"Number off," Liu Dabao glanced over the seven people before him, his gaze landing on Shangguan You and Yu Zijin, whose legs were still trembling slightly, and barked sharply.
"Alright, everyone is here. Each of you will tie two sandbags to your legs. You must reach the mountaintop before sunset and come down the mountain before ten o'clock tonight, returning here. If you can't make it back within the specified time, all of you will stay on the mountaintop overnight. Do you hear me?" Liu Dabao pointed at the pile of sandbags, each weighing three kilograms, and roared.
Shangguan You's body swayed. She looked at the towering mountain that reached into the clouds, eyed the stone path, and then glanced at the pile of sandbags on the ground. I wish I could just faint. This is simply torture, inhuman torture. At that moment, she finally understood why this military unit was stationed here, why a base was built at the foot of this great mountain—every soldier was expected to conquer it.
