"Just admit it. Women's physical strength and endurance aren't as good as men's, so don't waste your energy trying to form a female soldier squad." Yang Zepeng spoke proudly.
"Hmph, just wait and see. If the North can do it, so can I." Mingyu huffed indignantly.
"Actually, fighting doesn't necessarily rely on physical strength. If you know how to use a pound to deflect a thousand, even a small amount of strength can make a difference." Zhou Ying spoke up.
"A pound of strength?" Mingyu lowered her head and fell into deep thought.
"Just like the scale we usually use, a small scale with a counterweight can weigh up to two hundred pounds."
Yang Zepeng looked at Zhou Ying thoughtfully.
At this moment, someone came over and told them it was time for lunch.
The group of people left the training grounds. Because Madam Consort An had not woken up, it was just Consort An accompanying them for lunch.
