Troop Six's commander was about to die from exhaustion.
He had joined the training personally, but he nearly died from dehydration after going through the obstacles and he was still lying on the bed and hooked up to oxygen.
"That's all you guys are made of?"
The wolves were also covered with sweat, but their breathing was very stable. They were completely different from the soldiers who looked like they were about to puke their lungs out.
"Didn't you guys seem so confident that you can last the training?"
"You want to become special troop soldiers like this? Dream on!"
"3,000 push-ups! Those who can't do it can get lost now!"
"Who said you could rest? Would an enemy let you rest? Stand up! Keep running!"
"If you can't do it, then forget it! At most you'd just get laughed at! So if your skin is thick enough, you'll be fine!"
All the mercenary soldiers felt like they were about to vomit blood soon.
Their bodies had to suffer so much torture from the training and were already on the brink of breaking down physically and mentally, and on top of that, they had to endure the taunting of the wolves.
That was even harder to bear than the pain in their bodies!
"Men cannot say that they can't do it! Can you do it?"
Number Five squatted down and looked at Badis working hard on his push-ups.
"Yes!" roared Badis. His entire body was tense and every inch of him was trembling violently.
“Can you do it or not?!" Number Five roared at him again.
"YES!" Badis had a resolute look in his eyes and used all his energy to make sure he didn't shout any softer than Number Five did.
He had seen how formidable these wolves were.
They were no match for the wolves at all.
These wolves were real grim reapers and real warriors, while he...was way off from them!
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