I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

After dinner, everyone took a short rest. As evening approached, someone noticed that the stream near the woods was a good spot for a bath.

During the 100-kilometer training exercise, everyone's clothes were constantly wet and then dried, and they smelled sour all over.

Qian Kun, a rich second-generation, is usually extremely germaphobic. When he heard that he could take a bath, he was the first to stand up and go.

"Finally I can take a shower! I'm about to faint from the stench. If my parents knew how I was living outside, they'd probably cry their eyes out."

"Go wash them quickly, my feet smelled so bad I almost threw up my lunch."

"I feel sticky and wet all over."

"Let's go, let's go together." The four members of the special operations squad took their changes of clothes and went to the stream.

There were already quite a few people in the water by now, and they called out to Qian Kun and his group as they saw them.

"Come on down, the water temperature is just right, not too hot or too cold, it's very comfortable."

"Today, as the sun sets, we're all taking a shower together. If you weren't in the army, would you ever have this experience in your life?" An old soldier splashed a handful of water at Qian Kun.

Qian Kun jumped into the water, finding the experience quite novel.

"Wow! That's awesome!"

An old soldier pointed to the mountain and said, "There is a spring on the mountain, and all this water flows down from the mountain."

"I remember a few years ago, experts came here to investigate and said that the water here is rich in minerals. They were even planning to make mineral water."

Upon hearing that it was rich in minerals, Qian Kun's health-conscious mindset as a rich young master kicked in again.

To avoid drinking other people's smelly bathwater, he went upstream to scoop up a handful and taste it, exclaiming excitedly, "This water is sweet!"

Zhao Yihang grinned mischievously: "Is it good?"

"Delicious!"

"Try it again and see if it tastes salty." Zhao Yihang laughed heartily, and only then did Qian Kun realize that something was wrong.

He turned around and, by sheer coincidence, saw seven or eight children standing upstream, laughing and urinating into the water, just a few dozen meters away.

"Kun'er, how does boy's urine taste?"

Qian Kun's face turned red with anger.

"Ptooey! Ptooey! Ptooey!"

"Zhao Yihang! Why didn't you warn me when you saw it?"

Zhao Yihang looked completely innocent: "I thought that was the kind of thing you rich young masters liked."

"You like my sister!" Qian Kun threw a handful of water at Zhao Yihang, who retorted without backing down.

Soon, Ma Teng and Sun Dawei also joined the melee, and after a short while, the water fight spread to all the soldiers taking a bath.

Everyone enjoyed a rare moment of relaxation.

.......

In the evening, it was time for the designated rest period.

Each member of the special operations squad guarded a grave.

Qian Kun trembled inside the tent, his ears constantly listening to the strange noises outside.

"Brother Feng, are you asleep?"

"not yet."

"Brother Feng, I'm scared, I... I'm afraid to close my eyes right now."

"I dare not close my eyes, there's still one more move."

Ma Teng, in the tent next to him, stammered, "What...what move?"

"I'll knock you out, then you can sleep well tonight."

The four people: "..."

Sun Dawei whispered, "Brother Feng, I'm not that scared during the day, but I lose control at night."

"This is still a cemetery. What if it's really haunted, or someone gets possessed?" Qian Kun was almost in tears.

Wu Hanfeng, however, said unhurriedly, "Do you know Lam Ching-ying, the movie star? He was a Taoist priest, skilled in exorcising ghosts and warding off evil spirits. You're all familiar with Lin Xiao, right?"

"Of course I know! Are Squad Leader Lin and Lam Ching-ying related?"

"Holy crap! I knew Squad Leader Lin seemed a bit different, but I never expected he knew these things!"

The four of them were no longer afraid of ghosts and started gossiping.

"No, he likes watching ghost movies made by Lam Ching-ying."

The four people: "..."

Right now, I want to die even more.

"Close your eyes and go to sleep. Even if the sky falls, I, Wu Hanfeng, will keep an eye on things for you. At the slightest disturbance, I, Wu Hanfeng, will be the first to wake up! It's alright, don't worry, sleep soundly!"

After saying this, Wu Hanfeng turned over and started snoring.

Zhao Yihang sighed: "Do you really believe he'll be the first to wake up? I certainly don't!"

"I also remain skeptical," Sun Dawei said.

"agree."

......

In the latter half of the night, a sudden gust of wind began to blow.

The wind blew into the tent, making a strange, howling sound.

Qian Kun clutched his sleeping bag tightly inside the tent, staring wide-eyed and hunching his neck as he looked around.

"Mommy, I'm scared!"

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning exploded.

Following the light and shadow, Sun Dawei saw a shadowy figure on his tent that he recognized as its shape, and screamed, "Ah—!"

Then, a torrential downpour began.

The sounds of wind and rain were mixed with the occasional bursts of lightning.

Screams echoed from the tents throughout the camp.

May Laozi protect us!

"Help! May the six gods protect me and keep me safe!"

"Waaah—Mommy, Grandma, I'm scared!"

The veterans laughed heartily at the recruits' miserable state.

This has become a regular part of the annual field training for new recruits.

The team leader and his team deliberately chose bad weather for their field training to test their courage.

"Didn't you say you liked outdoor training? Do you still like it?"

"I don't like it anymore! When will this ever end?!"

The heavy rain fell intermittently throughout the night.

Around four o'clock, the rain finally stopped.

