Shipborne Special Forces.

Grandpa Bi couldn't help but glance towards the kitchen. In the wood-chopping yard behind the kitchen, the quartermaster was squatting in a corner with Wang Aiguo and three others, smoking.

"Well... this is a special case. If you're still not satisfied, you can go and beat up those four instigators." Grandpa Bi pointed to the kitchen.

Without saying a word, Captain Mo stood up and shouted, "Ah Bao, come with me."

"Alright." Sister Leopard stood up abruptly, and she was furious when she saw the four dishes and one soup.

Upon entering the kitchen, the two women saw Wang Aiguo and his three companions squatting in the backyard. Captain Mo, with his fiery temper, immediately launched into a tirade: "What the hell did you cook?! You…!"

As soon as Captain Mo spoke, all four turned around at the same time. The next moment, Captain Mo fell silent.

At that moment, Captain Mo had only one thought in his mind: Isn't this China? Isn't this a recruit camp? Where did these black people come from? Are they international friends who came to offer their condolences?

"What did you say? We can't hear you very well," Wang Aiguo said loudly, picking at his ear.

"Alright, you two just stay alive. I won't say anything more." Captain Mo and Sister Leopard turned their heads at the same time. What else could they do when the other party was already like this? Desecrate their corpse?

That afternoon, everyone finally sorted things out, and then Sister Leopard was dumbfounded, realizing that this matter was actually related to her.

But she had no idea that You Jiang could be so ruthless; he downed two bottles of Radar in one go and blew up the furnace.

Then Captain Mo found her and asked her where the radar came from.

Leopard Sister could only honestly say that it was given to her by Wang Aiguo and the martial monk.

Haha, after all this, it turns out Wang Aiguo and the monks have screwed themselves over.

Wang Aiguo just wanted to bury his head in the blanket with the monks and never see anyone again.

.......

That evening, due to the special circumstances of the day, Wang Aiguo, Wu Seng, You Jiang, and the Quartermaster, four people whose expressions and styles were completely different, appeared at the dormitory entrance at the same time.

Their task today is to be on duty and guard the security of the male and female soldiers' building.

As for why it was the four of them, what Grandpa Bi meant was that their faces were particularly dark now, which was very intimidating.

Whether this counts as an abuse of power to settle personal scores is unknown to Wang Aiguo, but right now he only has one word to say to Bi Fujian: "MMP!"

The four men looked at each other, and in the end, Wang Aiguo and You Jiang sold out the martial monk without any mercy.

"Warrior Monk, you and the quartermaster are in the same squad, and I'll be in the same squad as Right General. You two stand by and come wake us at midnight." Wang Aiguo waved his hand and ran off with Right General.

Then the monk and the quartermaster looked at each other in bewilderment.

After a long while, the monk slowly knelt down.

"Quartermaster, please don't kill me!"

quartermaster:"……."

I freaking...

....

At 3 a.m., Wang Aiguo and You Jiang returned to their dormitory after finishing their shift. Even if You Jiang's operation was a mistake, ultimately it was Wang Aiguo's own doing that caused today's trouble.

If he hadn't given Leopard Sister the radar, if he hadn't asked Right Jiang for accelerants, if he hadn't insisted on Right Jiang's help... well, anyway, he couldn't escape this pit no matter what.

The pits keep opening, and so does life.

However, when he and Youjiang returned to their dormitory after their shift, they saw the monks sleeping soundly with drool dripping from their mouths, and they immediately felt a little annoyed.

"Damn it, he wasn't beaten to death by the quartermaster!" Wang Aiguo thought speechlessly.

The next moment, he and Youjiang exchanged a glance. For some reason, the two of them always wanted to mess with the monk.

Upon reaching the monk's bedside, the two immediately smelled a foul stench.

The monk must be in such good health that his feet smelled unbelievably bad. What's infuriating is that he doesn't seem to care at all; in fact, whenever you mention that his feet smell, he insists they don't.

This shameless behavior is utterly despicable.

With this in mind, Wang Aiguo decided to teach the monks a lesson.

"How about we help him change the blanket?" Wang Aiguo whispered to You Jiang.

You Jiang glanced at the monk, then smiled mysteriously and gave Wang Aiguo an OK sign.

The two men each lifted one end of the monk's blanket, then lifted it simultaneously, turned it 180 degrees, and then covered the monk with it again.

Yes, this time Wang Aiguo completely blindfolded the monk.

"I don't believe you can't smell it," Wang Aiguo said confidently.

However, after Wang Aiguo stared at it for five minutes, he found that the monk did not react at all and even started snoring, which made him question his life.

"Did this guy wash his feet today?" Wang Aiguo wondered blankly.

After watching for another five minutes, it was discovered that the monk still hadn't reacted, while Right Jiang was already lying in bed.

After thinking for a long time, Wang Aiguo finally decided to pull back the monk's blanket and put his buttocks inside.

"Pfft!" A melodious sound rang out.

The guy on the upper bunk couldn't help but give Wang Aiguo a thumbs up: "Brother Sanbai, you're fucking ruthless."

"So-so, third in the country." With that, Wang Aiguo went back to bed.

.......

The next morning, Wang Aiguo was woken up by the noise of the martial monks.

At 5:30 in the morning, the monk suddenly pulled back the covers, waking up instantly and taking deep breaths of fresh air.

"What's wrong with you?" Huang Gang asked the monk with a puzzled look.

The monk looked around, still shaken, and said, "I had a dream last night that there was a gas leak in my house. The smell was so awful, I almost suffocated."

At this moment, Youjiang groggily woke up and said from the top bunk, "Are you sure it was a gas leak and you didn't fall into the latrine?"

"Huh?" The monk was taken aback, then sniffed the blanket and his eyes narrowed immediately.

"Holy crap, that's so offensive! Wait, did I pull the covers off last night?"

Upon hearing the monk's voice, Wang Aiguo smiled with relief, then turned over and went back to sleep.

....

The next day, Wang Aiguo and the monk did not go to help in the kitchen. Grandpa Bi also realized that these two could not stay with the quartermaster. The three of them were definitely incompatible.

They contacted the brigade yesterday afternoon, and the brigade leader quickly sent people to repair the stove. The next day, the cooking team from Team 13 joined Team 12 to help out; professionals are always better than unprofessionals.

With nothing to do, Wang Aiguo suddenly felt bored. Although he was resting there, the problem was there was no television, no computer, not even a phone booth.

This is a rather awkward topic. With nothing to do, what should they do to pass the time?

After thinking for a moment, Xiao Tian raised his hand and suggested, "How about we have the monks teach us some more martial arts?"

"Young man, your idea is a bit..." Wang Aiguo was a little embarrassed because the last time he taught him something seemed to have gone somewhat wrong.

However, this time the monk quickly nodded and said...