“Today, we’ll be training together. First, running. We’ll head to the makeshift city and run along the exterior of the city. Everyone warm yourselves up,” Kang Chan ordered. At his words, the soldiers began to stretch their muscles, using professional movements.

Seok Kang-Ho, Choi Jong-Il’s group, and Suh Sang-Hyun stood with the soldiers.

“Let’s go if you’re done,” Kang Chan declared.

“Soldiers, turn left! Begin running!” Cha Dong-Gyun shouted, and the soldiers began to run.

Pat. Pat. Pat. Pat. 

The rhythmic sound of military boots crunching on the ground could be heard as the soldiers moved along. After about a hundred meters, the makeshift city came into view. A road spanned along the outskirts of the city, making it easier to run.

Kang Chan ran with them on the left, matching their pace. As he ran with them, he learned that their skills weren’t inferior at all.

Even though it was just a running exercise, through their speed, breathing, and the inexplicable energy that they exuded, he learned that they were certainly capable.

If these soldiers rigorously trained like the Foreign Legion and accumulated...