun was still hanging lazily in the sky like a sleepy child.

Li Fan deliberately did not arrange any morning training content, but instead let the troublemakers have a good breakfast.

The troublemakers were like a group of hungry wolves, devouring all the food in no time at all, and then carefully packed up their equipment.

As the departure time approached, Li Fan blew the assembly whistle.

With his hands behind his back, he stood as tall and straight as a pine tree. He said in a deep voice, "This 50-kilometer forced march is a test of your training results over this period, and it's also a test of your ability to handle extreme conditions!"

"Every 16 kilometers or so, there will be a checkpoint, including shooting, breaking through the encirclement, and weighted rock climbing."

"This is just like a level in a game, but this is a real test. This assessment is conducted in groups, do you understand?!"

"understand!"

The troublemakers shouted in unison, and the sound was so loud that the tent seemed to tremble slightly.

"Well, let's go!" With Li Fan's order, the troublemakers followed the team's marching pattern and the instructions on the map and ran quickly towards the distance.

On the vast Gobi Desert, six groups set off one after another like six arrows shot from a bow.

The first group led by Leng Feng took the lead. He was like a nimble cheetah, with a light body and powerful steps. Every step seemed to be calculated precisely, and he took steady steps on this sandy Gobi Desert.

His eyes were focused and determined, as if there was only the finish line of victory ahead and nothing around him could disturb him.

The players in the first group were no less impressive and followed closely behind him.

The first group led by Leng Feng always maintained a neat formation while running.

The coordination between them is like a precise machine, and every member knows his or her position and task.

When they encounter small sand dunes or rocks, they can quickly remind each other and change their routes without any confusion.

Other groups may encounter minor problems along the way, such as a member accidentally tripping over a rock. Although they quickly got up and continued on their way, they still lost some time.

Some groups spent more energy in adjusting their formation.

Leng Feng looked back at the team behind him while running and shouted, "Brothers, keep up the speed. We must keep the advantage."

His crew responded in unison, "Yes, Captain!"

The voices of the first group echoed across the Gobi Desert, full of strength and determination.