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"Come on, hurry up!" Steve urged Mark, saying, "You won't be able to catch up in a while."

Mark put on his coat leisurely, locked the door under Steve's anxious eyes, and then said with a smile: "I've never seen you in such a hurry to find a woman."

Steve blushed and muttered softly: "How do you know I'm not in a hurry?"

"What did you say?"

Steve coughed lightly and said, "It's nothing, let's go!"

Mark shrugged and didn't pay attention to Steve who was whispering. The two of them talked and laughed all the way to the cinema.

For Steve, the recruitment notice played before the movie in the movie theater was the closest thing to his dream.

Looking at the occasional flashes of battlefield scenes and listening to the exciting recruitment music, he couldn't help but yearn for it, as if he himself was on the battlefield, fighting for justice.

After the opening announcement, Steve lost his energy and kept getting distracted while watching the movie, as if he might fall asleep at any moment.

Mark glanced at Steve, laughing secretly in his heart. He patted Steve awake, whose eyelids were fighting, and said, "Let's go out and get some fresh air. I'm not interested in today's movie."

Steve was shocked and said: "Just in time, I almost fell asleep watching it."

The two walked out of the cinema, and Steve said a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, Mark, for asking you to watch such a boring movie."

Mark looked at Steve with a half-smile, which made Steve feel guilty, and then he said slowly: "You're not going to see a movie, are you?"

Steve was stunned for a moment and said helplessly: "Is it that obvious?"

"Obviously?" Mark said exaggeratedly: "Every time the movie starts, you fall asleep, okay?"

"How is that possible!" Steve's eyes widened and he said, "Man, don't be kidding me, I finish reading it every time!"

Mark curled his lips and said, "Come on, tell me about the last movie you watched and what was the ending?"

Steve whispered: "Are the hero and heroine happily together?"

Mark sneered: "There was no heroine in the last one!"

"Ha! Haha!" Steve smiled awkwardly and said, "I remembered it wrong! That's right! There is no heroine!"

Mark patted Steve on the shoulder and said, "Actually, you were right just now, I lied to you."

Steve's eyes widened and he said, "You are so cunning! I still like your expressionless look before!"

Mark, who has gradually gotten rid of the influence of drugs and regained his feelings, smiled slightly and said, "Tell me, do you want to be a soldier?"

Steve was silent for a moment, then nodded heavily.

"In that case, let's go and join the conscription!"

Steve looked up at Mark and said, "You know, I..."

"Skinny? Asthma?" Mark looked into Steve's eyes and asked, "Will these be obstacles to your progress?"

Without any hesitation, Steve said: "You're right."

In fact, he has already made up his mind. Even if Mark doesn't push him now, he will participate in the military conscription himself in the future.

Mark smiled and said, "This is you."

Steve smiled and said, "What about you? What are your plans?"

Mark put his arm around Steve's shoulders and smiled: "You go, of course I have to accompany you, but...my identity certificate and procedures are a problem."

Steve raised his eyebrows and smiled, saying, "Leave this to me!"

……

Three days later, Steve helped Mark get identification and procedures, and the two went to participate in the military draft together.

Everything else was fine, but when it came to the physical examination stage, Steve couldn't help but feel worried.

Glancing at the people around him, he couldn't help but be a little envious of other people's strong bodies, and a little worried about his own fate.

Sure enough, the medical examiner was not blind and was very conscientious.

After reading Steve's physical report, he was immediately and responsibly given a failing grade.

As a medical examiner, he cannot send people with asthma to the battlefield. This is equivalent to sending people to die.

Looking at his report, Steve looked calm.

He had foreseen this scene and had already prepared for it, so failing the physical examination did not make him feel depressed.

But when he saw Mark's physical examination report, he still couldn't hide his envy.

"Congratulations, Mark!"

Mark put the medical examination form away and said, "Don't worry Steve, you will succeed."

Steve said softly: "I won't just give up."

Mark patted Steve on the shoulder and said, "This is you."

"Let's go back!" Steve glanced at the recruiting office behind him and said to Mark, "You have to make some preparations."

……

Two days later, Mark enlisted and became one of the reserve soldiers of the Infantry Regiment.

After just a few months of training, or even less time, these people will be pulled onto the battlefield.

The training camp in front of them was like a factory without emotion, and the soldiers were their mass-produced products.

Put a batch in, pull out a batch, and the cycle continues.

As for the fate of the soldiers who go to the battlefield, that has nothing to do with this training camp.

After Mark's batch of recruits were pulled to the training ground, they were received by an officer. After giving them a brief introduction to the settings and areas of the training camp, they were divided into tents to live in and told them about the gathering the next day. time, and after telling them not to run around, he sent them to get their equipment.

This day is relatively leisurely, and the miserable training will begin the next day.

Of course, this is what most recruits think. As for Mark, he doesn't care about such training.

It was his first time to serve as a soldier, but the training he did in the previous world was much more intense than that of a soldier.

Spear fighting combines physical skills, spear skills, and sword skills. It is a very powerful ability, but the prerequisite for all this is to have a strong body and sufficient physical strength.

He learned the art of gun fighting, but he practiced it one by one.

Mark held the supplies he received and walked to his tent.

Ten people were crammed into a tent, and Mark could already foresee the 'wonderful' smell in the tent.

Sure enough, as soon as he entered, the sour smell of feet hit his head, making his forehead feel as if something was stuck in it, making him feel stuffy.

Mark frowned slightly and looked at a bed located at the innermost part of the tent.

There are five beds, bunk beds, and the last bed is still on the bottom bunk.

Mark glanced at the other people in the tent and noticed that his 'roommates' had surprise in their eyes when they saw him. Then, after he noticed a strange smile on someone's face, he sighed inwardly.

Again.

When he was receiving supplies, he was made things difficult by the people who distributed them.

Does he seem to be bullied because of his skin color?

Or is it that these people's skin is so itchy that they have to be softened so that they can learn to behave better?