From Soldier to Officer: A Game Addict's Journey
Chapter 162 - 162: Sleeping at 7 AM for the First Time

Chapter 162: Sleeping at 7 AM for the First Time

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

For over thirty minutes, Wang Ye’s eyes remained shut, though sleep eluded him. Despite his dizzy head and the discomfort of his purplish-green armpits, he managed to stay awake.

Squinting slightly, he observed as the seasoned soldiers resumed their stealing spree. Deep within, he contemplated whether to close his eyes and employ military boxing when they tried to tamper with his gun later.

However, in the end, he abandoned this tempting notion. He wasn’t keen on getting into trouble if he ended up beaten instead of being the one doing the beating.

The veteran soldiers displayed their skill, and Wang Ye estimated that the fourth squad leader had noticed his attempts to soothe his stomach. They would undoubtedly be cautious around him.

“Damn, you’re like a ghost now!”

Abruptly, Wang Ye was taken aback. He then made a slight movement, altering the way he held his gun. His right hand’s palm moved up and covered the gun’s magazine.

It turned out that the group of men had stopped their thieving efforts some distance away.

In essence, it wasn’t that they stopped stealing entirely. Rather, they’d set aside or let go of what they’d taken, grabbing anything that they could. Those who had managed to seize bullets discreetly approached and slyly took them.

No, they hadn’t wrestled them away from anyone or pried them from their grasp.

They’d taken the magazines.

Wang Ye’s scalp tingled, snapping him fully awake without any need to pinch himself.

These veterans were truly cunning.

Of course, they didn’t succeed every time.

Many new recruits were as resolute as Wang Ye, struggling to stay awake.

As the seasoned soldiers drew near, some opened their eyes while others awakened as soon as their guns were touched.

Under such circumstances, the seasoned soldiers didn’t attempt to take their guns or forcibly unload the magazines. Instead, some of them would say, “You should get some sleep. Don’t push yourself!” and proceed to log off from the current round.

All of this transpired in less than two minutes.

A veteran approached Wang Ye.

This time, they acted individually.

“No shouting when you’re awake. Whoever dares to speak up will regret it later!”

As they neared, the second platoon leader refrained from immediate action. Instead, he hushedly cautioned everyone.

Evidently, he wasn’t aware of who was feigning slumber.

Yet that didn’t hold great significance. Before they struck, they warned in advance. Naturally, those pretending to be asleep wouldn’t dare to intentionally cry out, waking the genuinely dozing individuals.

One after another, Wang Ye batted his eyelids while observing Song Yuejin remove Qin Li’s magazine. He also noticed Song Yuejin opening his eyes the instant he was touched.

Simultaneously, he watched Yan Zhiming cast his gun aside and then reclaim it.

Finally, Wang Ye’s turn arrived.

“Heh, you little rascal!”

To Wang Ye’s surprise, the second platoon leader didn’t even lay a finger on his gun.

He merely glanced at Wang Ye and whispered, “Close your eyes. Why are your eyelids fluttering? I’ll return later. If you haven’t truly fallen asleep, you can hug your gun to bed tonight. Let’s see if you can make it through the night!”

Wang Ye cursed inwardly.

“Platoon leader, I really fell asleep just now. I woke up only when you approached!” Wang Ye ceased the pretense, opening his eyes helplessly.

The second platoon leader chided under his breath, “Nonsense. 1 walk over, and you wake up.”

He demonstrated by lightly kicking Zhang Ping’an’s thigh twice.

No response whatsoever…

“And this is what you call sleeping, huh!” He bent down and removed the magazine from Zhang Ping’an’s grip, who held his gun in one hand and his nose in the other.

Wang Ye kept silent.

He shut his eyes again.

Seven to eight minutes later.

“Shhh!”

Another round of sharp whistles pierced the air.

“Damn it, my gun!”

“Phew, thank goodness, my gear is still here!”

“Ha, you’re in trouble!”

Qin Li, oblivious to the problem with his gun, reveled in Yan Zhiming’s agitated and irate expression.

“Old Qin, stop grinning. Look at your magazine!”

“All!”

Throughout that day, from morning until five in the afternoon, the entire company suffered.

Wang Ye’s gun and magazine remained untouched.

Nevertheless, the price Wang Ye paid was the purplish discoloration of his armpits’ flesh and even his left thigh.

Because aside from the initial instance, Wang Ye truly hadn’t slept the entire duration.

Yet, Wang Ye’s performance at the end was remarkable.

“If I could, I’d gladly bid farewell to this gun!”

“I long for our initial month!”

“He’s not my lifeline, nor is he my spouse. Lie’s my ancestor!”

On the journey back, fatigued recruits couldn’t help but grumble about their unique training tactic.

Before they’d wielded guns, they’d harbored anticipation.

Many even enlisted just to hold and play with firearms.

Now that they possessed them, they regarded them as hot potatoes.

They wished they hadn’t been given guns or that they could remain locked in the armory. Sealing the guns away, never to be removed until retirement, would be ideal.

“Alright, rest now. There’s no more business for the evening, and attendance isn’t required. You can sleep from now on!”

Returning to the recruit company, they stored their guns in their packs and finally partook of their meals.

Having returned from dinner, Ye Sanshi shockingly ordered everyone to sleep.

Unprecedented.

Their ears couldn’t believe it.

“Are you serious, Class Monitor?” Liang Fan stared at him in disbelief.

Others wore expressions of similar incredulity, including Wang Ye.

It was essentially a case of not having slept for two days and nights. How could they not be drowsy? All they yearned for was to crawl into bed immediately.

However, the clock hadn’t yet struck seven.

“Hehe, you don’t want to sleep?”

“No, no, no… I’m going to sleep right now!”

Liang Fan turned around and clambered onto his bed.

Wang Ye too, hastily stripped off his attire.

He was too preoccupied to even think about washing up; he hit the hay in ten seconds.

Not a word was spoken. In under a minute, snores resonated throughout the dormitory.

Their fatigue finally caught up to them, and they could finally unwind.

After all, the gun had been handed over to the armory.

He slept in a separate space from his gun!

Thus, he no longer feared it.

As for any potential emergency assembly, the whistle would serve as an alert. But for now, he intended to rest.

Wang Ye felt the same way.

Within a couple of minutes, practically everyone in the dormitory was sleeping, including Ye Sanshi.

Truthfully, he was tired too. Everyone had gone two days and nights without sleep, so he willingly joined them in their rest.

But that night, one person remained awake.

Instructor Kang Hua.

The previous evening, the company commander had supplied him with earplugs to guarantee a good night’s sleep.

Now, since everyone was snoozing together, he was on duty.

“Higher… higher!”

“Hey, lend a hand. Fetch a stool!”

On the twelfth day, training was suspended for the entire company.

The weekend had arrived, marking the final day before the New Year.

Following an early start to handle domestic matters, the entire company cleaned up post-breakfast. Thereafter, they commenced decorating practice posts, affixing the word “blessing,” and other activities to create a festive atmosphere.