The lineup assessment that afternoon unexpectedly ended before four o'clock. Wu Jianfeng had planned for everyone to rest for an hour and gather at five o'clock, but Class Five and most of the other classes had already completed their assessments.
Some squads were dragging out soldiers who had been deducted from the lineup, while others were running as a whole unit.
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On the track, Class Five ran forward in one mind.
Qin Li, on Wang Ye's left, was gasping for breath heavily, struggling to keep up. His steps were unsteady, and his running posture was wavering. He felt like he was about to collapse, and if it weren't for the support of those around him, he would have fallen to the ground.
"Take deep breaths... Pay attention to your breathing, focus on the rhythm, and get into the flow of the game. Cooperate... follow your footsteps!" Even Wang Ye was panting while offering encouragement to Qin Li.