Many of the new recruits hadn't slept all night and had finally fallen asleep.

At five o'clock sharp, the reveille rang out.

"Everyone, get up and pack your things, get ready for today's training!"

Those new recruits who only went to sleep at four o'clock felt like they had just closed their eyes when they were forcibly woken up and started packing their things with huge dark circles under their eyes.

After gathering.

Chen Zhiyuan announced the mission.

"Each class, before noon, dig a trench 5 meters long, 1.2 meters deep, and 1 meter wide. Choose your own location. The class that finishes fastest gets a chicken leg for everyone at lunchtime!"

Chen Zhiyuan had people bring out hoes, shovels, and single-sword shovels. Everyone stepped forward to receive the tools and then followed the squad leader's instructions.

Zhao Yihang looked at the four people in front of him, then at the other classes, and said with dissatisfaction, "This is not fair. The other classes all have more than eight people, but our class only has five."

Qian Kun also wailed, "The five of us have to do twice the amount of work! We're going to be exhausted!"

"This job is impossible to do!"

"Brother Feng, why don't you talk to the company commander?"

Wu Hanfeng nodded thoughtfully: "Indeed, we should point out that the headcount was miscalculated."

Sun Dawei's eyes lit up: "Exactly, we can't possibly finish that many tasks."

Wu Hanfeng said, "There are only four of us, not five."

"...Huh?" The four of them were dumbfounded.

"No, Brother Feng, what do you mean?"

"So you're just leaving the four of us to do all the work? You're just sitting around doing nothing, huh?"

Wu Hanfeng chuckled: "You're all adults now, don't you know that everything is about exchange? You ate so much good food that Squad Leader Wang and Squad Leader Lin brought you yesterday, it's time to do something back today, right? Otherwise, you've wasted your time eating all that stuff!"

"..."

The four of them fell completely silent.

They knew that following Wu Hanfeng meant they had to be constantly on guard against him.

You never know when you might fall into their trap.

That's their fate.

Wu Hanfeng strolled leisurely ahead, carrying a shovel. He dug a couple of times with the left shovel and a couple more times with the right, finally choosing a spot.

"This is it. You guys divide the work and work together. The four of you will spread out the dough together at first, and when there's too much soil, Yihang will be in charge of carrying it away..."

The four men stood in front of the work site, looking at each other in bewilderment, and could only helplessly begin construction.

Ma Teng wielded his hoe with ferocious force, chanting, "I'll dig you to death! Dig you to death! All the stones, behave yourselves!"

Qian Kun clumsily shoveled.

Wu Hanfeng was extremely anxious, and the thought of having an extra big chicken leg for lunch made him want to give orders.

"That's incredibly stupid. When you stick the shovel into the ground, you stomp it down with your foot. Don't you even know the principle of a lever?"

"Dawei, are you embroidering with a shovel? Go ahead and shovel!"

"Yihang, are you weak? How come you managed to throw dirt all over yourself?"

Wu Hanfeng stood beside the four people, perfectly illustrating what it means to talk without understanding the situation.

After digging for a while, panting heavily, they finally saw some progress and were just about to press their advantage when they encountered a large rock.

Zhao Yihang used a shovel to pry open the edge, searched around, and found that there was no edge at all.

"What the hell is this? Such a huge rock?"

"Brother Feng, is it still possible to dig here? It's blocked by rocks."

Wu Hanfeng glanced at it and said, "This stone looks big, but it's actually quite thin. You can shovel away some of the soil underneath."

The group immediately followed Wu Hanfeng's method, exerting all their strength, and dust filled the air.

The other soldiers were completely obscured by the swirling yellow dust, making it impossible to see the faces of the five men.

"That's insane, the force is so strong."

"Look at them, they're swinging that shovel like an electric motor."

"Holy crap, those four plus that idiot are faster than us! We have to hurry!"

......

Ma Teng crouched in the trench, feeling around for the edge of the stones.

He exclaimed in surprise, "It really is a thin stone. Let me pry off one edge with a hoe."

"I'll count to three, Yihang, help me lift it, Kun'er, you shovel the soil below, Dawei, you hold it over there." Ma Teng got everyone together, shouting slogans as they lifted the stone.

The rock was estimated to weigh over a hundred pounds. The group threw it aside and wiped the sweat from their faces.

Wu Hanfeng urged again, "You guys need to hurry up. We've already wasted a lot of time, and the other classes are progressing much faster than you."

The four of them let out a deep sigh.

It's all because you chose this lousy place.

But his hands never stopped moving.

Wu Hanfeng directed the entire process, ensuring even the neatness of the edges and corners was perfect.

While the other squads were almost exhausted, the special operations squad was like they were on steroids, digging away furiously.

"Holy crap! It worked!" Zhao Yihang exclaimed joyfully.

"Damn it, I'm exhausted." Qian Kun and Ma Teng threw down their shovels and lay down on the ground.

Wu Hanfeng called Chen Zhiyuan over and said with a smug look on his face, "Old Chen, tell me if it's up to standard or not."

Chen Zhiyuan's eyes widened instantly: "This is textbook-level trenching!"

"Old Wu, did your special operations squad of five dig this out?"

Wu Hanfeng patted his chest and said proudly, "No, it was dug out by my four soldiers."

Chen Zhiyuan: "???"

His own soldiers dug desperately.

You, as the squad leader, are sitting here giving orders.

You've become arrogant?