Before long, ten instructors arrived together, and the afternoon military training began fervently.
The first few days were simple training, the instructors were stern, the students were timid, and the atmosphere on the training ground was serious and dull, with training carried out with each platoon as a unit led by their instructors.
Now, having organized a few sing-offs in the evenings, the atmosphere on the training ground was gradually warming up.
Every training activity could be played with new tricks.
Mia Ginger led her team around the field, conflicted and hesitant, she closed her eyes and shouted, "Heroine among women. Only first place, no second!"
King Yama gave them this slogan, and it’s too bold.
She really couldn’t bring herself to shout it.
"Heroine among women. Only first place, no second!" The girls’ clear and crisp voices echoed on the field, stirring everyone’s heart.
Mia Ginger finally took a breath,
forty boys yelled together!
Mia Ginger and her team couldn’t help but burst into laughter, thinking these guys were quite something.
A very long whistle filled with strong discontent came from afar.
It was Dallas Taylor.
The military training had only been going on for a few days, and a clear sense of competition had begun among the instructors.
They were determined to crush other platoons in every aspect.
King Yama’s whistle was a signal, forcefully venting his strong displeasure at the moment.
Mia Ginger certainly understood.
While running, she once again shouted loudly, "Heroine among women. Only first place, no second!"
Before her voice even fell, another platoon ran around the perimeter, and thirty or so boys shouted in unison: "Dare to dream, dare to act. No first place, no humanity!"
The girls’ voices were completely crushed.
Mia Ginger wasn’t finished being upset when she heard a perfectly synchronized shout, "Dare to think, dare to fight. First place, first place, who else but us!"
Mia Ginger was utterly speechless.
Couldn’t help but glance over to the one personally leading the team.
The New Media Institute was divided into ten platoons, with the first four platoons being all boys’ teams.
It seemed like only Camden River’s team had a somewhat normal slogan. Apart from that joker in the second platoon, the other two platoons were clearly aimed at them, using speed and volume to crush them while running.
But the natural disparity in stamina between boys and girls left her with no solutions.
Mia Ginger led her team, feebly reaching the training ground.
Dallas Taylor approached with a dark face.
Seeing the third platoon of boys stopping precisely, curiously eyeing Mia Ginger and whispering, he directly roared, "What are you staring at?! Never seen a beauty! Look if you dare! You’re not even handsome, so ugly and still staring at our platoon girls!"
"Pft!" The entire platoon of girls had never seen such a scene, suddenly burst into laughter.
"What are you laughing at!" Dallas Taylor suddenly turned his head, angrily shouted, "Running so slow, yet you have the nerve to laugh?! Whole platoon in military stance for half an hour!"
"Uh." The girls instantly fell silent, no longer laughing.
Getting caught up with a moody King Yama is tragic indeed.
Mia Ginger regained her composure and reorganized the team, finished organizing, stood in a textbook-perfect military posture.
Fourth platoon was right beside them.
While doing it, they loudly shouted, "Physical Training, I love it. Train every day, become a tough guy!"