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Chapter 1058: Are you a pig?

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Huo Xinyuan sat there sullenly without saying a word, while the other female soldiers in the same vehicle huddled together, chattering about their upcoming military life.

Suddenly, a piece of chocolate was handed to her. Huo Xinyuan looked up and saw a female soldier about her age smiling at her.

"They say chocolate can make you happy, so eat some!"

Huo Xinyuan politely expressed her gratitude: "Thank you!"

Seeing that Huo Xinyuan had responded, the other person extended his hand and said, "My name is Wu Jiabao, from Xuhui."

Seeing this, Huo Xinyuan also extended her hand and shook hands with him: "Huo Xinyuan, I'm also from Xuhui."

Wu Jiabao exclaimed in surprise, "Really!"

The two quickly became acquainted, and then Huo Xinyuan got to know several other female soldiers. They were all from Shanghai, so they would be considered fellow townsmen.

Huo Xinyuan, who is usually very outgoing, took out the snacks she had brought and shared them with her new friends. Someone joked with her, and her mood quickly improved.

While she was eating, someone asked her, "Huo Xinyuan, your backpack is so well-made and sturdy, who taught you to make it?"

Huo Xinyuan quickly waved her hand and said truthfully, "I didn't do it. My family asked a retired veteran to do it for me."

"Oh, I see! No wonder it looks so good." The person who spoke glanced at Huo Xinyuan's backpack again.

The green train rattled all night and finally arrived at a small station on the Jiaodong Peninsula at around 5 a.m.

At this moment, someone shouted through a megaphone: "After the new recruits of the xxx detachment have put on their coats, get off the vehicle and assemble, and line up according to the names I called out earlier."

The new recruits were immediately thrown into a flurry of activity, some looking for their luggage, others putting on their coats, all preparing to get off the bus.

Huo Xinyuan struggled to drag her suitcase off the car. The biting cold wind instantly pierced through her military overcoat, and she shivered. Only now did she truly understand what the cold in the North meant. This wasn't just cold; it was like being cut by a knife.

When she went to Antarctica, she didn't feel it was colder than it is now.

After the roll call, Huo Xinyuan, guided by the officers who were receiving the new recruits, boarded the Lishan bus that had come to pick them up. After a leisurely ride of more than an hour, the bus drove into a military camp nestled in a mountain valley.

As soon as I got off the bus, before I even had a chance to see what the camp looked like, I was stunned by a female squad leader with a stern face and a stiff voice.

"Hurry up! What are you dawdling for? Grab your luggage and line up!"

Huo Xinyuan hurriedly dragged her huge suitcase and tightly bound backpack behind the group, and she didn't forget to help Wu Jiabao carry a piece of luggage.

Several female squad leaders led the new recruits directly to the canteen, where their luggage was temporarily piled up at the canteen entrance.

As the saying goes, dumplings are served before boarding and noodles are served upon disembarking. This was the first meal of noodles that the military camp served to Huo Xinyuan and the other new recruits.

Looking at the bowl full of noodles in the snow-white enamel bowl, Huo Xinyuan had no appetite at all, but she dared not not eat, because several female class monitors were standing to the side watching them intently.

After she finally managed to stuff the bowl of noodles into her stomach, before she could even catch her breath, she was led to a simple but clean and tidy dormitory room. There were six bunk beds inside, and some of the new recruits who had arrived earlier were tidying up their belongings.

After putting down their luggage, the class monitor taught the newcomers how to fold their blankets, which was a real challenge.

Huo Xinyuan was certain she could never fold a perfectly square blanket. Looking at the blanket on the class monitor's bed, she felt like the sky was falling. Fold a blanket? And fold it like that? She might as well kill her!

Even worse, when her suitcase was opened during the luggage inspection, the whole class fell silent.

Besides a portion of the girls' personal clothes for changing, the rest of the space was filled with snacks, skincare products, and some beautifully packaged trinkets.

The squad leader glanced at it expressionlessly, bent down, and picked up a toiletry bag with a luxury brand logo from the suitcase, asking, "What's this?"

Huo Xinyuan quickly replied, "For washing my face."

"According to the dormitory housekeeping standards, each person is only allowed to keep no more than three types of personal toiletries. Yours exceeds the limit." The class monitor threw the toiletries bag back into the suitcase. Then he pointed to the contents of the suitcase: "All of your cell phones and these food and other supplies, except for fruit, will be put away. They will be locked in the storage room later and distributed to you all over the weekend. Take as much as you need."

Seeing all the supplies she had carefully prepared confiscated, Huo Xinyuan was on the verge of tears. When she saw the class monitor's hateful face, the little flame in her heart suddenly flared up. When had she, Miss Huo, ever suffered such humiliation?

But circumstances dictate that she had to be submissive to others. She understood the principle that one has to bow one's head when under someone else's roof, so she could only endure it for now and plan to make further decisions after she had become more familiar with the environment.

For Huo Xinyuan, who was used to being pampered at home, life in the recruit training camp was a hundred times harder than she had imagined.

Take the reveille that rings precisely at six in the morning, for someone like her who sleeps in until she naturally wakes up at home, it's pure torture.

After struggling to get up, we had to get dressed, fold our blankets, go to the toilet, and wash up within a set time, and then rush to the playground to assemble for morning exercises.

Although her hair had been cut short, she still needed to comb it, right? It would take at least two minutes to comb it properly. In addition, she hadn't adapted to life here yet, and she was always the last one to rush into the queue, so she was always the one who got punished. Of course, she wasn't the only one who was unlucky; there were always other people with her.

The drill training left her with a sore back, aching legs, and cramps. In addition, the biting winds of the Jiaodong Peninsula in December made her face feel like it was going to crack.

Physical training was even more of a problem for her. She would get a side stitch after running three kilometers, and when she did push-ups, she would lie down and not be able to get back up. When practicing on the horizontal bar, she would just hang there like a big frog and couldn't get up no matter what she did.

Her squad leader was also unlucky; he had to deal with such a bad soldier like her. Every day, his face was as black as coal from the mess hall, and you could never see a smile on his face.

During the first week, she cried almost every day. She missed her room, her big, soft bed, the rock sugar bird's nest stewed by her housekeeper, and the afternoon tea time with her friends.

Now she sleeps on a hard bed, eats communal meals, and is exhausted like a dog every day, her whole body aches, and she gets "greeted" by her squad leader and platoon leader in turn.

"Huo Xinyuan, are you a pig?"

"Huo Xinyuan, where did you eat? Where did your energy go?"

Huo Xinyuan

She finally made it to the weekend, and the first thing she did after getting her phone back was to call her dad.

"Dad, I'm quitting the army! I want to go home!"