Chapter 6: Don't just go yet—let's talk properly!

Damn it, how did it turn into a Men Guan Zi?

This thing doesn't even have a seat, it's pitch black inside, it's really oppressive.

I actually think it's fine—just put this pack on the ground and lie on top of it. It's comfortable, like a hard sleeper.

After getting off the original platform, the new soldiers gave the train car to the civilians, had a simple meal in the waiting hall, and were then collectively assigned to a Men Guan Zi train.

The so-called Men Guan Zi is a type of freight car used specifically for transporting goods, with no seats, no windows, just a series of metal carriages.

Fortunately we're transferring at night; if it were daytime, the inside would basically be like a steamer, and you'd get heatstroke after a short while.

The car Lu Yang and the others are riding in has, in its latter half, mostly large items covered in camouflage cloth, as if specially for transporting tanks.

He had learned some of this from his cousin's comrade: when the unit is changing equipment or conducting drills, they use railways to transport heavy gear.

Tracked vehicles like tanks, as well as cannons and armored cars, can't just drive on roads; therefore the most convenient and quick method is to transport them by rail.

But it's too dark outside; nobody could see clearly what those large camouflage-covered items at the rear actually look like.

Squad Leader, I need to pee.

Suddenly someone raised their hand and shouted.

On the corner stool, Zhou Kaidong, who was secretly playing a farming game on his phone, pointed to a ventilation hole on the side without looking up.

Take off your pants, stick the gun barrel out and pee directly.

Huh?

That soldier obviously hadn't expected the urination method to be so crude and direct.

With so many people watching in the carriage, and not being very familiar with each other, he really couldn't bring himself to do that.

Besides, the train is still moving—what if he pokes his head out and scrapes a branch?

Seeing the kid fidgeting, Zhou Kaidong, a bit impatient, pointed to the red plastic bucket in the corner.

Pee in there.

Okay.

Earlier, when boarding, nobody knew what that red bucket in the corner was for.

Now it's clear: it's actually for everyone to collect urine.

Unlike a regular green-painted train, the Men Guan Zi doesn't have toilets installed between the cars.

If you need to relieve yourself in here, you either poke your head out to pee outside, pee into a plastic bottle, or use one of these small buckets prepared in advance.

The sound of trickling urine came one after another, and quite a few people lined up to go to the corner to relieve themselves.

Even though the red bucket has a lid, the poor ventilation in the carriage means the smell isn't exactly pleasant.

Lu Yang shifted his butt to the side, trying to stay as far from the urine smell as possible, but Zhou Kaidong seemed completely used to it, showing no reaction.

Suddenly, Lu Yang seemed to think of something, and a very unpleasant idea popped into his head: Thank goodness it's just urination—what if someone....

Report, my stomach hurts a bit, I need to poop!

Not allowed!

Zhou Kaidong refused bluntly.

What a joke, this is a Men Guan Zi.

The urine smell is barely tolerable, but if someone had diarrhea, who could endure the rest of this trip?

Zhou Kaidong stood up, walked over to that soldier, and said, "If you really need to go, I'll open the train door later, have two people hold you with backpack straps, and you can squat by the door to do it."

Taking a dump would require acrobatics, plus finding two extra people to help?

The key is, doing that all night is too dangerous—if someone isn't careful and falls off, they'd be done for.

Seeing the new recruit shivering from fear and shaking his head wildly, indicating he didn't want to go, Zhou Kaidong laughed and patted him.

Don't worry, the train will stop midway, giving you time to take a big number—just hold it in a bit.

Got it, I understand.

That said, Lu Yang could tell from Zhou Kaidong's nasty grin that he was very eager to see that soldier attempt the high-difficulty challenge.

After all, opening the carriage door while the train is moving, backing up to the outside with your butt up, and having several people cooperate to complete an intestinal cleansing is still quite exotic.

Lu Yang even suspected that Zhou Kaidong would likely whip out his knockoff phone, shamelessly snap crazy photos and videos, and then someday blackmail that new recruit with them.

Kid, you wouldn't want photos of you taking a dump in the wild on the railway to be seen by others, would you?

Just thinking about it made Lu Yang feel a chill run through his body; if that soldier ends up doing nothing, it'd be fine.

But if he somehow achieves something, that would become a lifelong shadow.

Seeing Lu Yang looking at him with a strange expression, Zhou Kaidong deliberately gave a cold chuckle and asked, "What, you also have a stomachache and want to try the high-difficulty challenge?"

Lu Yang shook his head wildly: "No, no, everything's fine."

【Detected new knowledge point: Pooping in the wild on the train!】

【Knowledge point analysis...... During the process, it provides double-speed improvement to the sphincter, leg muscles, and core stability!】

Lu Yang glared and directly closed the system panel!

This thing—whoever wants to learn it can learn it; I, for one, am not learning it!

The train rumbled on ahead, and Lu Yang wasn't even sure exactly where we were.

Perhaps being truly idle and bored, someone else started chatting again.

The new soldier sitting across from Lu Yang, sturdy-built and resembling a boiled egg, initiated conversation.

Buddy, earlier on the road I saw you reading nonstop; why aren't you reading now?

The lighting's too dim, it's bad for the eyes.

That's true. I'm Kong Long, from the Northeast; my family runs a restaurant. What about you?

You're sure your family runs a restaurant, not a martial arts school?

Lu Yang's words directly made Kong Long laugh.

The same military uniform hangs loose on Lu Yang, but on Kong Long it looks like a size smaller.

Kong Long explained that fitness was purely a personal hobby, then proudly showed off his exaggerated pecs to Lu Yang, as well as an arm circumference of 43.

Lu Yang exclaimed "awesome", then introduced himself: "I'm Lu Yang, from Guangling, just an ordinary family."

"Guangling?"

"In the fireworks-filled third month, heading to Guangling, a small southern city."

"Oh~~~"

Kong Long immediately showed a meaningful smile, matching his braised-egg-like appearance, which carried a hint of lewdness.

Lu Yang embarrassedly rubbed his nose, feeling that he must have misunderstood something.

Here, "the fireworks-filled third month" does not refer to Fireworks Lane.

Forget it, I won't explain further; the more I describe, the darker it gets.

Who let those Qianlong and Kangxi fellows, whether they had business or not, love to go down to Jiangnan, and they especially fancy the "Guangling thin horse".

This also leads some outsiders to have a certain misunderstanding of the line "In the fireworks-filled third month, heading to Guangling" from Li Bai's poetry.

Kong Long said, "Brother, if we end up in the same place later, I'll train your muscles? You're all skinny arms and legs, you need to work out more."

"No thanks."

"Why?"

"Because......"

Lu Yang hesitated a moment, then kindly reminded: "In the army, very few have muscles as bulky as yours; most are lean muscles, the kind that aren't noticeable even when clothed."

Kong Long scratched his head: "How do you mean that?"

Lu Yang explained: "Your fitness goal is to shape your body, for looks, even to enter bodybuilding contests. But in the army, muscles are about practicality."

"The bigger your bulk, the relatively slower your movements become, especially during aerobic exercise, and your burden also increases."

"Running the same three kilometers, I, this skinny guy, can barely finish because my own load is light. But for you, it's like carrying an extra few dozen kilograms."

"Finally, do you not like training your legs......"