Let you join the army to quit Internet addiction, but you create the Matrix

Chapter 14: The squad leader’s principle, the subtleties see the spirit

Chen Ming continued to press the cotton batting with his hands, but it proved futile.

In the military, the quilt batting is usually fluffy, and once pressed down, it quickly bounces back.

Chen Ming frowned as he observed this scene.

“I wish we had an iron,” he thought, as it would quickly flatten the quilt.

However, such tools to prevent shortcuts were not available in the military. With no better options, Chen Ming reluctantly continued pressing with his hands, slowly progressing.

Others exerted effort, with He Dong even attempting to use his weight to compress the quilt without much success. After a while, the recruits, frustrated by the lack of results, began to feel anxious.

“This quilt is terrible!”

“We’ve been pressing for so long, and there’s no effect. Can it really be compressed?”

Chen Ming was the only one still pressing, while others expressed anger or sighed at the seemingly impossible task.

In the face of their frustration, Chen Ming couldn’t help but think, “If only we had an iron to flatten the quilt quickly.”

The squad leader, witnessing their struggle, angrily shouted, “What are you all doing? Is the quilt properly folded? If it’s not done by morning, you’ll face consequences!”

Feeling the pressure, some recruits grumbled about the seemingly pointless task.

He Dong added, “It’s too boring, monitor,” and Yu Jun said, “We joined the army to handle guns and cannons, not waste time on a quilt.”

The squad leader, recalling his experiences, emphasized the importance of discipline and daily routines in military life. But despite the lecture, some recruits grew disheartened, questioning the purpose of such meticulous tasks.

With a wealth of experience from two worlds, Chen Ming admired the squad leader’s unexpected eloquence. However, he quickly refocused on the task at hand, realizing that with his unique perspective, he could navigate military life more calmly than his fellow recruits.

After the squad leader’s articulate expression ceased, he swiftly instructed everyone: “Don’t waste time. Quickly fold the blanket. Let’s strive to finish this task early so we can move on to handling firearms and artillery. Just imagine how impressive it will be.”

Listening to Chen Ming’s words, a glimmer of excitement finally appeared in everyone’s eyes.

Soldiers eagerly anticipate the days of carrying guns, marching in step with steel rifles, and addressing the civilians with precision, saying, “I’ll safeguard your happiness.”

Then, standing tall on the country’s frontier amidst the admiring gaze of the common people.

Certainly quite prestigious! As long as these trivial tasks are completed, the days of carrying guns are not far away!

With these thoughts in mind, everyone swiftly began folding the quilt with even more enthusiasm. The morning quickly passed, and with the group’s collective effort, the quilts were considerably flattened.

Chen Ming demonstrated how to fold the blankets several times, addressing their questions adequately. As a group of young individuals, they quickly grasped the techniques. After neatly folding the blankets, they achieved a tofu block-like structure.

At noon, someone downstairs again shouted, “Each class is on duty, go to the cafeteria and help!”

Chen Ming folded the quilt roughly with a nod of approval from the squad leader, then glanced at him.

With a silent nod from the squad leader, Chen Ming turned around and hurried downstairs. At noon, he was still on duty, helping set up tables in the cafeteria. The same group from the morning duty continued to chat as they had already made contact.

“Hey, what were you all doing this morning?”

“Folding blankets, what else?”

“Oh my, those blankets are so difficult to fold. I still haven’t learned it. The squad leader scolded me all morning.”

“Who hasn’t been scolded?”

They chatted with each other while queuing at the cafeteria window.

Hearing these conversations, Chen Ming couldn’t help but smile wryly. Their class wasn’t the only one struggling with folding blankets.

Soon, with lunch for the entire class in hand, Chen Ming quickly set up the tables. The squad leader and the rest of the team arrived shortly, singing “We Soldiers” together. He Dong’s loud voice remained prominent.

Other squads were nearby, singing military songs and waiting for dinner, but Chen Ming felt that He Dong’s voice alone surpassed them.

“If we were in ancient times, he’d definitely be a direct disciple of the ‘River East Lion Roar Technique,'” someone joked.

Chen Ming jokingly thought in his mind.

As lunchtime arrived, more people filled the dining hall. However, the recruits, wearing disheartened expressions, lacked the morning’s eager spirit.

Clearly, these recruits were driven crazy by the task of folding tofu cubes…