Unfathomable Drive

"Countdown: 3, 2, 1, 0, great! Everything's in place, let's run!"

"Don't even think about slacking off! The first round is 80 kilograms of weight, 10 laps. If you don't meet the standard within 60 minutes, you don't need to eat dinner tonight!"

One hundred teenagers, carrying weighted packs, began running on the large track and field.

Carrying 80kg on your back and punching 80kg are completely different concepts.

A normal person's body weight is less than 100kg. Suddenly adding 80kg to the body's load is almost doubling it.

Each lap is 800 meters, so 10 laps is 8000 meters. Running 8000 meters with such a heavy load on your back...

That's not all. What did that poker-faced guy say again?

If you don't meet the standard within 60 minutes, you don't need to eat dinner tonight!!

However, if you calculate it carefully, you only need 130 meters per minute, or even more precisely, a little over 2 meters per second.

That simple?

Some quick-thinking trainees decided to make a name for themselves in this physical fitness test!

It's just running, anyone can run so easily.

A group of people rushed forward.

Mu Fan stood in the center of the group, unhurried and unhurried.

He adjusted to it after a while.

A load of only 80kg is equivalent to doubling the force of gravity.

But his intuition told him that the major wasn't that kind-hearted.

Sure enough, the major produced a megaphone from somewhere, and his Bing Bing voice rang out across the track and field.

"Third Company, step forward! If anyone stops walking during this time, drag them out."

The boys then realized that a row of soldiers had suddenly appeared around the large athletic field.

Everyone was carrying camouflage Pulse Rifle, their faces painted with face paint, and they were staring intently at them.

Abnormal!

But the major's voice didn't end there. "The first trainee to finish the first round will receive a 1000g food bonus, which they can distribute freely after the test."

Upon hearing this, none of the boys standing there had small appetites, and everyone started running wildly.

It's almost 4 pm now, it should be over soon.

Seeing the group of freshmen running around with a cold smile, Major Lin Hao looked down at his Combat Wristwatch.

15:45

Instructor Wu Yue stood to the side with his arms crossed, saying meaningfully, "Major Lin's training this time has a higher Starting Point than expected."

Lin Hao's lips curled slightly. "Who knows how much potential each person can have until the very end?"

"Get running!"

Next to this athletic field is a low, three-story building. The exterior is extremely simple, but once inside, you'll find it filled with the latest military equipment.

Moreover, the interior space is much larger than it appears from the outside, because there is an underground hall that is five times larger.

At this moment, countless screens lit up in the hall.

Each of these hundreds of screens displays the profile of a teenager running.

Furthermore, each person's profile picture on the screen displays the candidate's identity information.

"This is Young Master Zhang Tang Instructor Wu Yue has instructed us to keep a close eye on! Observe him carefully."

"Yes."

"This is Mu Fan, Core Student of this year's class. I heard that Ruan the Madman brought him from Zicui Star. I really don't know what the academy was thinking. Every year, the people who come from there are destined to be cannon fodder. It's good if one of them can stay after graduation."

"Stop talking nonsense and keep an eye on it."

"All right."

This is a row of two people in Academy Teacher uniforms standing at the back, talking.

However, they were clearly not the main characters in this scene.

All those actually controlling and operating these systems and the screen tracking are military personnel.

These soldiers had no intention of paying any attention to the two men.

In the center of the arena, a captain moved across the screen, constantly issuing orders.

"Tracking and Monitoring System Debugging Report"

"Hundred percent."

"Personal data display completeness? Excellent, 100% complete."

"Cheer up and make sure to record the data for each trainee."

"Yes, sir!"

The captain nodded and continued his patrol below.

The two teachers from the Dingchuan Academy behind them shut their mouths in time.

They focused on the screen, but their eyes kept darting between the two screens displaying Mu Fan and Young Master Zhang Tang.

Both of them were focused on running. Mu Fan was in the middle of the group, while Young Master Zhang Tang was about seven or eight meters away from him.

None of them are in the first queue.

Running in first was Xi Ze, whose face was bruised and swollen; it was rather comical to see someone with such a gruesome appearance running ahead.

Xi Ze, gritting his teeth and charging ahead, had a desire to perform far greater than anyone else.

After finishing the first lap, Mu Fan adjusted his breathing and felt relaxed.

Not a single person in the main group fell behind.

At the end of the second lap, the order remained largely unchanged, and the line did not stretch out too far.

Mu Fan remains in the middle of the pack, while Xi Ze remains in first place.

However, Yin Shuai, with his White Hair, squeezed next to Mu Fan.

Taking advantage of the moment when no one was looking, she quietly said to Mu Fan, "Wow, that's impressive! In these two laps, your steps were as precise as a machine. You ran 1576 steps, and the error in each step was no more than 5 millimeters from the average stride!"

Mu Fan was stunned. He hadn't even noticed how many steps he had taken, yet this White Hair remembered it all Chu Chu.

"Don't be so surprised. I'm good at creating miracles, and I'm a bit special. You'll find out later." Yin Shuai raised his eyebrows when he saw Mu Fan's surprised look.

Many people still looked relaxed afterwards.

This prompted a squad sitting in a tracked vehicle nearby to raise their eyebrows.

A burly man with a thick Luo Saihu sighed:

"We've almost finished three laps, with 80 kilograms of weight, and not a single person is showing any sign of slowing down. This year's team is really well-behaved."

