Shipborne Special Forces.

The instructor was inspecting everyone's training when, just as he reached the end of the stairs, Wang Aiguo caused a human avalanche that crashed down on him.

Completely unprepared, he was pinned down by more than a dozen people.

When Jia and Li pulled everyone apart and saw the instructor lying paralyzed on the ground, both of them felt a chill in their hearts.

Okay, collapsing to the ground isn't a big deal. The real problem is... there's a pool of blood on the instructor's pants.

.......

"What's going on??" Wang Aiguo exclaimed in surprise.

Jia Qu glared at him irritably and snapped, "Shut up!"

"Counselor, counselor, wake up! Don't scare us!"

After a while, the instructor woke up and then felt a sharp pain in his lower body.

Looking down at his crotch, the instructor let out a scream and fainted again.

Wang Aiguo later learned that the instructor hadn't gone on a business trip a few days ago, but had gone to get a circumcision.

And now... the wound seems to have reopened.

....

When the ambulance arrived, Li Qu was still using tissues to help the instructor cover the wound. However, the wound seemed to be quite serious, as the bleeding hadn't stopped after half an hour.

The instructor's face was extremely pale, likely due to excessive blood loss.

After being lifted into the ambulance, the instructor's lips moved slightly, and then Grandpa Bi leaned over and asked him, "Is there anything you can't let go of? Tell me, and I'll definitely take care of it for you!"

The instructor weakly said, "You should transfer to civilian work as soon as possible; it's too dangerous here!"

Grandpa Bi nodded earnestly, his eyes brimming with tears. In just the last few days, he had also had this idea.

Let's go, for the future, and for living!

.......

The ambulance carrying Li Qu and the instructor left, leaving Wang Aiguo staring blankly at the departing vehicle.

He was just thinking about how to change the instructor's impression of him, but now it's probably a blood feud that can't be broken.

They just went up and crippled the person's lower body. What method can be used to erase this hatred?

But after thinking about it carefully, Wang Aiguo still felt that he couldn't take all the blame. The one who started this whole thing was You Jiang, and he should bear the main responsibility.

When Wang Aiguo turned around, he saw You Jiang, his mouth full of blood, crying to Jia Qu, "That fat guy in front of me knocked my teeth out! What am I going to do?"

"Heh." At this moment, Wang Aiguo felt like dying.

.......

During dinner that evening, Grandpa Bi, in a fit of rage, summoned the five fattest men from Team 12.

"Starting today, you don't need to sit at the same table anymore. From this meal onwards, you'll have a separate table, five people to sit together, and focus on losing weight."

"Captain, this trouble was caused by Sanbai. Why don't you let him sit at the same table as you, and we can just have a normal meal?" Sanpang said.

While lamenting Kim Jong-un's lack of loyalty, Wang Aiguo silently endured the murderous glares from the other men.

What the hell does this have to do with him? Is it his fault? Is it his fault? Is it his fault? I'll say it three times because it's important.

However, upon closer reflection, he does bear some responsibility, perhaps about five percent. The main person responsible should be You Jiang.

As a result, Grandpa Bi ignored Sanpang's advice and made the decision directly.

"Shut up, you five are the biggest drag on the team. Stop talking nonsense and focus on losing weight."

After finishing speaking, Grandpa went back to his own table to eat.

....

After a sigh, the five people arrived at the "special dining table" at the front. Grandpa Bi's arrangement was this: the five people who could eat the most would be placed together, the number of vegetarian dishes would be doubled, and the number of meat dishes would be halved.

The main dish on the table was a plate of steamed buns, without a single grain of rice.

According to Grandpa Bi, rice is more likely to cause weight gain than steamed buns.

Looking at the plate of steamed buns, Wang Aiguo felt like he was going crazy. "Do you guys really have to go this far? Is this really appropriate?"

"Dinner's ready!" Grandpa Bi called out, and then everyone started eating.

Most of the meat dishes in the recruit camp were braised pork, and that day was no exception. There was a plate of braised pork, and five people each had a chopstick, leaving only one piece in their bowls.

"This last piece..." Erpang said with a complicated expression.

The five people looked at each other, puzzled. This was a rather big problem.

After a few seconds of thought, everyone sat at the table and suddenly sprang to attention. Four people grabbed their chopsticks and quickly reached for the piece of braised pork in their bowls. As for Wang Aiguo, he didn't use chopsticks; instead, he spat directly onto the piece of braised pork.

"...Three hundred? Do you have any shame?" Erpang said speechlessly.

"Hehe, you flatter me." Wang Aiguo smiled and put the last piece of braised pork into his own bowl.

....

The steamed buns in basic training camp were harder than anyone could imagine. The moment they were brought out, the surface hardened like a rock in the wind. And since there was no soup, everyone ate the buns like they were eating pig's trotters. (I was originally writing about the North, but then everyone said the North eats rice. Then the South said they eat rice too, and I got really confused. Where are they eating steamed buns???)

Wang Aiguo had no choice but to break the steamed bun into pieces and eat it with shredded potatoes. At that moment, he suddenly missed home, where at least there was rice to eat.

Just as everyone was sighing, Grandpa Bi's voice rang out: "Hey you, why are you wasting food like that? The crust of the steamed bun is the best part, how could you peel it off?"

Wang Aiguo looked back and exclaimed, "Oh dear, it's a right-wing demotion!"

You Jiang looked at Grandpa Bi with an embarrassed expression and said, "No, Captain, it's mainly because..."

"I don't need your explanation. Steamed buns are grain, grown by farmers through hard work. Even if your family isn't farmers in this generation, if you trace your lineage back eight generations, there must have been farmers. How can you waste them like that and not be worthy of their hard work?"

You Jiang looked at Grandpa Bi with a blank expression. Why could peeling a steamed bun skin lead to such a high-level theory?

"Okay, I understand." You Jiang had no choice but to grit his teeth and gnaw on the steamed bun.

Grandpa Bi nodded in satisfaction at You Jiang, but just as he was about to sit down, a flash of silver light appeared in You Jiang's mouth, and a white object flew out and hit Grandpa Bi in the chest.

Grandpa Bi was taken aback. He looked down and found that it was actually a tooth, and the tooth was stuck to his clothes.

The scene fell silent instantly, with only the sound of You Jiang covering his mouth in pain.

Of course, seeing the right descending tooth fly out, Wang Aiguo was overjoyed, thinking to himself, "Serves you right for shifting the blame! Serves you right for shifting the blame! Now you're getting your comeuppance! Hahahaha!"

Starting the next day, Grandpa Bi stopped insisting that the staple food be steamed buns, and a bowl of seaweed soup was added to everyone's table.

.......

After finishing his meal, Wang Aiguo lay on his bed and began to consider whether he could continue being a soldier.

He was saying he wanted to be a qualified soldier and win the title of outstanding soldier, but he almost sent his instructor to the crematorium the next day.

Huang Gang was taken aback when he saw Wang Aiguo lost in thought, but he quickly realized what was going on.