In the afternoon, the training grounds of the Third Regiment were sweltering with heat waves and flying dust.
"One! Two! Three! Four!"
The roar of over a hundred soldiers merged into a torrent, making one's eardrums tingle. This was the Third Regiment's unwavering physical training time, and today, the supervising officer was none other than Commander Gu Yanshen himself.
He wore a faded army-green vest, his bronze skin glistening with fine sweat under the scorching sun, outlining his rock-hard muscular contours. He stood there with arms crossed over his chest, silently watching from a high platform, his gaze sweeping over each soldier below like a hawk.
Two soldiers gritting their teeth doing push-ups slowed down slightly, trying to slack off and catch their breath. Gu Yanshen's gaze fell on them as if it had physical weight.
