Ten minutes!
Half an hour!
An hour!
Whether it was those standing at attention or Zhang Fan and his companions, everyone's body was trembling.
For Zhang Fan, at this moment, it was no longer about just sinking in.
The limbs felt as if they were about to break off!
The sensation of pain was tearing through the whole body, as if ants were nibbling all over.
At this moment, Zhang Fan finally experienced the true essence of the devil's training camp.
These Black Shark guys, they are damn devils!
"Thump!"
Someone in the ranks of those standing at attention had fallen.
Li Wenhong and his group immediately sprang into action, carrying the person away.
One, two, three...
Suddenly, over twenty people from the standing group had collapsed.
Not having eaten much for three days, on top of a twelve-kilometer long run, their bodies had reached their limits.
"Thump!"
Gao Jie could no longer hold on and passed out.