I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

After a brief adjustment, everyone set up camp at the designated location.

The training ground looked quite large at first glance, but a group of people had a lot of people, and after the positions were assigned, everyone discovered a more serious problem.

"What... what are these little mounds of earth?" a new recruit stammered.

"Congratulations, you've unlocked tonight's neighbor."

"Huh?" The recruit didn't react for a moment, but when he did, a cry of surprise echoed through the sky.

"Ah—" The recruit was so frightened that he tumbled and crashed into a piece of wood. When he looked up, he was shocked to find that it was a tombstone.

The new recruit was so frightened that he screamed and clung tightly to the veteran's leg.

Especially in the Third Company area, there are quite a few graves.

Many timid new recruits nervously sought out veteran soldiers for companionship: "Old Song, I'll sleep with you tonight."

"Brother Zhao, I'm a scaredy-cat. I can't sleep here. Shall we sleep together?"

"Old Bai, you're not getting rid of me. I'm sticking with you for the next few days!"

Finding companions eased the anxiety of the new recruits, until they heard Chen Zhiyuan's words...

"With limited space and not enough flat ground, we can't set up large tents, so everyone has to use individual tents."

boom--

The mental defenses that the new recruits had just built up collapsed once again.

"Oh no! I'm definitely not going to be able to sleep tonight."

"May Buddha protect us, may God protect us, may Heaven protect us!"

Why do I always seem to run into bad luck...?

Wu Hanfeng led his special training class to the outermost position, where there were not only many graves, but also many new ones.

Ma Teng's legs went weak instantly.

"Feng... Brother Feng, I... I really can't do it, my legs are weak."

"I'll do anything you want as long as you don't make me sleep here, please." Wu Hanfeng found it amusing to see Ma Teng, a grown man, almost crying from fright.

"What are you afraid of? There are no ghosts in this world. Even if there were, could they torture you? Could they shoot you? Could they slowly torture you to death?"

Qian Kun got goosebumps all over his body. "Brother Feng, my hair is standing on end. Don't scare me."

"I wasn't trying to scare you," Wu Hanfeng said, unusually serious. "What I just said, ghosts can't do, but people on the battlefield can. What's so scary about a creature that can't even inflict harm on you?"

"That makes sense!" Zhao Yihang, who had been trembling with fear, suddenly had a sudden realization.

"Yes, he couldn't even hurt me. But I kept scaring myself," Sun Dawei analyzed seriously.

The four of them suddenly understood, and were no longer hesitant to set up the tent.

Ma Teng even chatted with the grave next to him: "Sorry to disturb your peace, senior. We'll rest here for a few days. After our training is over, I'll offer you two apples in the dormitory. Please forgive us."

Wu Hanfeng scoffed, "You sure know how to handle things, kid."

"That's right." Ma Teng said smugly, "Don't you know who my class monitor is?"

.......

Soon it was time to cook dinner.

The cooks were busy setting up and chopping vegetables, and the kitchen was simply too busy to keep up.

The duty officer shouted, "Is anyone finished? Come over and lend a hand!"

Wu Hanfeng noticed that everyone either hadn't set up their tents properly or had bandages wrapped around their feet, and some even needed crutches to walk.

He immediately volunteered, shouting, "I'll go! I'm done with my work."

Who?

Who was shouting just now?

Dozens of eyes turned to Wu Hanfeng.

Is it Wu Hanfeng?!

Does Wu Hanfeng not want us to live?

Didn't he poison a group of people with mushrooms and green beans in the government canteen before?

The stories of the marshals vomiting and hallucinating still echoed in my ears.

They don't want to follow in the footsteps of the picket line!

As everyone watched Wu Hanfeng prepare to stand up, dozens of new and veteran soldiers, their eyes wide with terror, rushed towards him, spontaneously forming a human wall in front of him.

"Don't trouble yourself with such a small matter."

"Oh, you're too kind. Don't mention it. I was just helping out."

"No need!" a new recruit shouted excitedly, leaning on his crutches. "Brother Feng, you've already done enough, leave this to me!"

The new recruit turned around, leaning on a tree branch, and walked firmly toward the mess hall.

"I'll go too!" An old soldier limped along and followed.

One after another.

The scene was very touching.

Wu Hanfeng remarked with emotion, "Everyone is so united, showing consideration and caring for each other. I am deeply moved."

Watching Wu Hanfeng's retreating figure, Zhao Yihang muttered under his breath, "Are you sure everyone's not afraid you'll poison him?"

Wu Hanfeng glared at him, and Zhao Yihang immediately pretended to be busy setting up the tent.

An hour later.

With everyone's help, the first meal of the field training was finally prepared.

This was the first hot meal they had eaten in two days.

Although the ingredients were simple, they included both meat and vegetables, and everyone felt that the dish with a wok hei (wok aroma) was better than any meal they had eaten before, as they could quickly prepare it outdoors.

"Everyone's eating!"

Just as everyone was enjoying their meal, Wang Erniu came over again with his lunchbox.

He walked straight to Wu Hanfeng, opened the lunchbox, and introduced each item one by one.

"Brother Feng, here's black chicken soup, lotus root and pork rib stew, stir-fried beef with yellow peppers, and jellyfish salad with bok choy. We were short on time, so we only prepared four dishes for you."

Others: "???"

At once?

What does it mean to prepare only four dishes?

Did you ask for our opinion on these two dishes on our plates?

"Squad Leader Wang, you still care about Brother Feng, don't you?" an old soldier said sourly, breaking the silence.

Wang Erniu blushed slightly and gave an embarrassed smile: "It was just something I did on the spur of the moment. I'll be going now, squad leader."

After Wang Erniu left, everyone looked at the delicious-looking dishes in front of Wu Hanfeng and angrily poked at the food on their own plates.

"Damn it, there's still food left?"

"Why is it that they get special treatment every day?!"

"I'd like some soup too."

A group of people watched with longing as the five members of the special operations squad chatted and laughed around the small kitchen.

Everyone could only angrily yell, "Old Wu! You think you can laugh like that? You'll choke to death!"

"Do you even understand what that chicken soup is all about?"

"You'll have nightmares tonight!"

"Be careful, your great-grandmother might crawl out of her grave tonight and have a chat with you!"