A stunning blonde woman with a voluptuous figure, carrying an extra-long Sniper Rifle, scoffed, "Gorilla, you're not cut out for training soldiers. Just focus on getting yourself in good shape."

"Hahaha."

A relatively thin man and another man wearing a beret, who was sitting in the driver's seat, laughed unrestrainedly.

This left the Luo Saihu man looking annoyed.

"Tracy, you'd better not open your mouth. You don't look like a woman at all."

"What? Do you need to tell me whether I'm a woman or not?" The voluptuous female sniper puffed out her chest defiantly. "And besides, you're not qualified to know what my mouth is like."

After saying that, she blew a kiss with her sexy red lips, causing the Luo Saihu to turn his head away.

This woman is like Black Widow!

This caused the team to burst into laughter again.

There are more than twenty other Special Operations Squad like theirs, all observing from the vicinity in various ways.

It's good to get a feel for these new students beforehand so that I can take them on a mission in a few days.

"Great, no one has fallen behind!"

Major Lin Hao's voice echoed throughout the stadium, "We're on the seventh lap now, three more laps, 2400 meters!"

The 80-kilogram load revealed its subtle yet powerful effect at this moment.

That's almost double their own weight, making it easy for them to unleash thousands of kilograms of force. But running continuously with twice their own weight and ensuring they don't fall behind is a bit more difficult.

Because the core members and elite trainees of this team are all in it.

We can't afford to lose face in the first round, no matter how hard we try!

Three laps to go. Looking up, Mu Fan found that there were still more than twenty people ahead of him, and the first boy who had been beaten was only about thirty meters ahead of him.

Um?

Is the team starting to pick up speed?

Mu Fan suddenly realized that even as he gradually accelerated, he was actually falling behind.

This is when others start to exert their efforts.

When the first team started to exert their strength, the entire team felt it.

Three laps left, will the winner be decided soon?

Many people wore smiles.

No one noticed that Yin Shuai seemed to be watching data flow through his eyes, and he was muttering something to himself. If you put your ear close, you could occasionally hear. "Data collection in progress... Data analysis in progress... Twenty-one people's movements have become distorted..."

Glancing at the strange White Hair figure beside him, Mu Fan lowered his head and continued running.

They sped up to catch up, but still couldn't surpass it.

Yin Shuai grinned when he saw this, then quickly followed and whispered to Mu Fan, "Now you have twenty-two competitors. I reckon that scheming major is going to come up with some new tricks soon."

Mu Fan was a little surprised that this unserious White Hair could say such insightful things.

"Very good. Twenty-five minutes have passed, and you have completed 70% of the task. So let's compress the next task into 10 minutes. The first to finish will receive an extra 1,000 grams of food."

The words from the loudspeaker rang out like a demon.

The trainees, who were already covered in sweat, almost started cursing when they heard this.

Isn't it supposed to be 60 minutes?!

Now that you've cut it in half, does that mean a major can be shameless?

The teenagers hadn't even grasped the concept of increasing food quantity before they started speeding up. However, after getting used to the 80kg load for half an hour and then suddenly increasing their speed, they suddenly found it difficult to pick up the pace.

"Overcoming bodily inertia and pushing beyond physical limits is the first step."

A smile appeared in Lin Hao's eyes, and he exchanged a glance with Wu Yue beside him.

The direct effect of this command is to instantly split the team.

The truly leading students only begin to exert their strength at this moment.

Footsteps rise and fall.

Whew~ Whew~

Suddenly, Mu Fan heard someone breathing heavily.

Speed it up!

Speed it up!

1 person, 2 people, 3 people...

When Mu Fan was still hanging at the back of the first group, he was surprised to find that there were actually 22 people in them!

Including Yin Shuai, who was standing next to him with a bright smile.

This really scared Mu Fan; he had only ever experienced this feeling with the intelligent life form Hei.

"It's time for us to step up our efforts!"

"Okay!" Mu Fan nodded solemnly.

With long strides, Mu Fan's speed gradually increased, and the weight on his back became invisible, unable to hinder Mu Fan in the slightest.

But after Mu Fan had run twenty meters, he heard a scream behind him, "Ouch, I'm overloaded! Ouch!"

Turning his head, Mu Fan saw Yin Shuai, who had just been smiling broadly, now running up with a contorted face and baring his teeth.

"What's wrong?" Mu Fan asked, slowing down.

"You failed at showing off, you'd better run, or you'll miss out on food." Yin Shuai shouted, rubbing his eyes.

There's no food left!

Mu Fan's eyes suddenly widened!

There's no food left!

Step by step.

To White Hair's astonishment, Mu Fan suddenly burst forth with a speed of 200% with a power that Bai Mao could not comprehend at all!

Major Lin Hao, who was talking to Wu Yue, glanced over unintentionally and suddenly stopped.

Just as Shi Sen and Gao Baiyun were exchanging glances and preparing to fight, a dark figure suddenly darted out from among them and rushed straight forward.

The Luo Saihu man inside the tracked armored vehicle, nicknamed "Gorilla," suddenly slapped his thigh. "He's a real man! A 2400-meter weighted sprint?"

The other three followed his gaze and saw the figure that suddenly accelerated.

"I bet I can't last five shots of tequila."

"I bet I can't last three drinks!"

"I bet five shots of tequila, I'll drink it all in one go!" Tracy, who had just finished cleaning her gun barrel, suddenly parted her full red lips.