The cold wind is rising, and winter is coming.@@novelbin@@

On the training ground of the training camp, more than two hundred new recruits are wearing thin black short sleeves, running around the perimeter of the training ground.

From the beginning of the training to now, it has been five months. Strictly speaking, they are no longer new recruits. But for the training camp that only happens once a year, as long as they haven't stepped out of that door, they will always be new recruits.

The January sky is very cold, and the morning dew has turned into frost. The cold air seeps into the skin like tiny snakes, making people shiver involuntarily.

Baili Pangpang rubbed his cheeks with his hands, exhaling a white mist, and sighed softly, "It's so early in the winter, and we still have to train. It's really torturous... I've lost more than ten pounds recently."

Lin Qiye ran with a straight posture, his exposed skin turning slightly red from the cold air, but his expression remained unchanged.

"Baili Tuming! Are you rubbing your face while running? Are you cold?!" A sharp-eyed instructor shouted when he saw this scene.

Baili Pangpang's face changed, and he shouted with a brave face, "Report! I... I'm a little cold!"

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