I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

While other classes were still chatting and relaxing, the new recruits in Class One were enthusiastically folding their blankets.

Even Li Cuicui and Zhao Yuanchao were kneeling on the bed with their buttocks sticking out, tidying their blankets.

It has to be said that Ferrari is getting old, but it is still Ferrari after all.

After about ten minutes of getting acquainted, the quilt gradually began to take shape.

I believe that if we give them a few more days, they will definitely be able to return to their peak level of yesteryear!

suddenly.

boom!

Wu Hanfeng slammed his hand on the table in anger, startling the new recruits who immediately stood at attention!

"He's been in the army for a month already, and his clothes are still folded like this!"

"Did you ruin your hands by making soy milk in bed at night?"

"I think you guys are just having too much fun folding things here!"

"Fine! I'll find you another place!"

"Everyone, get ready! Grab your mattresses and blankets, and assemble at the restroom!"

Everyone stared wide-eyed: "???"

bathroom?!

Go practice in the bathroom?

But Wu Hanfeng didn't give them a chance to speak and turned around and walked out of the cell.

Everyone looked at each other.

Soon, the other recruits noticed the group from the first platoon carrying their bedding and running towards the toilet, and they all looked on with curiosity.

"What's going on? Is Class One moving?"

"Screw you! The blankets weren't folded properly, so Brother Feng dragged them out for some drills!"

"But they were heading towards the toilet?!"

"Are we going to practice in the toilet? You're not kidding, are you?"

"I just came out of the toilet, and there were still a few people inside taking a dump!"

"..."

"Wow! This is going to be interesting! The regimental commander and division commander have been dragged along for drills too!"

"I can't even imagine the scene of two division commanders bending over in the toilet folding blankets!"

"I just saw that the company commander was in the toilet too."

Everyone: "???"

Wu Hanfeng led his class of twelve, including Zhou Haibo, and marched valiantly toward the toilet.

Anyone who didn't know better would think there was a big fight waiting for them in the toilet.

"Old Wu! Old Wu!"

Zhou Haibo quickly stepped forward, pulled Wu Hanfeng aside, and whispered, "You're not really going to fold things in the restroom, are you?"

Wu Hanfeng raised an eyebrow. "What? Is there a ghost in the toilet? Can't we go?"

Zhou Haibo panicked, "No! That place is smelly and filthy, you..."

Wu Hanfeng sneered, "Back when we were new recruits, our company commander, oh, you know, Old Li, just threw our blankets down the toilet. Didn't you tell him back then that the toilet was dirty and smelly?"

Zhou Haibo: Uh...

He glanced back at Li Cuicui, then immediately shrank back. "That's true... but right now, he's the regimental commander, and the division commander is here too. Aren't you going a bit too far?"

Wu Hanfeng coldly stated, "In Class One, there are no regimental commanders or division commanders, only eggs!"

Behind her, Li Cuicui watched Wu Hanfeng's figure, especially after Zhou Haibo glanced back at him earlier.

He knew that the two must have been talking about what happened back then.

Back when Wu Hanfeng and his comrades first enlisted as new recruits, he was their company commander.

At that time, my temper and temper were even stronger than Wu Hanfeng's.

During a company-wide hygiene inspection, Wu Hanfeng and Zhou Haibo's platoon's blankets were found to be folded into a single pile.

Li Cuicui was so angry that she immediately grabbed their bedding and blankets and threw them into the toilet.

They were made to fold paper in the toilet for an entire day.

For several days afterward, their blankets had a unique, pleasant fragrance.

Unforgettable!

Judging from Wu Hanfeng's current demeanor, he didn't know if Wu Hanfeng wanted to take revenge for what happened back then. He only knew that for the next few days, he would be sleeping under a blanket that smelled of feces.

"That brat, he holds such a grudge!"

Li Cuicui hummed to herself.

For Zhao Yihang, Qian Kun, and other new recruits, this was their first time experiencing this.

Previously, no matter how poorly the quilt was folded, it would at most be taken outside in the midday sun to be folded.

Now that Wu Hanfeng is the squad leader, he went straight to the toilet!

"Yihang, why do I feel like Brother Feng has changed?" Qian Kun tugged at Zhao Yihang's sleeve and asked in a low voice.

Zhao Yihang smiled wryly: "I don't think anything has changed. It's just that my identity and responsibilities are different."

"We thought he was kind before because he wasn't the squad leader and wasn't responsible for leading our training."

"But things are different now. He's the class monitor, so he has to be fully responsible for us."

"However, I believe he's still the same Brother Feng, at least in our personal lives, he's still our big brother!"

Zhao Yuanchao calmly followed along.

Clearly, this veteran was no stranger to such drills.

In the military, traditions are as numerous as hairs on a cow!

Those are all passed down from generation to generation.

In their generation, both training and life were much more rigorous and fulfilling than they are now!

You could even say that the tricks and schemes the military uses now are things they already knew how to do back then!

It's just that now that he's a division commander, after all these years, he simply can't get in touch with him.

But now, there are actually people who can play with him like this, he's overjoyed!

…………

Soon, everyone arrived at the restroom.

Meanwhile, inside the toilet.

Liu Yang and Chen Zhiyuan were squatting in two adjacent stalls, smoking and enjoying the rare tranquility of the day.

The toilet isn't big, but it's not small either; it's over thirty square meters and has ten stalls.

But the toilets in the military don't have doors.

It's just a one-meter-high mud wall that separates the individual pits!

Even if everyone crouches down, they can still see the heads of the people next to them!

Liu Yang and Chen Zhiyuan were chatting, while two or three other new recruits were squatting in the innermost part of the pit.

The entire restroom was filled with a pungent, eye-watering odor!

Although the military toilets are cleaned three times a day: before morning training, before noon nap, and before night sleep.

However, the cleaning time at noon and in the evening is only after the sleep whistle is sounded, and then the shift will send someone to clean.

And now, the sleep whistle hasn't sounded yet.

And in just one morning, countless soldiers must have come in to use the toilet.

It's not exactly smelly, but in this hot weather, it definitely doesn't smell good.

Moreover, after the meal, everyone came to use the toilet.

There are currently six people still using the toilet!

The smell in the entire toilet was intoxicating!

boom!

The toilet door was pushed open forcefully.

Chen Zhiyuan was so frightened that he almost snapped the lump in two.

Liu Yang and the other new recruits were also taken aback.

Then, one by one, heads rose neatly from their pits.

Then, they witnessed a scene they would never forget:

Wu Hanfeng led the way, followed by Li Cuicui, Zhao Yuanchao, and a group of new recruits from the first platoon, all of whom were carrying mattresses and blankets and looking at them.

The two sides engaged in a truly "poem-worthy" stare-down!

…………

I recommend a book to a friend: "Damn it! Sleeping on guard duty, the commander draped a coat over me."

It's really good, brothers who are looking for something to read should check it out!