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

On the training ground of the training camp, chief instructor Sean had just finished explaining the rules in general terms.

He waved his hand and roared, "Next is our training camp's appetizer. Everyone, fully armed, carrying 40 kilograms of weight, begin the armed cross-country race!"

"There's no end, no rest, and no destination. Get moving, rookies!"

Sean's decisiveness caught all the soldiers off guard.

"What the hell? It's starting already?" the soldiers muttered to themselves.

But the soldiers present were the elite among the elite, and the rule of obeying orders had long been engraved in their bones.

So everyone began to arm themselves and prepare to meet this sudden challenge.

At this moment, Li Fan stood up and shouted, "Report!"

Sean's face was filled with anger. He jumped off the platform and came to Li Fan. He gritted his teeth and said loudly:

"Damn, where did this bitch come from? Are you going to question it?!"

Li Fan ignored the saliva that Sean sprayed on his face and said lightly:

"Instructor, I think the 40-jin weight is too easy. I want to add another 60-jin weight!"

After hearing Li Fan's request, even the experienced Sean couldn't help but have a second of doubt on his face.

But then he roared:

"Someone, come here! Give this clueless No. 66 some shocking news!"

"We don't have anything else here, but we have plenty of iron! Want to push your limits? I'll satisfy you!"

After saying that, he turned and left.

Li Fan's actions immediately shocked all the soldiers present.

They opened their eyes wide, their faces filled with disbelief.

Soldiers from different countries had all kinds of thoughts in their minds.

A soldier from Country D secretly exclaimed, "Is this guy crazy? How can he possibly carry a hundred kilograms of weight?"

The Japanese soldier Ono Saburo shook his head and thought to himself, "This guy is too arrogant. He will suffer in the end."

"Carrying a hundred pounds of weight is like carrying a woman and running wildly, and this is on sand. Who are you kidding?"

The American soldier Jack was even more disdainful.

He thought disdainfully in his heart: "You kid from the East, you really don't know how to live or die. Let's see how you cry and beg for mercy later."

When everyone was ready, Sean patted the driver beside him, who understood and stepped on the accelerator, sounding the horn for training.

Li Fan took the lead and rushed to the front of the team.

His steps were firm and powerful, as if the 100 kilograms weight on his back was nothing to him.

Seeing this, Zhuang Yan followed Li Fan silently.

This was something they had discussed before they took action. Li Fan came to break the wind, allowing Zhuang Yan to walk more easily.

Although Zhuang Yan is also an elite member of the Wolf Fang, he has only been in the team for a short time and his physical fitness is still lacking.

Seeing this, American soldier Jack was equally unwilling to be outdone. He ran beside Li Fan with a relaxed look and continued to provoke him:

"An Eastern monkey is carrying a hundred kilograms. Can your frail body handle it?"

Li Fan turned his head to look at him, without saying anything, but responded with a disdainful whisper: "Fuck!"

Li Fan ran at the front of the team, his breathing steady and his eyes firm.

Every step he took on the ground seemed to carry an unstoppable force.

His body remained well coordinated despite the heavy load, as if it had become one with the land.

Chief instructor Sean was sitting in the car and was full of disdain for Li Fan at first.

He thought that this arrogant guy would soon be crushed by the heavy weight and quit training in disgrace.

However, as time went on, Li Fan always maintained a steady pace, without even the slightest sign of fatigue.

An expression of disbelief gradually appeared on Sean's face.

He began to reassess the soldier from the East, secretly surprised: "What kind of monster is this guy? A hundred kilograms of weight has no effect on him at all."

During the long cross-country journey, most people were quickly left far behind.

They were panting, sweating profusely, and taking heavy steps with difficulty.

Li Fan, Zhuang Yan, Jack and a few others kept close to Sean's car and were never far away from him.

As time goes by, this endless run becomes more and more difficult.

The sun was high in the sky, and the scorching sunlight mercilessly fell on the soldiers.

Sweat soaked their clothes and their heavy breathing echoed in the air.

But Li Fan still showed no sign of retreating, his eyes were full of determination and persistence.

Finally, the cross-country training is over.

The moment Li Fan stopped, the air around him seemed to freeze.

The other contestants looked at Li Fan with shocked expressions on their faces.

"Monster!" a soldier couldn't help but whisper.

"This guy is simply a devil!" Another soldier widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

"He is like a perpetual motion machine, tireless." Someone else exclaimed.

Although American soldier Jack persevered to the end, his face no longer had the ease and provocation he had before.

He looked at Li Fan, his eyes filled with complex emotions, including surprise, admiration, and a hint of unwillingness.

Zhuang Yan stood beside Li Fan. Although he was also very tired, his heart was filled with pride.

He knew that they had demonstrated their strength in the first battle of this training camp and let soldiers from other countries see their strength.

Chief instructor Sean got out of the car and looked at Li Fan with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

He had to admit that this soldier, whom he initially regarded as arrogant, had proved his strength through actual actions.

But he did not show much emotion, just said lightly:

"Today is just the beginning. There are more difficult challenges waiting for you."

Everyone started running when the sun was about to set and did not stop until darkness completely enveloped the earth.

This training session made the soldiers exhausted and some even fainted.

Those soldiers who collapsed due to exhaustion lost their qualifications to continue training after being rescued.

The eliminated soldiers were filled with bitterness.

They looked at other comrades who were still holding on, with resentment and loss in their eyes.

As they placed their helmets under their respective national flags, they were filled with shame.

Some people shed tears silently, regretting why they didn't persist!

If I had persisted a little longer, would the ending have been different?

No one knows, at least not them!

Some people burst into tears, feeling that they had failed the country's expectations.

They knew that from this moment on, they would be the losers of the training camp and their country would be disgraced by their failure.