Chapter 17 Hard Training
Looking directly at Zhao Zheng, the other person's face showed an expression that showed he wanted to kill him.

Lu Yuan uttered a few words from his teeth:
"Thank you, Commander Brigade, and Captain Zhao."

After saying that, he took the sand shirt weighing more than 35 kilograms from his hand.

The sand shirt felt heavy in my hand.

He took a deep breath and put it on.

When Zhao Zheng saw the other person put on the sand shirt, he chuckled and went about his business.

The moment the other party put on the sand coat, he was certain that the other party had no chance of survival.

In this case, there is no need to pay attention to anything anymore.

Zhao Hu looked at the two of them as if he was watching a good show.

Last night, during dinner, Zhao Zheng discussed with him about promoting Lu Yuan and arranging the same weight-bearing training for him as the personal soldiers.

Zhao Hu agreed.

The matter between Lu Yuan and his cousin has spread among the personal soldiers.

Among his personal soldiers, there are his most loyal spies, who will report everything to him.

He also noticed the long distance yesterday.

It’s really quite good.

But it's pretty good among all this garbage.

Compared with his personal soldiers, they are still far behind.

Since his cousin has a grudge against the other party, he should just let the other party settle the grudge.

After all, he is my cousin. As long as he doesn't do anything behind my back, it's okay to let him make the decision this time.

If Lu Yuan died, my cousin would definitely be more understanding and loyal to me.

If Lu Yuan could still survive, he would have the combat power of a personal soldier, so why not do it?

But he glanced at the other person's small body and sneered.

With such a physique, how could he possibly withstand the training that only personal soldiers can complete?
This kid is definitely going to die.

Without thinking about anything else, he began to organize the training team and ran forward.

As soon as Lu Yuan put on the 35-jin sand shirt, he felt a pressure on his shoulders.

He gritted his teeth and tried hard to adjust the position of the sand shirt on his shoulders.

He put on a 15-pound sand shirt yesterday. It seemed easy, but in fact, it exhausted all his strength.

He just managed to keep himself from falling.

Now, his load was more than doubled.

Under the pressure of thirty-five kilograms, he was already a little breathless.

If he hadn't added ten kilograms of force yesterday at noon, he would have fallen backwards as soon as he put on the sand shirt.

In terms of weight balance, he had adapted yesterday.

But this weight was indeed a bit too much for him to bear.

He took a step forward.

He stepped into the mud under his feet, leaving a toe print.

It was obvious that he could no longer be as relaxed as he was yesterday.

He was moving forward, but Sha Yi was moving backward, pressing on his chest, making it feel a little stuffy.

But those people who were training in front were already a little far away.

Even Zhao Hu had walked towards him.

He knew he had to run.

Otherwise, Zhao Hu would not care how much weight he was carrying and would definitely attack him.

There is no way he can fight against this person now.

Must run!
He gritted his teeth until they made a crackling sound, and the muscles in his legs became visible. He took one step forward after another and headed straight towards the team in front.

At this time, Zhao Hu was already preparing to come over to deal with this guy named Lu Yuan, but he was a little surprised to see that the other party actually ran away.

It seems that this kid is not a loser at all, he can actually run.

But how long can he hold on?

Zhao Hu followed the team slowly.

He was wearing a heavy iron armor, the weight of which was far beyond the reach of chain mail and sand shirts. But when he walked on the hard mud, there was almost no mark left.

While running forward, Zhao Zheng looked back to see how long that boy could hold on.

He was a little surprised that the other party could actually run, but he was not too worried.

He suggested that today's training should last for a full hour.

He was wearing a chain mail weighing fifty kilograms, which was not easy for him.

But in order to safely kill the guy who made him increasingly uncomfortable, he could still bear this price.

The other person didn't even look forward. He lowered his head, looked at the running legs of the person in front of him, and followed behind.

She seemed to be deliberately avoiding looking at him and not wanting herself to see his expression.

Zhao Zheng sneered and stopped looking.

No need to watch.

They have to run a lot of laps anyway.

If that guy fell down, he would run a circle back and then train by stepping on his body.

Only then can he relieve the hatred he has been feeling for the past few days.

The road is long now, so I keep my head down.

Breathing heavily.

No one could see his own expression.

In fact, he himself didn't know what expression he had.

He only knew that his back and shoulders felt very heavy.

He felt like he could hardly lift his legs anymore.

It seems that he still underestimated the thirty-five kilograms weight.

Now, in less than a moment, he already felt a little exhausted.

My thighs also began to tremble uncontrollably.

He really couldn't imagine that he could last until the end of training in his current state.

However, even he himself did not dare to believe that he could really get through this time.

He gritted his teeth and continued to run.

He must survive no matter what!

It’s just thirty-five kilograms. I don’t believe that I can’t survive today!

As long as I can get through today, I will gain ten pounds of strength every day.

Then, whether it is tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, he will only feel more and more relaxed.

One day, not even too long, he will let the other person know what regret is! !

Lu Yuan gritted his teeth and kept running, sweat beading on his forehead, his temples bulging on his thin and sunken face.

He gathered up his strength, supported his trembling body, and followed closely behind the training team.

No matter what, we have to get through today!
Three quarters of an hour later.

Many of the new recruits around had fallen behind, fell to the ground, and were killed by Zhao Hu.

There were also some people who had trained yesterday, but because they barely made it through the training, they had injuries on their feet and shoulders, or they did not get enough leftovers during meals.

Many have fallen too.

Even Zhao Hu's personal soldiers in front were panting at this time.

Under the order of the brigade commander, each of them added five kilograms of weight compared to yesterday.

Today's training will be a little harder than yesterday.

Zhao Zheng looked back at this time and saw that the boy named Lu Yuan was still following him.

But at this time his legs were shaking like a sieve, and when he ran, he leaned forward and staggered a little, and from time to time he deviated from the original training route.

Still struggling to keep up though.

But as soon as he took a look, he knew that the opponent was at the end of his strength and would collapse soon.

There was a hint of cruelty in the corner of his mouth.

He memorized this route. As long as the opponent fell down, no matter if he was dead or not, he would jump up when he ran here and step on and stomp the opponent hard!
(End of this chapter)