Shipborne Special Forces.

When the Shaolin monk first arrived, Grandpa Bi was incredibly excited. A Shaolin monk, strong and honest, was exactly the kind of recruit a captain could dream of.

But what's the reality? While monks are indeed very strong, doing a one-handed pull-up is child's play for them. However, when it comes to running, they're a different story.

It's worth mentioning that the running posture of a martial monk is different from that of an average person. Logically, a tall person of 186cm should take long strides when running.

But the monk was different; he ran with small, quick steps.

When the monks first started running after arriving, their bizarre running style shocked everyone in Team 12. A burly man like King Kong running like a girl—it was terrifying!

The consequence of this bizarre running posture was that the monk fell from the front of the line to the back in less than a kilometer.

Seeing this, Grandpa Bi looked like he was having a heart attack.

Where did the Shaolin monks go, the swift movements, and the superb physical abilities? They're practically becoming the next Wang Aiguo!

Fortunately, Wang Aiguo is unaware of what Grandpa Bi is thinking. If he did, he would be completely baffled, wondering what this mess has to do with him.

.......

After one round of testing, the monks, with a "high score" of fourteen minutes and ten seconds, successfully dominated the last few places.

Looking at this result, Grandpa Bi spat and cursed inwardly, "I knew that bastard from Team 11 wouldn't give me any good soldiers, and he was right."

When Grandpa Bi first learned of the monk's identity, he thought a savior had arrived, and looked at the monk as if he were his own son. Then, after testing him in a 3,000-meter run, Grandpa Bi decided to send this "son" to an orphanage.

Looking at the monks' scores on the form, Grandpa Bi recalled his past opinion of the monks and couldn't help but want to slap himself a few times.

At this very moment, the captain of Team 11, Deep Sea Shark, stood at the window, looking at Grandpa Bi with a sly smile.

"Trying to mess with me? Humph!"

....

Even a martial monk would be exhausted after a 3,000-meter run, so instinct led him to the same dormitory as Wang Aiguo to rest.

Seeing the monk sitting beside him, Wang Aiguo couldn't help but ask, "Monk, who taught you that running style?"

"My master," the monk replied with pride.

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, then said in unison, "Your master is a nun?"

"You have nuns in your Shaolin Temple?" The monk rolled his eyes at the crowd.

"Then why do you run like a female soldier?" Wang Aiguo asked curiously.

The monk looked at the crowd with an expression that said, "You are all so ignorant," and said, "My master said that this posture can help you develop lightness skills."

After the monk's explanation, Wang Aiguo and the others finally understood what he meant.

A few years ago, there was a very interesting experiment that discussed whether it was possible to use the skill of "lightness skill" to walk on water.

Then a Shaolin monk jumped out and said he could do it. The monk then laid a straw mat on the water and ran for dozens of meters on the water.

This caused quite a stir at the time. Later, experts explained that the water surface has buoyancy, and with the addition of the straw mat, theoretically, if you pedal fast enough, it's possible to achieve a similar effect to floating on water.

Then the monk's master made him practice this all day long, hoping that he could break the record and run a longer distance.

It is precisely because of maintaining this posture for many years that the monk's endurance can only be maintained for a few hundred meters. This is only thanks to his good physique; most people would collapse after running fifty meters.

But that's where the problem arises. This is the military; you don't need to skim across water here. All you need to do is pass the 3,000-meter run.

After hearing what the monk said, Wang Aiguo sighed and felt a pang of sympathy for Grandpa Bi.

Team 12 already had him, this "heavyweight," dragging down their results enough, but then the monk joined them. Now, how fast do they all have to run to offset his and the monk's performance?

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That evening, Grandpa Bi was in his room, looking at his 3,000-meter test results from the day. He couldn't resist taking out his treasured bottle of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor) and raising a glass to the moonlight.

Since basic training began, Grandpa Bi has felt his heart about to "run out of credit" several times a day. If it weren't for constantly taking heart medication to keep it running, he might already be dead by now.

It has to be said that after more than forty days, the pass rate of other teams in the 3,000 meters has reached about 70%, and some better teams, like Team 11, have even reached 80%.

And what about him? Heh, 58%.

This result almost made him feel extremely ashamed and indignant.

The evaluation of Team 12 within Chenyang Recruit Camp has now escalated from "misfits" to "the animal kingdom." As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together.

Among the 12 teams, there are two leaders: Wang Aiguo, who looks like a terrorist from the Middle East, and a martial monk who looks like a chimpanzee. With these two leading the way, what decent people can these 12 teams possibly produce?

Other teams running 3,000 meters were full of energy and vitality.

But a team of twelve running three thousand is like a wild dog that has broken free of its reins.

Other teams march in formation, and that's what you call dashing and heroic.

The twelve teams marching in formation is called "zombie release".

Other teams are called well-trained when they go out to work.

When the 12th team went out to work, strangers were kept at bay.

As for why strangers are kept away, it's because every time Team 12 goes out on official business, it doesn't look like they're going out to work; it looks more like they're collecting protection money.

The group was filled with people of all shapes and sizes, not to mention the leaders, including Wang Aiguo and a martial monk—people whose faces clearly didn't suggest good people. They were carrying sickles, brooms, rakes, and iron rods (used for carrying poles), making them look exactly like a gang of thugs.

Back in my school days, teachers often said, "You are the worst group of students I've ever taught." To be honest, Grandpa Bi used to say that a lot too, but now he realizes he was wrong, terribly wrong.

Since meeting Wang Aiguo and others, Grandpa Bi realized that there's always something worse, never the worst. Compared to Wang Aiguo and his group, Grandpa Bi felt that the recruits he had met before were as adorable as his own daughters.

He had previously boasted to the squadron leader that he would definitely make Wang Aiguo a qualified naval soldier. Of course, the reason he dared to say that was because he thought Wang Aiguo was the only one dragging the team down in the 12th squadron.

And now, haha, the entire hind leg has been removed and used to make premium ham.

"I knew it, they wouldn't give me a good soldier for no reason. Sigh, what should I do with that monk?" Old Master Bi said, taking a swig of his drink in distress.

Just then, his phone rang.

Grandpa Bi glanced at the caller ID on his phone, and his eyes suddenly lit up.