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"Faster! Faster!"
Durant shouted harshly, his whip mercilessly snapping against the soldiers who fell behind.
Durant usually appeared gentle, but when it came to training, he was even stricter than Gang Le.
"Run faster! What are you dawdling for?"
Before he finished speaking, a soldier stumbled and fell to the ground.
The soldier panted heavily,
"Sir, I really can't run anymore. These things are too heavy... I really can't run anymore!"
"I order you to get up immediately!"
Durant looked down at him, questioned harshly,
"Baron, are you trying to quit?"
"Sir, you added another thirty pounds of bricks to our load, and the armor alone weighs over thirty pounds. We simply can't keep going!"
Baron showed a bitter expression, "We've already run five kilometers. Let us take a break..."
"Your goal is ten kilometers!"
Durant grabbed Baron's collar and yanked him up,
"If you can't hold on, I'll have to kick you out of the elite team!"
