Ethan Hunt_God of Billionaire War Season 2
Chapter 1786

The commander of the Sixth Army nearly died of exhaustion.

He had personally attended training, but he almost died of dehydration after crossing the obstacle course and he was still lying in bed and connected to oxygen.

"Is that all you're doing?"

Wolves were also covered in sweat, but their breathing was very stable.  They were completely different from the soldiers who looked like they were about to spit out their lungs.

"Don't you guys seem so confident that you can survive the training?"

"You want to be a special forces soldier like this? Dream on!"

"3,000 push-ups! Those who could not do so could get lost now!"

"Who said you could rest? Will the enemy let you rest? Stand up! Keep running!"

"If you can't, forget it! At most you will only be laughed at! So if your skin is thick enough, you'll be fine!"

All the mercenaries felt like they were about to spit out blood soon.

Their bodies had to suffer so much torment from training and were already on the verge of physical and mental collapse, and on top of that, they had to endure the ridicule of wolves.

It was even harder to bear than the pain in their bodies!

"Men can't say they can't do it! Can you do it?"

Number Five crouched down and looked at Badis who was doing push-ups.

"Yes!"  raung Badis's.  His entire body tensed up and every inch of his body trembled violently.

"Can you do it or not?!"  Number Five roared at him again.

"YES!"  Badis had a firm look in his eyes and used all his energy to make sure he didn't shout any more gently than Number Five did.

He had seen how tough these wolves were.

They are no match for wolves.

These wolves were death angels and true warriors, while he was far from them!

He would survive even though this training weakened his resolve!

"Of the 300 who originally came here, only 60 remain."  Brother Geoff glanced at them and had no expression on his face.  "They'll do it."

If Ethan was here, he'd probably kick him into the mud.  Back when Ethan trained them like crazy, Brother Geoff yelled and screamed louder than these people.

"Brother Geoff, I have to trouble you" Malcolm nodded.  "We need a special army team to specialize in completing certain missions. It's very important."

"Don't worry, we are very experienced in training others."  Brother Geoff grinned.  "But of course physical training is not enough. There's a lot they need to learn, like culture and other knowledge."

"Knowledge is power!"

Malcolm freezes.  He was slightly dumbfounded by Brother Geoff's words.

"Brother Geoff, you mean ...?"

"You want to train all talents, and not just simple-minded and physically fit people. I'm sure you got it."

Brother Geoff is now studying very hard under the guidance of the Legend of Fairbanks.  His current way of thinking and exposure was very different compared to him in the past, and the more he learned, the more he realized that he was lacking in many areas.

Malcolm nodded.  "I understand. I'll arrange this part."

"Young Master Merlyn!"  Just as he was about to speak, someone came running with a grim expression and looked somewhat anxious.

"There are mercenaries coming towards us, and their flags belong to the Holy Sword Mercenary Army!"

Malcolm's expression paled.

Are they here?

The Holy Sword Mercenary Army is here?

They are the kings of this region and rule here.  They were much stronger than the soldiers of the Merlyn family as well.  Did they come to destroy the Merlyn family's army?

"How many are here?"  ask Malcolm worriedly.  He clenched his fists and prepared for battle!