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Chapter 334 The Pretty Widow of the Republic of China VS the Iron-Blooded Marshal [12]

After Le Tong changed his clothes and warmed up, he joined the training team.

At the beginning, Le Tong was still able to persevere in running laps, but the more he got to the back, the more powerless he seemed.

No matter how strong a woman's physical strength is, she can't compare to a man. After a while, she fell behind the team.

Holding the pointer, Feng Kening stood beside the training ground, urging him non-stop, "Keep up, there are still ten laps left, and you can have breakfast after running."

Everyone ran on an empty stomach, and when they first heard that they could eat after the run, they ran harder, which showed Le Tong's special features.

She was the only one left far behind, standing out from the crowd.

Le Tong was panting heavily, and she was sweating continuously, but even so, she was still trying to catch up with the pace of the people in front.

But there is always a gap between reality and dreams.

Gradually, the distance opened became larger and larger, and the soldiers successfully ran ten laps and assembled in the distance.

Le Tong is still struggling, there are still three laps, and it will be soon.

Feng Kening looked at Le Tong from a distance, and he was not so resistant to Le Tong's entry into the army, at least she was carrying out the military order seriously.

It's summer now, and as time goes by, the temperature is getting higher and higher, Le Tong feels that his mind is a little slack, so he cheers up, and there is still a distance of 20 meters.

When reaching the finish line, Le Tong breathed a sigh of relief, dragged his exhausted body to stand in front of Feng Kening, and gave a military salute, "Report sir, the mission is complete."

"Assemble here in an hour."

After speaking, he left the training ground.

Le Tong walked to the side, leaned on the wall and stood slowly, and then sat down.

I have never run so much before, and I feel that my legs are not my own.

I don't know how long this day will last.

"For you."

A steamed bun unexpectedly appeared in front of Le Tong's eyes. She slowly raised her head and saw a strong man smiling innocently at her. She asked out of curiosity, "You are?"

The strong man sat next to Le Tong with a natural familiarity, and stuffed the steamed bun into her hand, "My name is Pan Hao, and I am a member of the training army. I was afraid that you would not be able to eat breakfast in time, so I hid a steamed bun for you." You." After speaking, he still didn't forget to giggle a few times.

Le Tong smiled at him, "Thank you."

He picked up the steamed buns without hesitation and ate them. I ate very little in the morning, and I was really hungry after running so much.

Pan Hao stared at Le Tong's smiling face, and replied in a daze, "We are all in the same team, and we should help each other."

Le Tong smiled, acquiescing to his words.

An hour passed by, and high-intensity training began in the afternoon.

From that day on, Le Tong went to the army every day to receive intensive training.

This kind of life lasted for half a year, until Qingtian called her to the study again.

Qingtian sat in front of the desk, looked at Le Tong in military uniform, his expression was uncertain, and he said after a long time, "I've given you a task, go to the mansion of Commander Yan in Xiangzhou as an undercover agent, and find a chance to kill him."

Now that the world is divided into three parts, the Hunan Army and the Northwest Army are comparable in strength, while his Northern Army is much weaker than these two forces. Jinzhou has been stable for several years by virtue of its geographical advantages, but this is not a long-term solution.

In the long run, the day of Jinzhou's fall may not be far away, so he must act first.

She is about to leave Qingtian's side soon, and she doesn't know how long it will take to come back after this trip. Thinking of this, Le Tong feels a little sour in his heart.

(End of this chapter)