"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have disrespected you and your country."

He's unhappy, but unlike you, he's not stubborn and can avoid punishment with just one sentence. He knows what to choose.

Joseph, who was with him, also apologized.

You kept a straight face, neither looking at them nor responding.

Seeing this, Ghost ordered Lake and the others, "Submit a self-criticism report to me tomorrow."

Then he looked at you and Wang Zhiqiang.

"You two, go outside and stand in the corner for an hour."

It's still raining outside.

Standing as punishment may seem like a minor offense, but it is actually quite severe.

Standing for long periods can lead to soreness and weakness in the leg muscles, and may also cause damage to muscle fibers and joints.

Moreover, being forced to stand in the rain as punishment can cause body temperature to drop continuously, potentially leading to physical discomfort due to weakened immunity.

Besides, you still have wounds from the fight, and the rainwater contains bacteria, which could easily cause the wounds to become infected.

But you didn't object and just walked out.

"Yes, Lieutenant!"

Wang Zhiqiang followed behind, but he casually grabbed a plate when he passed the table.

You walk out the door and plunge into the rain, then stand upright with your hands behind your back.

Wang Zhiqiang arrived shortly after and stood beside you.

Suddenly, you feel a shadow cast over your head, shielding you from the rain.

You look up and see a plate; Wang Zhiqiang is holding it up to shield you from the rain.

You turn to look at him: "Brother, what are you doing?"

A small plate can't shield you from much wind and rain.

His face was wet with rain, but he smiled.

“Rainwater isn’t clean, and you have wounds on your face; it wouldn’t be good if you got wet.”

Wounds on the body can be covered by clothes, but injuries on the face cannot be hidden.

He thought that a girl's face should not be bruised.

Your nose tingled with emotion, but you smiled and teased him, "Should I praise you for being such a thoughtful young man?"

Wang Zhiqiang scoffed, "Am I not?"

While you're being punished by standing in the rain, the indoor area has been restored to order with soap, so you can continue eating and drinking.

Soap walked toward the ghost standing by the window and followed his gaze to see the scene outside.

"The atmosphere between these two is so warm, it's a pity there's no pink bubble, otherwise I would have thought they were dating."

As he spoke, he handed the ghost a glass of wine.

The ghost took it and spoke calmly.

"I've said it before, her personality will cause trouble sooner or later."

Soap shrugged: "I think it's great, very unique, I like it."

Upon hearing this, the ghost looked at him and asked, "You like her?"

Soap widened its eyes and immediately denied it:

"Simon, are you drunk? I'm talking about personality! Not romantic attraction! How old am I, and how old is she? How could I possibly lay a hand on a little girl!"

Ghostly Silence: ......

ch.33: I'm sorry you had to see this.

After the punishment of standing in the corner ended, the celebration also came to an end.

You dragged your numb and aching legs back to the dorm, and the girls all looked at you with concern and admiration.

They said what you just did was absolutely awesome.

But there was no blizzard in it.

You glanced around when the ghost was scolding you, but you didn't see her then.

Well, I guess he ran away halfway through again to secretly go on a date with Lo Wei.

After you finished washing up and applying the medicine, you went to bed.

In the pitch-black dormitory, your tears flowed incessantly, but you endured it without making a sound.

Even though you pretended nothing was wrong, you still couldn't suppress the grievance of being beaten.

Damn it! You've never been slapped in your life, it's infuriating and humiliating!

Not only did you not receive any comfort, but you were also punished by being made to stand in the corner. Blizzard has also disappeared, and you don't even have a channel to vent your frustrations. Of course you'd feel wronged!

Exhausted from a long day, you fell asleep with tears in your eyes.

Go to sleep, leave your worries in the past, and when you wake up, it will be a new day.

However, the next morning, seeing Blizzard sitting across from you almost gave you a fright.

"Blizzard, what are you doing!"

She looked up at you and said, "You're really something now, taking on two men by yourself."

The tone was somewhat sarcastic.

You remained silent, so she continued: "Why aren't you saying anything? Weren't you very impressive last night? You didn't even bother to send me a message back then. Now look what you've done, you've been slapped in the face."

You chuckled: "Where did you learn that sarcastic tone from?"

Blizzard used to be straightforward, saying whatever came to mind, but now they seem both strange and funny.

Blizzard slammed his fist on the bed and glared at you: "Mind your own business!"

You get up slowly and deliberately, nodding as you get dressed.

"How can I control you? You turn around and forget your friends for a pretty girl, and you're nowhere to be found."

You turn around after getting dressed and meet Blizzard's gaze. She smiles and shrugs at you, as if to say something.

See, isn't it obvious who I'm imitating?

You feel like you've been tricked, but you have no proof.

You can only back down: "Okay, I won't hold this against you, and you shouldn't hold my actions from yesterday against me either. Let's both compromise."

Blizzard snapped his fingers: "Deal."

Then, changing his attitude, he smiled and praised you:

"You're pretty good, didn't you give that guy a good beating?"

You smiled wryly: "I almost got beaten up."

Blizzard: "I'll find a chance to teach him a lesson next time."

You quickly waved your hand: "No way, have you forgotten what happened to me?"

Blizzard paused, then seemed to remember something.

“I had forgotten about this if you hadn’t mentioned it. Just before you woke up, the lieutenant gave you a voice message.”

You glare at her: "Why didn't you say so sooner!"

As you spoke, you quickly grabbed your phone and, sure enough, saw the ghost's unread message.

Simon Riley: [Come over here.]

Simon Riley: [Missed voice message]

Simon Riley: ......

Reply quickly: 【Sorry, Lieutenant, I just woke up. I'm coming right away!】

After successfully sending the message, you tell Blizzard what you've done and then rush out.

You arrive at the familiar door, but this time it's not closed. You immediately spot the ghost inside, head down, engrossed in his documents.

Even though the door wasn't closed, you still politely knocked.

"Reporting to Lieutenant, I've arrived."

The ghost looked up at you and said, "Come in."

You went inside, and he didn't ask you to sit down, so you just stood there.

The ghost held up several sheets of paper.

"These are Lake and Joseph's self-criticism reports. I've already submitted their reports, and now it's just a matter of submitting yours."

"You two" naturally refers to you and Wang Zhiqiang.

You lowered your head, your tone somewhat dejected: "Lieutenant, do you also think I did something wrong?"

You think you did nothing wrong, and you were punished for fighting last night, so you don't know what you should reflect on.

The ghost put down the document, leaned back in the chair, and crossed his arms.

He looked at you: "YN, I understand your patriotism, but you need to understand your place. You are now our soldier, and as an employee of us, you must abide by our rules."

"Whether you're right or wrong doesn't matter in the face of regulations; what matters is your attitude. I need to compile a report for you. The higher-ups won't feel comfortable having a soldier with extremist ideas on the base, do you understand?"

Extreme ideologies do not simply refer to dangerous ideas.

Being paranoid, blindly devoted, or even having an excessive adoration for a particular thing or person can be defined as having extreme ideologies because such people cannot guarantee that they will be 100% loyal to themselves.

Although it is unrealistic to talk about loyalty in the current way that the base brings together people from different countries and spends money to recruit people of different races, it does not prevent the higher-ups from issuing such demands.

The ghost rarely talks this much in front of you, so the fact that he's explaining so much to you shows that he's been very patient with you.

After a long silence, you nodded.

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