I don't believe it.
These were the four characters in Fang Huai's mind.
Such a high-standard training team couldn't possibly be this sloppy, even if this place was just for living. It couldn't look like this damn mess, it had to resemble a regular military service.
Forty-something days, living in a place more crowded than a tiny Hong Kong apartment?
At least in the new recruit group, a squad still had ten people!
If it really was like this, Fang Huai would rather believe that once everyone arrived, the ground of the entire squadron would flip over, revealing some mysterious underground layer, or maybe the 026 Warehouse.
But, if he couldn't change the environment, he would start with changing himself.
First, respect the environment.
If it really came down to practicing a spirit of enduring hardships, at the least he could adapt a few hours earlier than the others.