Shipborne Special Forces.

The battalion commander of Chenyang Recruit Camp was in his room, looking at the brand-new battalion with great pleasure. Suddenly, his gaze was drawn to two men carrying iron buckets.

Looking at the two figures, the captain glanced at Team 12 not far away, and his beautiful mood vanished completely.

"I thought I'd seen it all, led so many soldiers, what kind of soldiers haven't I seen? But what's going on this year? Is the world progressing too fast, and I'm falling behind in the military? These kids these days are terrifyingly good at causing trouble!"

Just thinking about what happened to Team 12 a couple of days ago made the captain's gums ache. In just a few days, he was so angry that his gums were bleeding.

However, the original plan was to deal with Wang Aiguo and the martial monk, but the problem was that firstly, Wang Aiguo hadn't done it intentionally, and secondly, the headquarters had called, although they hadn't said they would take care of Wang Aiguo. But someone who could get the headquarters to call would make the captain somewhat hesitant.

If Wang Aiguo cannot handle it, then the martial monks naturally cannot handle it either; otherwise, it would be unfair.

The captain instinctively sensed something was off about Wang Aiguo's situation. Although the headquarters had called, their words didn't suggest any special consideration; instead, they told him to train Wang Aiguo relentlessly.

This is supposed to be about caring, but I've never seen caring for someone involve pushing them to their limits.

But if you're saying you don't care, why would you call me out of the blue and demand I practice like crazy?

He had checked, but Wang Aiguo's information was very ordinary, and he had no particularly outstanding achievements from childhood to adulthood.

Why would the General Headquarters pay special attention to such an ordinary person? Just because he was particularly fat?

"Wait, does this guy have some special talent that the higher-ups want to keep him in the army?" Suddenly, the battalion commander had a strange thought. It seemed quite possible. Many of the soldiers in the army were specially recruited prodigies. They were ordinary in themselves, but they had special talents in certain areas.

As the captain pondered this, he noticed that Wang Aiguo and the martial monk who had just walked away had returned. However, the iron barrels that had been full were now empty.

The captain stood at the window and stared at Wang Aiguo for a long time, but he couldn't see anything amiss. However, he did see Wang Aiguo trip and fall while walking.

.......

After rolling around on the ground with the iron bucket in his arms, Wang Aiguo quickly dusted himself off and stood up.

The monk walked up to Wang Aiguo and asked, "Are you alright?"

"I'm tough and won't get hurt, but come to think of it, who the hell poured oil on the ground?" Wang Aiguo cursed, turning back to look at the spot where he had just fallen.

The monk glanced to the side and then noticed that the kitchen staff was behind them.

"It's normal to have some oil around the mess hall entrance. You're actually quite lucky; at least your bucket is empty right now. If it were on the way here..."

"Please stop talking, okay? How am I supposed to eat if you keep going?" Wang Aiguo said speechlessly.

Then the two of them carried the bucket and ran towards the building.

.......

Three days passed in a flash, and thanks to Wang Aiguo and the monks working overtime, the building was finally cleared.

However, when everyone from Team 12 returned, looking at the building, they could still vaguely smell that stench.

Seeing everyone's disgusted looks, Wang Aiguo and the monk said somewhat awkwardly, "Well, we really cleaned it up, really."

"Heh." Everyone gave Wang Aiguo and the martial monk a disdainful look.

Everyone finally returned to their peaceful daily routines, but Wang Aiguo and the martial monk felt they couldn't go back to their old days anytime soon. Because now, the entire Team 12 was giving them the cold shoulder.

Surprisingly, the place that received the most eye-rolls came from their own dormitory.

Huang Gang and Li Zimu, who lived in the same dormitory, were practically spitting fire in their eyes as they looked at Wang Aiguo and the martial monk.

The day the sewage pipe burst, they were the only two in the entire dorm who didn't escape. Like Robinson Crusoe adrift at sea, they were trapped alone in an ocean of excrement. Thinking about it now, they really wanted to die!

However, things always have two sides. After staying back for a few days, Grandpa Bi realized the good side of Wang Aiguo getting into trouble.

Originally, what Grandpa Bi was most worried about was that his team would have some improper relationship with the female soldiers of the neighboring Team 13.

Although free love is encouraged now, the boot camp is a place for you to train, not for you to fall in love.

However, now Grandpa Bi doesn't need to worry. Any team can have interactions with those female soldiers, but it's impossible for their Team 12.

Now, the female soldiers of Team 13 look down on the male soldiers of Team 12. And the men of Team 12, because they twice appeared on the parade ground wearing only their underwear, now lower their heads and avoid the female soldiers of Team 13, not even daring to look them in the eye.

Because it was just too embarrassing.

This is why Wang Aiguo and the martial monks have been subjected to scorn for an extended period. Now, the daily routine for Team 12 is to wake up in the morning and first offer their contempt for Wang Aiguo and the martial monks.

Then during morning exercises, I saw the female soldiers next door.

After returning, he continued to despise Wang Aiguo and the martial monks.

Then they went to eat, and then came back to continue their disdain.

Wang Aiguo and the martial monk realized that as long as the female soldiers of Team 13 were still around, their contempt would never cease.

Thinking about this, Wang Aiguo felt like dying. What was the point of talking about being an outstanding soldier now? Originally, it was just Grandpa Bi who wanted to kill him, but now, everyone wanted to kill him.

....

The members of Team 12 returned. After much deliberation, the team leader felt he had to step forward and say a few words to educate everyone in order to prevent a recurrence of such an abnormal and malicious incident as the "Shit Explosion."

So, on the morning of the first weekend after the 12th team returned, the battalion commander decided to hold a general meeting of all soldiers.

The military assembly is a meeting that all soldiers of the battalion must attend. It is the largest meeting of the battalion and is generally held only during holidays.

The sudden convening of such an important meeting over the weekend has left everyone somewhat puzzled.

Soon everyone gathered in the auditorium. The biggest difference between the new and old battalions was that the number of people in the battalion had increased. The original Chenyang recruit camp only had 12 teams, and the other 12 were assigned to another camp.

But now the brigade is very large, enough to accommodate 24 teams.

As a result, the auditorium was packed with more than 2000 people, which looked quite spectacular.

.......

"Is there something important to announce at this military assembly on the weekend?" Wang Aiguo asked the monk behind him in a low voice.

The monk shook his head; he didn't know the details either, but the first military assembly of the newly formed brigade must be a rather important event.

After taking his seat, Wang Aiguo saw the curtain at the front of him being drawn back. Behind the curtain, a screen displayed a picture of an aircraft carrier, and at the top of the screen were the words: "Chinese Dream, Chinese Heart."