It was late winter in the woodlands outside Deepwater City. The temperature wasn't high to begin with, and being far from the urban heat island effect made it even colder.
A troop of agile figures weaved through the trees. They wore only thin tracksuits, and steam rose from their bodies, their sweat turning to mist in the cold.
These were detectives undergoing a training exercise.
Besides the uneven ground, the woodland was also filled with various obstacles.
These included hurdles, trenches, high and low walls, and monkey bars…
To accommodate the superior physique of the people here, Zog had upgraded the 400-meter obstacle course to a 4-kilometer one.
Looking at it now, he had perhaps gone a bit overboard with the upgrade.
The detectives in training were suffering, their bodies swaying as they gasped for breath, their pace slowing to a crawl.
