"Alright... Alright… Company commander... I... I'm fine..."
On the grass beside the 400-meter obstacle course, Wang Ye lay flat on the ground.
At this moment, his hands firmly grasped the grass at his side, and his feet were stretched out.
He had no choice!
The rigorous massage from the military came once again.
"Haha, you rascal, still complaining? I'm the company commander, and I'm giving you a massage. Which new recruit gets such treatment?"
Wu Jianfeng burst into hearty laughter.
Well... He was indeed pressing down, but he was using both hands to pin Wang Ye down, preventing him from rising. Then, he employed his knees to press and knead Wang Ye's leg muscles.
That sensation was far more agonizing than the 400-meter obstacle course Wang Ye had just completed.
"Really... That's fantastic... I'm fine now!"
Wang Ye started to exert all his strength in an attempt to break free.
