Starting from the deputy company commander of the Soldier Assault Team

Zhang Anbang's grin froze. What had he just heard? In the original owner's memories of over twenty-one years, he had searched high and low, but there was no such thing as a military ministry. This must be a fake system.

Forget it, there's no use thinking about it so much. Just go to sleep. Maybe I'll go back to my old ways when I wake up. The carefree Zhang Anbang got up, took a shower, and quickly fell asleep again due to his physical exhaustion.

At six o'clock in the morning, Zhang Anbang opened his eyes under the influence of his biological clock.

What comes into view is a clean wooden board, with two short wooden blocks holding three long planks together.

Yes, the upper bunk bed board.

Zhang Anbang was stunned for thirty seconds before finally accepting the fact that he had transmigrated. Since he was already here, he might as well make the best of it. Could he possibly die and go back?

If I die and don't get back, wouldn't that be a huge loss? It's not worth losing my life for a few hundred thousand in savings.

And now they're getting a bad reputation for it: a national defense student at Tsinghua University died under mysterious circumstances.

Just thinking about the original owner's thin arms and legs, and that it would be a while before he was assigned to a unit, Zhang Anbang quickly got up and folded his quilt.

Forget about professional knowledge for now. Use this time to practice and improve as much as you can.

Looking at the clean floor, the neatly arranged books, and the spotless table, Zhang Anbang took out his toiletries and quietly went to the large washroom outside to wash up.

After washing up and returning to the dormitory, two more roommates woke up and saw Zhang Anbang carrying a washbasin with a towel draped around his neck.

"Third brother, we're finally getting assigned to a unit, and the rules are a bit looser these days. Why are you up so early?"

The one who spoke was their dorm leader. He was the oldest of the four people in the dorm, so he became the leader.

The eldest brother was from Northeast China and belonged to the Information and Command Operations Department, just like Zhang Anbang. His name was Cui Shuai. However, he had dark skin, rugged features, a height of 1.73 meters, and a muscular build.

He got the nickname "Blackie" not long after enrolling.

Most people wouldn't dare call him by that nickname to his face. Although Cui Shuai's height isn't anything special among people from the North, he has a muscular physique that most people wouldn't dare mess with.

If someone unfamiliar with him dared to call him "Blackie," Cui Shuai would clench his fists so tightly they cracked, and he would insist on dragging them along to demonstrate his skills.

In dormitory 406, everyone was called that because they were close comrades-in-arms, brothers. Even the most ruthless person couldn't bring themselves to do it, especially since he had given nicknames to everyone else in the dormitory as well, euphemistically speaking, to ensure that everyone was treated equally.

Zhang Anbang put the things back in their original places, took out his training uniform from the wardrobe, and replied while putting on his clothes, "Heizi, although you are not tall, you are as strong as a bull."

But I can't do it. I'm too weak. If I don't train soon, what good will it do if I'm assigned to a field unit?

"Bamboo Pole is right. If you want to be prominent in front of others, you have to suffer behind the scenes. Everyone praises me for sewing quickly and well, but that's all at the cost of making me nauseous from eating so much pork skin jelly."

But logically speaking, someone with your technical skills shouldn't be assigned to a field unit.

The one who answered was the second oldest in the dormitory, named Wang Yang, a top student at Tsinghua University's School of Medicine, a perennial No. 1, a native of Yanjing, whose grandparents were field hospital doctors and nurses during Season 1.

Of course, although this person was in medical school, he was studying battlefield emergency medicine. Logically speaking, he and Zhang Anbang were from different departments and should not have been assigned to the same dormitory. However, the number of national defense students was not a whole number, and by some twist of fate, they were assigned to the same dormitory.

Wang Yang's parents were surgeons at Peking Union Medical College Hospital. He grew up in the doctors' on-call room, and things like human anatomy were his childhood storybooks.

When he reached high school, this guy was thinking about studying medicine. His father prepared a lot of pig skin for him, first sewing it up, and then eating it, making sure not a single bit was wasted.

Born into a family of doctors, he was very refined-looking and had a good physique, standing at 1.78 meters tall. He exuded a scholarly air and was very popular with female classmates.

However, this person's hobby is a bit unreliable. He is most enthusiastic about introducing other people to potential partners, so his haters have given him the nickname "matchmaker."

Apart from having a partner of his own, none of the women he has introduced to him have gotten together so far, making him an extremely unsuccessful matchmaker. However, this has not dampened his enthusiasm for introducing people to others in the slightest.

