Shipborne Special Forces.

Wang Aiguo looked at Huang Gang's seemingly wise but actually foolish expression with suspicion and asked, "What do you know?"

"I know what you're thinking," Huang Gang said confidently.

Wang Aiguo was stunned. How could anyone know about this? Before he could even speak, Huang Gang said, "You're probably thinking about how to get rid of Grandpa Bi too, right?"

"Wait a minute, where should I take Grandpa Bi if I have nothing else to do?"

"The hospital," everyone said solemnly.

Wang Aiguo was stunned. How did they arrive at this answer?

Huang Gang paused for a moment and explained, "It's like this, I think your feud with the leaders of Team 12 is practically irreconcilable. Given the current situation, being an outstanding soldier is probably a long way off for you, right?"

Wang Aiguo nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. Had they opened a second passage? So, if they couldn't change the impression, they'd just send the person away?

No, no, he's a good soldier, at least on the surface he should appear to be a good soldier, this won't do.

After thinking for a moment, Wang Aiguo suddenly stood up and said to everyone with great enthusiasm, "No, starting tomorrow I must work hard and become a qualified naval soldier."

"What's the truth?"

"To be honest, if things continue like this, I'll be discharged before I even become a qualified soldier."

"Young man, you have a good understanding!" Huang Gang and the others nodded. In their view, Wang Aiguo was quite clear about the situation.

.......

The day the instructor left... wait, that doesn't seem quite right. It should be the day the instructor was sent away... but that still doesn't quite fit. Oh well, let's not dwell on that.

After yesterday, Wang Aiguo understood that his real military career was about to begin. Next, they would embark on the path to becoming qualified soldiers, a path that would undoubtedly be arduous. But Wang Aiguo had no choice, for he harbored a grand dream. Endure these three years, and from then on, the world would be his oyster.

.......

Time: March 12, 8

Weather: The weather was incredibly sunny, with temperatures reaching 37 degrees Celsius at midday.

Location: Inside the dormitory

Why were we in the dormitory? Well, there was no other way, because our task for the first day was to fold blankets. And after lunch, Jia Qu arranged a big cleaning.

To be fair, although Jia Qu said, "If you can't even sweep one's own room, how can you sweep the world?"

But in Wang Aiguo's view, wasn't this just because they hadn't cleaned the building for a year, so they were being used as conscripts?

However, Wang Aiguo would not say these things aloud, because saying them would cause a lot of trouble.

Noon was supposed to be a lunch break, but the sudden big cleaning made everyone uncomfortable, but there was nothing they could do; in the army, orders are strictly obeyed. Jia Qu went to sleep, leaving everyone else to get to work.

Wang Aiguo was discussing with his classmates in the dormitory how to divide the work.

In Wang Aiguo's dormitory, there was a young man named Lao Liu. This kid was clearly not very old, but for some reason, everyone wanted to call him Lao Liu as soon as they saw him. After all… his face looked a little aged.

However, it must be said that this Brother Liu is definitely a low-key and good comrade. While Wang Aiguo and others had not yet thought about cleaning, he had already started mopping the floor every day.

So while everyone was still discussing it, Lao Liu stepped forward and offered to take over the floor cleaning.

With Lao Liu taking the lead, everyone began to actively express their opinions and desire to work.

Seeing everyone's enthusiasm, Wang Aiguo thought for a moment and realized he had to make a good impression. After all, District Chief Jia would definitely be inspecting each dormitory later, and a clean dormitory would certainly be praised. This was also a chance to change the leader's impression of him.

Thinking about this, Wang Aiguo began to feel excited. He decided that if he was going to do something, he would do the most difficult one.

So he looked around the room and finally decided that he would take care of the ceiling!

When Wang Aiguo shared his idea, everyone stared at him in disbelief.

After a long pause, the cult leader spoke up, "I must say, your idea is quite creative!"

"Creativity my ass! I'm doing the hardest job!" Wang Aiguo said irritably.

The cult leader shrugged and said, "Yes, this is indeed the hardest job. That's why we want to know, what are you planning to do?"

There wasn't much on the ceiling, just two electric fans and a few lights. But the question was, how was one supposed to get up there?

Wang Aiguo snorted coldly and said indifferently, "Is that too difficult for me?"

"...Why do I have a bad feeling about this?" the cult leader suddenly muttered to himself.

....

Five minutes later, various cries of agony echoed from Wang Aiguo's dormitory.

Old Liu, in particular, clung to Wang Aiguo's leg, crying and pleading, "Brother Sanbai, please spare me!"

"Can you please stop this? I just wanted to borrow your bed for a bit," Wang Aiguo shouted, cursing.

Hearing this, Old Liu became even more anxious and quickly said, "If you want to use a bed, then use your own! Why would you use mine?"

After thinking for a long time, Wang Aiguo finally came up with a solution: to bring over someone's bed. Since the bed was a bunk bed, climbing up to the top bunk to clean the fan and light bulbs wouldn't be a problem for him.

The problem was that his bed was right by the window, and it was too far to pull it over, so he dragged over Old Liu's and the cult leader's beds instead.

However, the scene before me is one of utter desolation.

Seeing this, Wang Aiguo was furious. What was this guy trying to do? He was just borrowing a bed; was he going to eat it?

"That's enough! I'm not eating your bed, I'm just dragging you here to do some work!"

"I'm not afraid of you eating me, I'm afraid you'll break my bed. If the bed frame breaks, where will the two of us sleep tonight?" Old Liu and the cult leader cried out with pitiful expressions.

Upon hearing this, how could Wang Aiguo possibly tolerate it? Damn it, he was nicknamed "Jade-Faced Fat Dragon of S City." The last person as agile as him was Chen Yaojin; with his skills, how could he possibly break a mere bed?

Without hesitation, Wang Aiguo kicked away Lao Liu and the cult leader, and took the lead by climbing onto the upper bunk.

When they saw Wang Aiguo jump up, Lao Liu and the cult leader's hearts nearly jumped out of their throats.

As a result, after Wang Aiguo went up, the bed made two creaking noises.

"See that? Do you think I'm that heavy? You think I can break the bed board? You underestimate the equipment of our People's Liberation Army. Even if I just jump on it a couple of times, the bed board still won't break."

After Wang Aiguo finished speaking, he even jumped up as if to prove what he had said.

"Holy crap, Brother Sanbai, you're not kidding me, are you?!" Old Liu and the cult leader shouted in terror as soon as Wang Aiguo jumped up.

As a result, Wang Aiguo's feet had just touched the ground... and he really did land.

After a loud bang, Wang Aiguo stood in the center of the bed, his face full of confusion, amidst a cloud of dust.

Everyone stared blankly at Wang Aiguo, looking as if they had seen a ghost.

"that……"