Afternoon, four o'clock.
The first group of trainees had been walking on the mountain path for nearly four hours.
Holding a wooden stick she picked up along the way, Mo Shangjun leaned on it as a walking stick and gradually made her way uphill.
After finishing the last stretch of road, she finally stopped.
The cool mountain breeze blew against her face, grazing her skin, bringing waves of coolness.
Mo Shangjun raised her hand to wipe the sweat off her forehead, then slowly exhaled.
She took off the water bottle she was carrying, unscrewed the cap, and drank the remaining water in one go.
Since this morning, they hadn't had a single meal. First, they were jostled on the bus for four hours, and then walked through the mountains and forests for another four hours. The terrain was complex, and they relied on the single water bottle to get by until now, leaving them utterly exhausted.
However, she was doing relatively fine.
