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

After the appetizers, Sean, with a sly smile on his face, served the main course of today's training camp - extreme strength training.

He asked the soldiers to carry a 40-kilogram load and do push-ups with their fists on the soft ground, but he did not specify the specific number.

"1, 2, 3..." Under the illumination of the searchlight, all the soldiers gritted their teeth, tried their best to keep up with Sean's rhythm, squeezed the last bit of strength in their arms, and did push-ups with difficulty.

Carrying a 40-kilogram load and running almost non-stop in the afternoon, they are now exhausted.

There were expressions of pain on the soldiers' faces.

Their sweat kept dripping onto the ground, soaking the soil.

Every push-up felt like a tough battle, their arms were shaking and their muscles were sore, but they didn't dare stop.

They know that in this training camp, only persistence can help them survive.

Li Fan seemed relatively relaxed.

His movements were standard and powerful, as if he was not affected by fatigue.

When the other soldiers saw Li Fan's performance, question marks kept popping up in their minds.

They didn't understand why this man who had run for so long carrying a hundred kilograms of weight could now cope with these trainings so easily.

Aren't his arms sore? Aren't they tired?

Gradually, these soldiers began to respect Li Fan.

At the same time, he secretly encouraged himself in his heart not to lose to this soldier from the East.

Zhuang Yan also showed strong willpower.

Although he was not as relaxed as Li Fan, he never gave up.

His eyes were determined and every push-up was full of strength!

The other soldiers were also amazed at Zhuang Yan. They saw a true warrior, a man who fought for the honor of his country.

When Sean finally said the words "training is over", everyone's faces were filled with joy.

Although their hands were still shaking, they finally got through it.

Sean waved his hand, and immediately two instructors came forward, threw a potato pancake on the ground, and said coldly:

"This is your three meals a day. I'm very poor and can't provide you with luxury food."

"Besides, in my opinion, your strength doesn't even deserve to enjoy better food!"

Sean's words made the soldiers present feel humiliated.

They looked at the simple potato pancake on the ground, their hearts filled with dissatisfaction.

They are all elite soldiers from various countries. They come here to receive the most rigorous training and win glory for their country.

But they didn't expect that they would have to eat such simple food here.

After such an intense training program, you only get a piece of meaningless potato pancake?

What a fool!

Japanese soldier Saburo Ono was the first to stand up and protest.

He said angrily: "This is an insult to our dignity! We are soldiers, not beggars! We deserve better treatment!"

"We've persevered through an entire afternoon of intense training. If we don't get the proper energy replenishment and get injured, can you take responsibility?!"

Ono Saburo's protest resonated with other soldiers, but they also knew that in this training camp, protesting could have more serious consequences.

After all, they now have no names, let alone so-called positions.

Sean spread his hands and said innocently, "Don't want to eat? You can just go away!"

Then he walked up to Ono Saburo, picked up the potato pancake, and slammed it hard in his face, roaring fiercely:

"Either you throw away your so-called dignity and character, or you take down your helmet under the flag! Son of a bitch, you're the first to protest!"

Saburo Ono was insulted by Sean, but he didn't dare to talk back to him. The latter was right. In this training camp, Sean was the only rule!

With Saburo Ono as a negative example, the other soldiers, even though they were resentful, still silently picked up the potato pancake.

Looking at the dry food in their hands, the soldiers showed a look of pain on their faces.

Some people frowned, as if they were looking at something scary.

Some people pursed their lips, looking reluctant.

A soldier slowly brought the potato pancake to his mouth, took a small bite, and immediately showed an uncomfortable expression.

The rough texture and bland taste almost made him vomit, but he forced himself to swallow it.

Every swallow was like a torture. His throat seemed to be blocked by something and was moving with difficulty.

The other soldier closed his eyes, as if he was making some difficult decision.

Then he took a big bite, but choked and started coughing.

Tears welled up in his eyes, and he didn't know whether it was because of discomfort or grievance.

Li Fan looked at the potato pancake in his hand and felt a little helpless.

But he knew that in this place, there was no choice.

He took a bite, and although it tasted bad, he still tried hard to swallow it.

He told himself that this was for survival, to complete the task, and more importantly, to ensure competition with others!

Zhuang Yan also ate the potato pancakes with great difficulty.

His expression was serious and his eyes revealed determination.

He knew that this was a challenge they had to face and that training could not be affected by food issues.

At this moment, a Japanese soldier named Yamada suddenly stood up, threw the potato pancake in his hand to the ground with an angry look on his face, and stepped on it a few times.

He shouted, "How can I eat this? I'd rather starve to death than eat it!"

This action immediately shocked the surrounding soldiers. Everyone stopped eating and looked at Yamada.

Sean heard the noise, turned around, and saw the crushed potato pancakes on the ground and Yamada with an angry face.

His face turned gloomy in an instant, and there was a fierce light in his eyes.

Sean strode up to Yamada and without saying a word, punched Yamada in the face.

Yamada was knocked to the ground by the sudden punch, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Sean didn't give up. He grabbed Yamada's collar, lifted him up, and then punched him several times.

Yamada groaned in pain, but Sean showed no sign of stopping.

"Who do you think you are? You have no privileges here!" Sean roared.

After the fight, Sean picked up the crushed potato pancakes on the ground and stuffed them into Yamada's mouth along with the dirt.

"Eat it! This is your only choice!" Sean roared.

Yamada's face was full of horror and he wanted to resist, but under Sean's strong pressure, he couldn't move at all.

He was forced to open his mouth and let Sean stuff the potato pancake covered in dirt into his mouth.

The surrounding soldiers watched this scene with fear in their hearts.

They knew that in this training camp, the consequences of disobeying orders were very serious.

After the soldiers finished eating the potato pancakes, they went into the tent.

Privately, they expressed their dissatisfaction with the instructors.

"What kind of food is this? Even dogs won't eat it!" a soldier complained.

"We can't replenish the energy we consume. How can we continue training like this?" another soldier said.

"These beastly instructors don't treat us as human beings at all!" someone else cursed angrily.

But they also know that complaining is useless.

They can only endure silently and wait for the next challenge.

In this training camp, they must learn to adapt to the harsh environment. Only in this way can they become true elite soldiers.