Shipborne Special Forces.

Grandpa Bi, as if possessed, frantically pushed the sweeper towards Team 11, while Deep Sea Shark from Team 11 was right downstairs directing the team members to sweep the snow.

Just as he was giving his orders, Grandpa Bi suddenly appeared, accompanied by his own background music—the loud sound of a diesel engine.

Upon seeing Grandpa Bi charging towards Team 11 with a lewd smile, Deep Sea Shark instantly felt a tightness in his anus... Wait, why his anus? He doesn't have hemorrhoids.

But for some reason, the deep-sea shark felt that way; he always felt that Bi Laoye's behavior was no different from driving a vacuum cleaner to grope him.

"Damn it, Lao Bi, what are you doing? What are you doing here?" Before Grandpa Bi even got close, the deep-sea shark started shouting.

Grandpa Bi gave a sly smile, his steps unwavering as he continued charging forward with all his might: "What am I doing? Shoveling snow on the playground, of course! Hahahaha!"

Seeing Bi Fujian's behavior, the Deep-Sea Shark almost vomited blood. He had seen shamelessness before, but he had never seen anything as shameless as this.

Honestly, it's fine to show off, but showing off repeatedly like this once or twice is going too far. Okay, even if you like showing off repeatedly, can't you at least give everyone a safe distance? This is like pushing snow around in front of someone's house—what's the difference between that and taking a dump in front of someone's house?

That's incredibly insulting.

The deep-sea shark's face turned pale with anger, then turned even paler. Finally, it glared at the recruits of Team 11 and roared, "What are you looking at? What's so interesting about that piece of junk? Go shovel snow! Hurry up! So many of you can't beat one machine, aren't you ashamed?"

"Hehe, if the captain isn't ashamed, what's there to be ashamed of as a team member?" Grandpa Bi turned off the diesel engine and looked at the deep-sea shark with a smile.

The deep-sea shark got even angrier and roared, "What gives you the right to be so arrogant? You got lucky this year by getting two strong recruits, but what about next year? Will you still be able to..."

"Heh, I'm changing careers this year, so what does next year have to do with me?" Grandpa Bi said sarcastically without any politeness.

This one sentence nearly killed a great white shark in its anger.

That afternoon, the promised New Year's Day holiday for Team 11 was canceled, and everyone was gathered in the TV room to watch a patriotic commemorative film.

……

Grandpa Bi played with the robot vacuum cleaner for most of the day and finally managed to push it back. As soon as Wang Aiguo saw that Grandpa Bi had brought the robot vacuum cleaner back, he rushed over excitedly.

"My dear captain, you didn't break this thing, did you? This is my hard work."

"Alright, alright, it's not broken. Oh, by the way, I also went to the brigade headquarters to get you a can of diesel." As he spoke, Grandpa Bi took out a white plastic bucket from behind his back and handed it to Wang Aiguo.

Wang Aiguo was still very excited to see diesel fuel. Diesel engines don't use electricity; they consume diesel fuel. To be honest, Wang Aiguo's initial design wasn't a diesel engine at all; he originally wanted to make an electric motor, since charging is definitely more convenient than using diesel.

The problem was that, firstly, electric motors were more expensive than diesel ones, and engines with energy storage capabilities were even more expensive. Secondly, Shenlong could only get diesel engines, so Wang Aiguo had to make do with what he had.

With enough diesel fuel, Wang Aiguo and the monks immediately pushed the sweeper and began to quickly clear the snow from the road.

The snow in Team 12 dried quickly, and then Wang Aiguo and the monk even helped clear the snow in Team 13. To be honest, Wang Aiguo didn't want to go, but the monk vowed that he would make sure Liu Wenjun did less work and could gain weight.

Then, under the monstrous strength of the monk, Wang Aiguo uncontrollably headed towards Team 13.

Damn it, just because you're strong doesn't mean you can be amazing!

.......

The snow clearing was finished, and all the snow was piled up. Looking at the mountain of snow, an eerie atmosphere suddenly arose.

"Such a lot of snow, shouldn't we take it all?" Wang Aiguo suddenly looked at everyone with a strange expression.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then they understood what Wang Aiguo had said.

This is snow, and so much snow at that! If we don't use all this snow for a snowball fight, what a waste of this trip to the North!

"Hehe." Wang Aiguo smiled strangely, then pulled a large snowball from a snowdrift by the roadside.

Seeing the hostile look in Wang Aiguo's eyes, everyone immediately lowered their heads and picked up the snowballs without saying a word.

"Hahaha, let's fight head-on!" Wang Aiguo shouted wildly, and then a clump of snow was stuffed into his mouth.

"Come on, come on, are you afraid of me?" You Jiang held a snowball in each hand and looked at Wang Aiguo with a provocative expression.

"Heh." Wang Aiguo sneered. It seems today is the day for revenge!

....

The snowball fight quickly escalated into a raging frenzy. The southerners, who had never seen snow before, went absolutely crazy during their first snowball fight.

Compared to the people in the south, Huang Gang and his group in the north were much calmer. They had grown up watching snow and snowball fights were commonplace for them, so they all scoffed at Wang Aiguo and the others' crazy antics.

It wasn't until the monk threw a huge snowball at Huang Gang's face that the northern friends joined the fray.

It must be said that snow, though seemingly soft, becomes incredibly terrifying when imbued with the power of a monster like a martial monk. The monk, wielding a snowball, stood in the center, launching an indiscriminate attack on everyone, appearing utterly invincible.

The group was sent fleeing in terror after being overwhelmed by the monk's attacks. After a while, You Jiang suddenly rushed to Wang Aiguo's side and whispered, "Sanbai, the monk's fighting power is off the charts. Is there any way to take him down?"

"How about I draw his attention from the front while you approach from behind and deliver a fatal blow at close range?" Wang Aiguo suggested a feasible plan after thinking for a moment.

After considering it for a moment, You Jiang thought the plan seemed feasible, so he nodded and said, "Okay, let's do it this way."

Then Wang Aiguo stepped out from the crowd and threw several snowballs at the monk with all his might.

Right Jiang, holding a huge snowball, circled around behind the monk, intending to launch a sneak attack.

"Hahaha, take this righteous backstab!" Seeing that he was close to the monk's back, Right Jiang shouted and strode forward to smash the huge snowball into the monk's face.

At that moment, time seemed to slow down. Everyone looked expectantly at Youjiang, eager to see the monk being knocked down by the snowball.

However, the next moment, his right foot slipped...

Slipping wasn't scary; what was scary was that Right Descent had knocked the snowball off his hand. Okay, losing the snowball wasn't a big deal. But in a daze, Right Descent actually approached the monk empty-handed.