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The monk and Wang Aiguo were about the same height, and when they both flipped over and lifted the sandbags, it looked rather impressive.

But after turning over, Wang Aiguo and the monk were stunned to see their empty hands.

"Huh? Where's the sandbag?" Wang Aiguo stared blankly at his hands, his face full of confusion.

The monk was also puzzled; wasn't he just holding onto it a moment ago?

"Ouch..."

A mournful wail came from not far away. The sound wasn't loud, but it made both the martial monk and Wang Aiguo speechless.

"It can't be that much of a coincidence, can it?" The two of them turned their heads at the same time to look in the direction of the wailing.

Not far away, You Jiang's upper body was pressed under a sandbag, while his lower body was twitching on the ground, looking like a salted fish that wasn't quite dead.

"Heh... Why is it always you who gets hurt..." The monk and Wang Aiguo thought at the same time.

One hour later...

In a ward at the Second People's Hospital of Q City, the instructor, dressed in a hospital gown, looked at You Jiang, who was in the next bed, with a pained expression.

"Didn't you go out? It's only been a few days. Why are you back again?" the instructor said to Youjiang.

Right Jiang's eyes were filled with tiny stars, and it took him a long time to understand what the instructor was saying.

"It's that three-hundred-pound thing and that chimpanzee!" Youjiang cried out in anguish.

The instructor took a deep breath, recalling some painful images in his mind.

"From now on, stay away from them, or... you'll die!" the instructor said firmly.

.......

This National Day holiday was a bit tough for everyone, but we were all quite happy because it was very fulfilling.

After waking up in the morning, there's no morning exercise. After washing up and having breakfast, we go to work at 8:00 AM and come back to rest at 10:00 AM. We go back to work at 2:00 PM and come back to rest and eat at 5:00 PM. In the evening, we're all organized to watch a movie, or we can rest in place and joke around or make phone calls.

On the first day after the National Day holiday, Grandpa Bi and the brigade leader stood in front of the newly tidied brigade gate, feeling a great sense of accomplishment.

"As expected, there's strength in numbers. They cleaned this place up in just half a month," the captain said proudly, looking at the gate.

Grandpa Bi didn't say anything, but he felt very proud. At that moment, he suddenly thought of two people: Wang Aiguo and the martial monk.

Although the two had less physical training in the past two weeks, carrying hundreds of bags of sand through the new brigade every day was a better way to train them than regular physical training.

"Alright, all teams, assemble! We're moving!" the captain announced loudly to the other captains.

"Yes!" the team leaders shouted, then ran back to their respective teams to arrange the moving.

This whole ordeal took another day.

.......

Date: January 9, 12

Weather: It's still a bit hot, but it's tolerable for everyone.

Location: The new Morning Sun Recruit Camp

"Alright, alright, everyone stand still. You over there, move closer to the middle, lean against each other!"

Grandpa Bi held up his phone and shouted at the 12 teams of new recruits who were standing on the photo stand.

How can you move without taking photos? Wouldn't it be a waste to take photos if you didn't?

However, while Grandpa Bi was very happy, Wang Aiguo and the martial monk felt a little uncomfortable. They didn't know what Grandpa Bi was thinking, insisting that the two of them stand in the very middle.

Okay, being right in the middle is one thing, but they also had to arrange for fat guys like Fatty Three, Fatty Four, Fatty Five, etc., to stand next to them.

Okay, so we just accepted it, since he was the heaviest one anyway. But during the photo shoot, Bi Fujian was still desperately trying to get everyone to squeeze into the middle, to the point that he almost kissed the martial arts monk.

Now he and the monk have one hand on each other's waist (to save space), their cheeks less than three centimeters apart. If they were to nudge each other any closer, the scene would resemble a wild version of Brokeback Mountain.

"Alright, alright, stop moving, I'm going to take the picture!" Grandpa Bi called out cheerfully.

"I have a feeling something's not quite right, Monk. Don't you think our heights are decreasing?" Wang Aiguo said to the monk in a low voice, his lips barely moving as he maintained his stiff smile.

The monk also maintained his smile, then whispered, "Can we not lower it? This third step alone bears several times the weight of the other steps."

"Won't it break like this?"

"I don't know!"

"Alright, 1, 2, 3, cheese!" Grandpa Bi shouted excitedly.

"Crack! Boom!"

The moment the shutter was pressed, the wooden steps used for taking photos snapped deeply, and amidst a cloud of dust, Wang Aiguo and the others left behind their first memento at the Chenyang recruit camp.

Yeah, a group of people who fell and stumbled to the side as a memento.

....

Everyone was excited on the day they moved into the new brigade. Of course, the most exciting thing was that right next to the 12th brigade's building was the 13th brigade, which was entirely made up of female soldiers.

Everyone hadn't seen any female creatures for two months, so seeing so many female soldiers naturally excited them so much that they couldn't sleep well all night.

The next morning, Wang Aiguo and the martial monk were the first to wake up. The first thing they did upon getting out of bed was to grab their underwear and head to the toilet.

There's nothing we can do... They're all young people, everyone understands.

After changing his underwear, Wang Aiguo's gaze was suddenly drawn to a strange device in the toilet.

"What the hell is this?" Wang Aiguo asked, pointing to the layers of iron sheets on the toilet wall.

Upon hearing Wang Aiguo's words, the martial monk also came over and looked at the things on the wall with great curiosity.

The two studied it for a long time, and then the monk confidently said, "I understand, this thing must be fire-fighting equipment. This is a door that can be opened, and inside there must be fire-fighting equipment."

"Are you... sure?" Wang Aiguo looked at the monk suspiciously. He had studied this thing for a long time, but it didn't seem to have anything to do with fire-fighting equipment.

But seeing the monk's confident expression, Wang Aiguo began to believe him again.

Seeing Wang Aiguo's skeptical expression, the martial monk snorted and said, "If you don't believe me, I'll open it and show you. There's definitely fire-fighting equipment inside."

"Okay, let's open it and take a look."

Thus, Wang Aiguo and the martial monk embarked on a path of no return.

Wang Aiguo now weighs 200 jin (100 catties), while the monk weighs 180 jin (90 kg). Although their weight has decreased, their muscles have greatly increased due to the crazy carrying of yellow sand.

So, faced with two people of superhuman strength, the strange piece of iron was quickly opened.

The moment he opened it, Wang Aiguo was absolutely horrified.

Later, Wang Aiguo learned that this thing wasn't a sheet of iron, nor was it any kind of fire-fighting equipment; it was called a radiator in the north...

Logically speaking, even if the radiator were removed, it wouldn't be a big deal. But the problem is that the radiator is connected to water pipes. So the moment the radiator was removed, the water pipe burst.

Okay, let's take a step back and say that even if a water pipe bursts, it's not a big deal.

The big thing is... Wang Aiguo accidentally broke the power cord above.