Shipborne Special Forces.

Seeing that the captain specifically asked him to perform, Wang Aiguo felt a surge of excitement.

Showing off in front of the battalion commander… no, showing off. Isn't this a great opportunity to earn an outstanding soldier rating? After all, his sweeping machine has a two-year lifespan, and there's no hope of getting it anytime soon. After all this trouble, he still needs to find an outstanding soldier to solve his immediate problem.

Thinking of this, Wang Aiguo's lips curled into a slight smile. Then, his expression turned serious as he looked at the green mat in front of him.

"I've memorized the moves perfectly, 100% success rate, a flawless execution. Now, let me show you the dazzling prowess of this genius! Hahahaha!"

After mentally repeating it to himself, Wang Aiguo lunged forward without saying a word and landed on the green mat.

Generally speaking, when a person goes from standing to lying down, there is some psychological pressure for a moment, which causes the body to instinctively flinch. However, Wang Aiguo was so excited at the moment that his movement was as smooth as flowing water... well, he just fell straight onto the mat like a meteorite landing.

When shooting from a prone position, you should lie down on the mat, immediately assume a prone aiming posture, and then aim the gun.

However, before Wang Aiguo could even take the second step, the anomaly had already occurred.

The moment Wang Aiguo pounced on the mat, everyone heard a loud 'thud,' and the next second everyone was shocked.

"Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?" These three questions left even the captain confused.

Shen Long stared blankly at the chicken feathers flying everywhere, and the captain, whose head was covered in chicken feathers, was completely dumbfounded.

Wang Aiguo wasn't much better off than them; he lay blankly on the mat, his mouth stuffed with chicken feathers.

"What the hell am I doing? Where did these chicken feathers come from? Did I knock down the chicken coop again?" Wang Aiguo was completely bewildered, as if he had been in a different world.

The captain was stunned for a long time. Finally, he looked at Wang Aiguo and was about to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he spat out a bunch of chicken feathers.

The scene immediately descended into chaos. To be honest, the scene was somewhat comical, but the comical part was the captain himself. Who the hell would dare to laugh?

Shen Long was also confused. Why were the mats made of chicken feathers? Shouldn't these green mats be filled with sponge? What's going on? Is Chenyang Recruit Camp particularly unusual?

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey! What the hell is going on? Where did this chicken feather come from?" The captain finally came to his senses, spat out the chicken feather in his mouth, and then shouted cursingly.

Shen Long looked completely innocent; this had nothing to do with him. Even more innocent than him was Wang Aiguo, who was just there for training; this mess shouldn't be pinned on him, right?

"Wang Aiguo!!!" The captain shouted angrily at Wang Aiguo.

Wang Aiguo jumped up with a start and shouted, "Here!"

As he spoke, Wang Aiguo spat out a bunch of chicken feathers, causing the brigade leader to wave his hands repeatedly.

"You son of a bitch..."

"Captain, this has nothing to do with me. I didn't do this. How did chicken feathers get in here? I have no idea," Wang Aiguo explained in a panic. This was a huge accusation, and he couldn't take the blame.

Jia Qu, who was standing to the side, looked at the quartermaster, who had rolled his eyes so hard they were almost touching the back of his head, and it looked like something transparent was about to come out of his mouth.

"Who the hell did this! Who! Who!!!" the captain roared.

Honestly, if you had to pick one signature phrase from the Morning Sun recruit camp, it would definitely be "Who is it! Who is it!!!" It seems everyone knows this little rascal's signature phrase.

That evening, in the quartermaster's room, under the supervision of Jia Qu and the quartermaster, Wang Aiguo wrote three self-criticisms in a flurry of activity.

To this, Wang Aiguo could only say: "What does this mess have to do with him? Why should he not only write a self-criticism, but also write one for the quartermaster and Jia Qu?"

.......

The day after the "Lying Down Chicken Feather Incident" ended, several green trucks drove into the brigade of Chenyang's new recruit camp. Next, each team would be taken to the shooting range in batches to practice shooting.

Of course, in the captain's mind, he probably preferred being taken to the shooting range by the 12th team to be executed by firing squad, rather than to be shot at. A whole day had passed, and he still wasn't satisfied, because for some reason, he felt a lingering smell of chicken manure in his mouth.

Thinking about this, the captain was so angry he wanted to scratch his head. Because of this, the shooting training that he was supposed to attend was actually done by Jiang Tao instead.

Jiang Tao stood at the shooting range, clutching his back and looking completely bewildered. Why was he being asked to take on this ridiculous task? Didn't they know he was sick?

However, since we're already here, we have no other choice.

Teams took turns heading to the firing range, and soon it was Team 12's turn.

As they boarded the green pickup truck, everyone in Team 12 was excited. You Jiang huddled next to Wang Aiguo and shouted, "Sanbai, we're going to fire a gun! Are you excited?"

"It's just shooting a gun, what's the big deal? Don't you have a 'gun' yourself?" Wang Aiguo looked at You Jiang's lower body and then smiled strangely.

"Is it really necessary to start driving without warning..." Youjiang said with a wry smile.

Wang Aiguo didn't speak, but just took a deep breath. How could they know that he had spent half the night writing a self-criticism, a total of six thousand words? It had left him feeling groggy and completely listless.

While sitting in the green pickup truck, Jia suddenly spoke up.

"You'll all be assigned to company units from now on. Although we in the Navy fire guns less often than the Army, you still need to know how to fire one. Because you'll be carrying guns when you're on duty or on guard duty. Also, I want to remind you, don't play with the guns you use on guard duty, especially don't play with the bullets."

"Bullets? What's so fun about bullets?" Huang Gang asked Jia Qu, puzzled.

District Chief Jia sighed and said, "You don't know, back then I was a new recruit. When we were shooting in the recruit camp, I saw that there were extra bullets, so I took one back to study it."

"After we got it back, everyone was excited and kept saying they wanted to take it apart to see what was inside the bullet. With everyone's encouragement, I finally used pliers to disassemble the bullet. I originally thought the gunpowder inside the bullet would be black powder like firecrackers. But after disassembling it, I found that it wasn't black powder at all. Instead, it was a black crystal-like substance."

Everyone looked at Jia Qu with curiosity and suddenly became interested. To be honest, this was a very rare thing to hear.

At that moment, Jia Qu raised his head and looked outside the green train.

"When we saw the black crystals, we were all very curious about why they were like that. Then a young man gave me a lighter and said, 'Why don't we light one and see?'"