This guy got a spot for part-time graduate studies because of his outstanding grades. Although the allocation list hasn't been released yet, all three of them in the dorm know that he's already been internally selected by the 301 Institute. Now they just have to wait for the time to go and register.

After changing into his training uniform, Zhang Anbang's slightly thin frame and towering height of over 1.8 meters made him look a bit odd.

It's like putting a set of clothes on a bamboo pole.

Because of this first impression, Hei Zi gave him the nickname "Bamboo Pole," which, in Hei Zi's words, was a pictograph, very fitting.

"Let's go. Don't stay in bed too long. Although there's basically no need to check the assignments right now, it's better to be safe than sorry, guys. Don't get another beating right before graduation."

"Okay, okay, I'll get up now. Oh, by the way, we have a dorm social event at 3 pm, remember to be on time. Let's see if we can solve your single problems. It'll be even harder once you're in the army, haha."

The door closed softly, and the fourth brother, who was known as a foodie, opened his eyes groggily. "Oh, Brother Zhu has left again. This guy is punctual for four years without fail. No wonder he can get two bachelor's degrees."

"He might get a captain's rank when the ranks are awarded. Besides, Second Brother, was that a social event? It was just your old matchmaking stuff."

"What, you don't want to participate?"

The fourth brother immediately surrendered, "How could that be? You're my brother, my dearest friend, my most beloved second brother! Besides, I like blind dates too."

The fourth oldest in the dormitory was the most mischievous. His real name was Sun Feng. He got his nickname because he drooled over a watermelon in someone's hand while standing at attention not long after entering the university. The team leader scolded him, "Are you a glutton?"

As the fourth oldest in the dormitory with the highest looks, he could be described as the Louis Koo of Shui Mu, although his skin is a bit dark, so he can only be called "Dark Louis Koo". He is so handsome that, while the second oldest has found a girlfriend, he finds it hard to accept. Therefore, he likes the second oldest's social events the most.

Zhang Anbang ran laps around the playground, performing the physical training techniques he had learned during his time in the army in his previous life.

His movements were very standard, but his physical fitness was lacking; he was neither strong nor fast enough. Unfortunately, many of his techniques relied on strength and speed, so he could only patiently train slowly.

Training, eating, and casually reading in the library – this is Zhang Anbang's regular life. His current physical condition doesn't support him training for too long; haste makes waste, and getting a muscle strain would be a bad deal.

2:30 PM, Tsinghua University Library.

Dressed casually, Cui Shuai strode straight to a corner spot.

"I knew you'd be here. Hurry up and pack your things, it's really not good for us men to be late."

Zhang Anbang scratched his head.

Originally, this get-together was simply an activity to develop revolutionary friendship between the two units.

However, as times changed, it gradually evolved into an activity that promoted... no, I mean, fostered friendships between couples.

The social event organized by the second son was purely a blind date; he was trying every possible way to shed his reputation as the worst matchmaker.

Zhang Anbang originally didn't want to go. First, he needed to sort out the information in his mind and see if he could make some money legally and compliantly. Second, he didn't want to find a girlfriend right now.

However, since Hei Zi had come all this way to call him, it would be disrespectful to everyone if he didn't go.

"Boss, wait a moment. I need to change my clothes. It's not appropriate to attend the social event in my training uniform."

After hurriedly returning to his dormitory to change his clothes, Zhang Anbang followed Hei Zi towards the park.

You read that right, the social event is being held in a park not far from the school. Everyone will eat some fruit, chat, and if they hit it off, they can try to contact each other privately. If they don't, it's always good to make more friends, and there's always a way to make things work out. The main point is that no one will feel awkward.

When Hei Zi arrived with Zhang Anbang, the rest of the group had already gathered and were sitting and chatting on a patch of grass under the shade of a tree.

There were some fruits, melon seeds, peanuts and the like that they had brought, placed next to them. It was neither lavish nor shabby, so that everyone would chat aimlessly without being too extravagant or wasteful.

"Hey, come quick, we've been waiting for you. Let me introduce you. This mighty and strong man from Northeast China is our dorm leader, Cui Shuai, and this tall and slender man from Shandong is our dorm leader, Zhang Anbang."

"Hello, hello, sorry we're a little late." The two greeted the girls together.

The second brother was adept at organizing social events. "You all know my girlfriend. These are her friends: Liu Qin, Wang Nana, and Zhao Fangfang. Let's all get to know each other."

After introducing themselves, everyone ate fruit and chatted together. College students these days are quite artistic, and they had a lot to talk about, including literature and poetry, hometowns, departments and majors, and complaining about the cafeteria food.

Of course, this excludes a certain guy who's always eating sunflower seeds.