The instructor's expression darkened.
What he hated the most in his life was soldiers who gave up halfway. They were no different from deserters!
"Get up." He stood at Du Yan's feet, his voice unbelievably cold.
Du Yan couldn't help but shiver. She struggled to get up from the ground and complained, "Instructor, I really can't run anymore! It's all because of Shi Man that our running rhythm was disrupted. Otherwise, I could have run three kilometers!"
The instructor looked at her coldly and said with a serious expression, "You can't finish running yourself. If you want to stay on the ground and not leave, what has it got to do with others?"
Du Yan pouted aggrievedly, but she didn't care.
