I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

"Get lost, you little brat. You know I don't have a boyfriend, so you're just teasing me."

Zhou Haibo's face turned ashen with anger.

Wu Hanfeng sat down next to him casually, leaned closer and laughed, "If your wife didn't run away, what could have made you so angry?"

"Worried about not washing the socks properly? Don't worry, I've checked them. Your skills are impeccable; they're washed very clean."

Zhou Haibo punched him in anger: "Get out! Get out! Get out!"

"Damn it, some bastard took my training pants that I just hung out to dry. I've looked everywhere and can't find them." "If I catch that beast, I'll cripple him."

Zhao Yihang was already distracted, and upon hearing this, he almost lost his balance and fell off the top bunk.

He gripped the edge of the bed, his face pale, and pretended to bend down to tidy the blankets.

A moment later, feeling guilty, they looked at Zhou Haibo together with Qian Kun.

Zhou Haibo was still angry and didn't notice their unusual behavior at all.

"I was at the clothes drying area, and when I went back to deliver a basin, someone took my work clothes."

Zhou Haibo became increasingly angry as he spoke: "I'd only worn those training pants for less than a month, the scuff was still on the knees, and they were stolen in the blink of an eye!"

Wu Hanfeng pretended to be disappointed and said, "Hey, you're a veteran, why didn't you make a mark on your training pants? Where are we supposed to find one?"

Zhou Haibo sighed: "How was I supposed to know that something like this could happen in the recruit training camp?"

"Is there some kind of saying about the military? How come newcomers can learn the skills of seasoned veterans without any instruction?"

"Back in the veterans' unit, my clothes and pants were reassigned several times. I eventually learned to write my name on my clothes."

"I didn't think much about it when I came here to train the new recruits."

"After all, everyone has only been here for less than two weeks. They can't even manage their own household affairs, so how could they possibly understand coordination?"

Wu Hanfeng laughed and said, "How can that be the same? The soldiers nowadays are all very skilled. They all consult with veterans before joining basic training."

Zhou Haibo sighed, "Ugh, this is really a headache."

Zhao Yihang didn't dare to breathe, wishing he could hide his head in a crack in the ground.

Qian Kun tidied up the meager belongings under the bed again and again, pushing the pair of matching canvas shoes further inside and covering them up completely with the shoebox.

Zhou Haibo fumed to himself for a while, then said nothing more.

This wasn't the first time they'd experienced something like this; they'd gotten used to it over the years.

If it's been coordinated, then it's been coordinated. What else can be done once something has happened?

At worst... I can just go to the drying yard and get it back myself.

......

A few minutes later, the entire company assembled.

Life in the military is rather monotonous, with the daily training programs being largely the same.

The morning routine consisted of training and lining up as usual.

For the first two weeks of basic training, every morning was spent in formation.

Tactical and physical training were conducted in the afternoon.

I run five kilometers almost every day at 4:30.

Wu Hanfeng's performance yesterday truly amazed everyone, but others don't know if it's just a flash in the pan or a grassroots comeback.

Wu Hanfeng checked his own condition and realized it was time to wake up!

His current body type is C+.

If we can fuse it a second time, it might rise to grade B.

Based on my previous performance, I need five fusions to reach S-rank.

Wu Hanfeng noticed that Chen Zhiyuan, Zhou Haibo, and the others hadn't noticed him.

He quietly walked over to Zhao Yihang and Qiankun and said, "You two keep an eye on me for a bit. If I seem off, call for help right away!"

Qian Kun asked, confused, "Brother Feng, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Zhao Yihang: "Then don't try to tough it out."

Wu Hanfeng: "It's not that serious, but if you see me about to faint, call for help immediately, or you won't have Brother Feng anymore!"

Zhao Yihang and Qian Kun: "???"