The Political Instructor's words sent the recruits below into an uproar.
Phones!
They hadn't had their phones for a whole month! The only way they could get any news from the outside world was by watching the half-hour of news every evening.
If they weren't allowed to use their phones soon, they felt like they were going to become information-starved savages!
But the recruits were so focused on getting their phones back that, for a moment, none of them caught the condition they had to meet first.
Their squad had to win the tug-of-war competition.
"Old Xue, see? I told you I was right! If the squad leader takes us to the supermarket tomorrow, I'll treat everyone."
Ji Baichang thumped his chest.
"Fine."
To Xue Daochao's surprise, he didn't argue with Ji Baichang this time. Instead, he gave a rare nod.
"Wait, didn't the Political Instructor just say that only the squad that wins the tug-of-war competition gets their phones?"
Ji Baichang suddenly realized what was going on and pressed Xue Daochao for an answer.
"Yeah, that's what the Political Instructor said."
Before Xue Daochao had even finished speaking, Ji Baichang suddenly burst into manic laughter.
"We've got this!"
"We've totally got this!!!"
"And they think this is a tug-of-war competition! I'll say it right now: every other squad is trash compared to ours!"
Ji Baichang had spoken so loudly that even the veterans sitting at the back could hear him.
The other recruits around him glared over, as if trying to see which idiot had dared to make such an outrageous claim.
After a whole month of training, the recruits in every squad had realized one thing: they were part of a team, both as individuals and as members of their squad.
In other words, they'd developed a sense