Shipborne Special Forces.

Upon hearing the instructor's voice, Wang Aiguo knew something was wrong, and in an instant, he felt goosebumps rise all over his body.

"Instructor, what's wrong?" Wang Aiguo turned his head brightly and asked in a low voice.

"Oh, it's nothing, it's just that the broom in the corner fell over, could you help me pick it up?" the instructor said casually.

"Phew, that scared me to death." Wang Aiguo breathed a sigh of relief. He thought the trousers he had sewn had been discovered.

Without saying a word, Wang Aiguo bent down and put the broom back in its place. But just as he did, the instructor's voice rang out again: "Wait a little longer."

"Huh? What's wrong, instructor?"

"What's wrong with your pants?"

"..."

No matter how hard I tried to dodge it, I couldn't escape it in the end. What's meant to happen will happen!

Wang Aiguo felt a chill in his heart.

That day, he became the only person in the new recruits' camp without a white bed sheet, because the instructor had taken his white bed sheet to use as a projection screen.

.......

August 8th is a magical day.

Because everyone was present, each squad started organizing heart-to-heart talks late at night.

Jia Qu led more than 30 people from the Third District Team to a quiet corner, where they sat down cross-legged and began to talk about their dreams.

"Alright, everyone, come up and tell us why you joined the army, or what your dreams are," Jia Qu said kindly.

Looking into Jia Qu's kind eyes, Wang Aiguo initially felt a sense of warmth, but this warmth lasted less than three minutes before being dispelled by the mosquito bites covering his body. Now, Wang Aiguo could only sigh, realizing that his first time venturing into the woods was actually with a group of grown men.

Okay, fine, let's drill then. After we're done, we'll still have to talk about our dreams amidst a swarm of mosquitoes.

Can Wang Aiguo say that his dream is to quickly go back into the building and apply medicated oil?

.......

One by one, everyone went up to share their dreams or why they wanted to join the army. In Wang Aiguo's dormitory, there were eight people in total: Wang Aiguo, Huang Gang, Ma Xiaofeng, and Li Zimu. The four newcomers were called "Master," "Little Tian," "Little Lu," and "Old Liu."

Why these few names? Mainly because Wang Aiguo couldn't remember so many names at once, so he gave them the simplest nicknames.

The cult leader took the lead and went to the front of the stage to share his dream with everyone.

"My dream is to sleep until I naturally wake up."

"You should retire from the army," Jia Qu said to the cult leader after a moment of contemplation.

Cult Leader: "..."

After the cult leader finished speaking, Huang Gang came up, and everyone was stunned when he opened his mouth.

"I joined the army after reading the story of the cookhouse, so I want to go to the cookhouse."

"Can you cook?" Jia Qu asked.

"I can eat vegetables," Huang Gang said earnestly.

"Would you like to be discharged too?"

Huang Gang: "..."

One after another, they took the stage, only to find that there were no normal people here. These soldiers weren't joining to protect their country; they were all chasing strange dreams.

Finally, it was Wang Aiguo's turn. As soon as Wang Aiguo stepped forward, Jia Qu turned his head away. In just one week, he had gotten to know Wang Aiguo very well, and he was now certain that Wang Aiguo was definitely not a decent person.

"My dream is to become a naval soldier who is physically and professionally qualified. My short-term goal is to become an outstanding soldier before the end of basic training."

After Wang Aiguo finished speaking, there was a deathly silence in the audience.

Jia Qu looked at Wang Aiguo with a completely bewildered expression.

Okay, so he was just waiting for someone to say such a serious dream. But the problem is... why is it that this serious dream is coming from the most unserious person?

"Aiguo, are you out of your mind?" Jia Qu said seriously.

Wang Aiguo waved his hand: "Of course not."

"Why don't you go check on the medical team later? Meeting adjourned." Jia Qu waved his hand, dismissing the "Brotherly Mutual Aid and Care Meeting."

Wang Aiguo: "..."

Looking at Jia Qu's expression, Wang Aiguo was speechless. Was this what he wanted to say? Wasn't he forced into it?

He couldn't very well say, "My dream is to be a couch potato, own three houses, collect rent, and spend my days playing video games, eating potato chips, and drinking cola!"

.......

After the heart-to-heart talk ended, Wang Aiguo was about to go upstairs to wash up and go to bed when he saw Grandpa Bi standing "pretty" at the entrance of the building.

Then Wang Aiguo felt a tightness in his anus... well, he wasn't quite sure why it was a tightness in his anus.

Seeing Wang Aiguo approaching, Grandpa Bi squinted and said with a smile, "Fatty Wang, how long does it usually take you to run 3,000 meters?"

Wang Aiguo's heart skipped a beat. Good heavens, the thing he feared most was about to happen.

Wang Aiguo pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "Captain, do you want to hear the truth?"

"Of course!"

"About an hour."

"……."

A hush fell over the scene as everyone stared at Wang Aiguo in astonishment. Some were surprised that he was running so slowly, but many more were astonished by his audacity in saying such a thing.

As a result, Grandpa Bi patted Wang Aiguo on the shoulder and said calmly, "It's okay, it's okay, someone will help you speed things up."

Wang Aiguo was taken aback, and then he saw the instructor silently walk out from behind Grandpa Bi, holding a kitchen knife in his hand.

"Run at full speed. If you can't outrun me, I'll take revenge on my projection screen," the instructor said coldly to Wang Aiguo.

A chill ran down Wang Aiguo's spine. Damn it, forced love is never sweet! Why don't you guys understand?

.......

Soon everyone was present, and a week after entering the recruit camp, the first official 3,000-meter test began.

Wang Aiguo huddled in the ranks, trembling. Looking at the instructor behind him, who was still holding a kitchen knife and had a sinister look on his face, he was now in a complete panic.

I, Wang Aiguo, a 220-pound fat man, am being forced to run 3,000 meters by a madman with a knife. How can I escape? I need help urgently.

.......

After Grandpa Bi gave the order, Wang Aiguo set off. To take care of him, Grandpa Bi specially placed him at the front of the group.

Of course, that's not the most important thing. The most important thing is... the instructor behind him also set off.

"Instructor, let's talk this out. I'll try my best to run. Please put the knife down, okay?"

"Oh no, I'm going to get revenge on my projection screen."

"No, let's talk this out. Besides, didn't I already give you my bedsheets?"

"That projection screen is worth much more than your bed sheet."

"Okay, even so, you don't have to follow me around with a knife like this. It's making me really nervous."

"If you pass the test, I won't hold it against you."

Wang Aiguo turned to look at the instructor's serious expression. To be honest, he really wanted to post another message.

"How can I help someone who takes an hour to run 3,000 meters to finish in 13 minutes and 40 seconds? I need help urgently."