Chapter 1137 - Arriving at the Training Ground (1/2)
They arrived at the designated training ground at half-past nine.
The freshmen who were still complaining just now alighted from the bus. Although they dreaded going for military training, they couldn’t hide their excitement about starting their university life.
Everyone gathered together and began chit-chatting, filled with curiosity about the training ground.
They began pointing at the soldiers who were dressed in impeccable military uniforms and strutting around, after which they started gossiping about the soldiers openly with enthusiasm. All of the soldiers were good looking and muscular.
The girls even began swooning over the soldiers.
Ye Feiyu held onto Wen Xinya’s hand and began babbling continuously. “Xinya, what am I supposed to do? he soldiers here are all so handsome, tall and muscular. They give me such a strong sense of security!”
Wen Xinya was speechless, though she did find them to be handsome. “Aren’t you going to complain about being denied access to the internet and your games?”
Ye Feiyu giggled and said, “How can I be in the mood to play games when there are hunks to ogle at?”
Wen Xinya chastised in her head, Who was the one looking so devastated and kept complaining about being unable to play games?
Ye Feiyu sighed and said, “But the conditions here are really harsh.”
Wen Xinya agreed with her. There were two metal houses apart from a few old buildings. Clearly, the metal houses were newly built and meant to accommodate military training.
However, she heard that the temperatures inside the metal houses were extremely cold during winter and extremely hot during summer.
She wondered if Xu Zhenyu had ever lived in metal houses before.
After the military training counselors had a discussion with the soldiers, one of the uniformed soldiers entered with the freshmen who acted as if they were there for a tour. He then ushered them to their rooms.
The living conditions in the training ground were harsh and the houses were old. To the disappointment of the freshmen, there were only four floors and the rectangular rooms were all identical in terms of layout.
They were greeted with the sight of bunk beds and nothing else.
One of the girls shrieked. “Are you kidding me? How do people even live here? We’re here for military training, not to become prisoners.”
“The living conditions here are terrible! There aren’t any washrooms in here at all. Are we supposed to share a common toilet?”
“There aren’t any tables that we can leave our things on, either. This can’t be it. Is this really how soldiers live? Are they not just making life hard for us freshmen on purpose?”
The counselor was Miss Mu, an ordinary-looking woman who appeared to be in her late twenties. She said sternly, “You’re right. Since you’re here, you may just treat yourselves as prisoners. Buck up and push yourselves through these four weeks of training.”
The counselor’s austerity frightened the freshmen.
Miss Mu continued, “There is a washroom on every floor and a common bathroom on the first floor. I’ve already informed the commanders to sh.e.l.l out two bathrooms for the girls. This is the best I can do for you.”