Running and running, Gao Yang started to become anxious. Seeing that there was just over an hour until the drill was supposed to take place, but it seemed like he was still far from his limit. If he kept running like this, not to mention by two o'clock in the afternoon, he might not be ready to join the combined training even by two o'clock at night.
Within the Satan Mercenary Corps, others had already started to pant heavily, continuing the run based on willpower rather than purely on physical strength.
Gao Yang picked up the pace a bit, but he found that his stamina was indeed significantly depleted, making it difficult to increase speed. After running half a lap, his pace unconsciously returned to the range he was accustomed to.
Whenever someone came to the field to run laps, there was an instructor specifically tasked to watch over, and now, not only was Gao Yang anxious, the instructors also began to worry.