The next day.
It was bitterly cold outside.
But Squad Leader Hao announced that lights could only be turned on in the squad room at 5:30 a.m. The sky was still dim at that hour, so before then, the new recruits could only fold their blankets in the corridor.
As nearby chickens crowed and the lights came on in the squad room, the new recruits quickly grabbed their blankets and started tidying up inside.
"Damn!"
A loud exclamation came from the corridor.
Not half a minute later, the door to Squad Nine was pushed open.
Wang Jian, carrying a military coat, and Yue Tao, with a frustrated look on his face, stood at the doorway.
"Old Hao, your new recruit sleeping in the corridor is one thing, but wrapping himself up like a ball and sleeping on the stairway corner—that could trip someone. Whose fault would that be if it happens?"
Wang Jian had tripped and was fuming, but as a cadre, he refrained from physical punishment and left it to Hao Chengbin to handle.
