Shipborne Special Forces.

With Wang Aiguo's hand on his shoulder, You Jiang instinctively wanted to escape. However, Wang Aiguo was too heavy; one of his arms was like Iron Man's mechanical arm, making it impossible for him to break free.

"My brother, can you please stop this? I finally managed to get away from you guys and have a day off. I was even planning to go and feast my eyes on the female soldiers," You Jiang said to Wang Aiguo with a mournful face.

Wang Aiguo sneered, "Hmph, he's working hard, and you want to rest?"

The next moment, Wang Aiguo revealed a terrifying, cannibalistic smile and calmly said to You Jiang, "It's nothing, it's nothing. I'm just troubling you with a small matter, and this small matter won't delay you from going to see the female soldiers at all."

"Oh? What's wrong?" Youjiang asked, a little curious.

"It's like this, dinner's almost ready, but we can't get a fire going on the kang (heated brick bed). Do you know of anything that can help us burn firewood?"

"Tissues?" Youjiang said blankly.

Wang Aiguo smiled bitterly. Sure enough, the three of them had similar thought patterns, and this was the first thing they thought of.

Wang Aiguo shook his head and said, "Unless you bring your own, don't even think about this."

"Alright, I'll go look for it." You Jiang finally decided to help Wang Aiguo, after all, Wang Aiguo had helped him a lot when he returned yesterday.

Ten minutes later, You Jiang came to the kitchen carrying two bottles of liquid.

Everyone in the kitchen stared blankly at the two bottles of radar in You Jiang's hand.

"Is this the accelerant you spent over ten minutes finding?" Wang Aiguo asked blankly.

You Jiang shrugged and nodded, "Yes, I just went to the female soldier's place and told her you needed to find some kind of fuel, and then Sister Leopard generously gave me two bottles of Raid."

"Does radar... fuel combustion?" Wang Aiguo was happy that Sister Leopard was willing to help him, but the question was, does radar fuel combustion?

You Jiang nodded, then took out a lighter and said, "I've tried it, it really works well, you can see for yourselves." The next moment, You Jiang sprayed a radar-like spray into the lighter, and then a fire dragon appeared out of nowhere, scaring everyone into jumping up.

"Great, this thing is pretty good. But I have another question: why is there radar on the female soldiers' side?" the quartermaster asked, puzzled.

You Jiang shook his head; he didn't know anything about it. However, Wang Aiguo and the martial monk were speechless; they were the ones who had given him the radar, and they had even sent over twenty bottles.

....

With the accelerant in hand, and given the tight schedule and heavy workload, the quartermaster immediately started cooking.

There's a strict hierarchy in the mess hall; only the quartermaster and the head cook can operate the large wok. Of course, more importantly, they're the only two who know how to cook large-pot dishes.

Now that Youjiang is here, he's not going anywhere. The martial monk and Wang Aiguo were adding firewood to the furnace, while Youjiang was frantically spraying radar into the fire.

After spraying two full bottles of radar solution, and seeing that all the wood inside was soaked in it, with some radar liquid remaining at the bottom of the stove, the quartermaster thought it was enough, so he took a match and threw it into the stove.

Immediately afterwards... Grandpa Bi, who was sitting in the dining hall chatting with Jia Qu and the others, heard a loud 'boom'.

"Holy crap, what happened? What exploded?" Grandpa Bi jumped up immediately and frantically headed towards the source of the sound, which was the kitchen.

Then, as soon as he went inside, Grandpa Bi was instantly stunned.

The kitchen was filled with smoke, and the quartermaster, You Jiang, Wang Aiguo, and the martial monk all had their faces blackened and their heads looked like they'd had a plasma perm. In front of them, the pots were overturned, and flames roared beneath them.

"You...you threw the bomb into the furnace???" Grandpa Bi exclaimed in surprise.

....

At 12 o'clock sharp, everyone ate dinner. There were four dishes and a soup on the table, all covered with lids.

Honestly, it's a strange feeling because the food is never covered up in the boot camp.

Because it was a base, the female soldiers ate together with the male soldiers. Sister Leopard was the first to enter the mess hall, and then looked at the dishes on the table with a curious expression.

"Are we having something delicious to eat today? And you're still keeping it a secret?" Sister Leopard said cheerfully.

When the new recruits came in and saw this scene, they basically shared the same thought as Sister Leopard: they were all very curious.

Normally, the rules for eating in the army are very strict, and you can't talk before eating. However, Grandpa Bi didn't care today, and even tried to leave several times, but he couldn't because Jia Qu, Li Qu, and Feng Qu were desperately pulling on his trouser legs.

The four people exchanged glances, and their general meaning was as follows.

Grandpa Bi: "I'm leaving."

Jia Qu: "Captain, you can't leave! What will we do if you leave?"

Li Qu: "Exactly! If you leave, Captain Mo will skin us alive! Do you think that woman is easy to mess with?"

Grandpa Bi: "It's better for the three of you to die than for all four of you to die together. Let me go, I can't handle this."

"No, we'll die together." The three said in unison.

Grandpa Bi: "...Can you guys please stop being so rip-offs?"

Soon, Captain Mo and her family's instructor sat down at Grandpa Bi's table. Looking at the five covered dishes on the table, Captain Mo was also very curious and asked excitedly, "What delicious food are we having today?"

"Well, it's a bit special..." Grandpa Bi said somewhat awkwardly.

"Oh my, even you say it's special, then I really have to take a look." With that, Captain Mo grinned and flipped open the first dish—Lao Gan Ma chili sauce with pickled mustard greens.

Captain Mo: "..."

This is definitely something special.

"Hehe, this goes well with rice, it's quite good. So, what about the second dish?" Captain Mo said, opening the second dish.

Yes, it's still Lao Gan Ma chili sauce with pickled mustard greens.

Captain Mo's face instantly darkened, and he looked at Grandpa Bi with a strange expression: "Captain Bi, don't tell me the third dish is still Lao Gan Ma chili sauce with pickled vegetables?"

"No, no, no, the third one isn't it," Grandpa Bi quickly waved his hand.

Captain Mo opened the third dish with suspicion. Well, it wasn't Lao Gan Ma with pickled vegetables, but a plate of Lao Gan Ma.

Then Captain Mo opened the fourth dish—a plate of pickled vegetables.

"What the hell? You think just because it's packaged separately doesn't mean it's not Lao Gan Ma with pickled mustard greens?" Captain Mo was so angry he almost flipped the table. This was supposed to be a perfectly good day off, and they were going to eat this garbage?!

"Wait, what about this soup? What the hell is this soup? It's not just plain water, is it?" Captain Mo shouted, pointing at the soup bowl in the center.

Grandpa Bi quickly said, "No, no, this is a classic soup called 'Azure Dragon Emerging from the Sea'."

Captain Mo didn't say anything, but took a deep breath and opened the soup bowl.

"What the hell? A green dragon emerging from the sea? You can just put a scallion on a glass of water and call it a day? Are you trying to fool the Japanese?"

On this day, Captain Mo's roar almost reached the brigade from the stronghold.

However, even Grandpa Bi was helpless, after all, he was the one who started it all...