"Quick, quick, quick... Take a big step!"
"Go, go. Do you want to have breakfast?"
"Damn it, how did I end up with a soldier like you..."
On the track, the class leaders of each class were not actually rushing to the front. Although they were running separately, they were still class presidents. They cared about the collective honor of their class, so they couldn't help but drag these recruits along.
However, they all stayed at the back, accompanying the last soldier from their class. They hurried, scolded, or encouraged him to run with all his might.
Ye Sanshi was no exception. He ran alongside Song Yuejin and shouted, "Run! You can't let the people behind you overtake you, you know? You're already fifth from the bottom. Come on, run!"
