Just kidding, we can't possibly let this guy who sleeps in the confinement area keep slacking off here, enjoying what is a nightmare for others but a sweet dream for him! With results like this, it would be better to just send him out to run laps. However, it seems that even running laps doesn't bother this so-called camel at all. Henry Brooks has naturally become one of the least popular figures among the duty officers in the confinement area.

So, under the admiring and astonished gazes of his Third Squad teammates, the unlucky and abnormal camel Henry Brooks returned to the team with a spirit fully recharged after sleeping for dozens of hours. According to the gossip king's sources, the reason for the fifty-hour space confinement was that those people thought Henry Brooks was just using it as an excuse to slack off, so they forcibly kicked him back.

This time, the Third Squad really made a name for themselves, not just in the whole battalion but across the entire training base. Henry Brooks's abnormal "camel" nickname instantly spread throughout the base. Several instructors, including the chief instructor, gathered together to review Henry Brooks's enlistment and training records once again. Such a tough new recruit is truly rare. If he's not an extremely self-controlled genius, then he's a big-hearted fool.

Unfortunately, judging from the records, Henry Brooks leans heavily toward the latter. After studying for a long time, the instructors all gave up on the idea of poaching him. In fact, all the instructors are evenly assigned from various military branches, not only responsible for training new recruits but also for recruiting for their own branches. Originally, someone like Henry Brooks, who adapts so well to zero-gravity environments, should have been the perfect candidate for the space forces. Unfortunately, his poor training results and punishment records once again exposed his recent issues with physical coordination.

Perhaps, this is actually a good thing for Henry Brooks. At least, Dinosaur Brian has already been targeted by those guys from the space forces. Every day, in addition to regular training, he has to do extra preliminary adaptation training, supposedly at the request of the space forces. Seeing Dinosaur Brian's extra drills, at least Henry Brooks feels lucky he wasn't chosen.

Henry Brooks's goal is still to become a ground assault trooper, what is usually called the army. Today's army is no longer the simple force of the past, but a multi-capable ground assault unit able to adapt to most planetary environments. It's the most important branch during planetary occupation, and also the one that can keep their feet on the ground and shoot to their heart's content. Not being picked by the space forces is exactly what Henry Brooks wants.

Firearms training is simple and monotonous. Shooting now is no longer about aiming with the naked eye in the traditional sense, but combines tactical helmets and battlefield radar scanning. As long as you put on the helmet, aiming is almost automatic. After just a few days of practice—most of which was spent learning to use the tactical helmet—these guys, who never got enough of shooting, were all quite dissatisfied.

However, Instructor Hack is very effective at suppressing this kind of discontent. The doors of the military discipline office not far away are always open for everyone to visit, and it seems that, apart from Henry Brooks, no one else dares to be so brazen. Henry Brooks himself doesn't feel unsatisfied; on the contrary, these past two days of training have had no particularly tricky tactical moves, so there have been far fewer chances to make mistakes. That's why he doesn't complain. The entire Third Squad is unusually quiet.

Advanced training, besides mastering firearms, also includes some essential skill training, such as swimming, hand-to-hand combat, and driving. In addition, weighted cross-country running is also a required part of the training.

The swimming requirements are much simpler—just being able to move in the water and not drown is enough. No requirements for form or speed, just learning the breathing technique. After all, the individual armor not only provides protection but also has an underwater breathing device and propulsion system. There are very few chances to swim without armor, so just mastering the basics is enough; there are no special requirements.

Most people did quite well, including Henry Brooks. If it weren't for his body still being temporarily uncoordinated, doing a few agile fish-like moves would be no problem at all. It's just that breathing is still a bottleneck—humans still can't adapt to life underwater. It would be great to have gills like in that other life. If not, having huge lung capacity would work too!

It's unclear whether it started after regaining his memory or after confinement, but every time he sleeps, Henry Brooks always feels like he's reciting that tongue-twisting passage in his dreams. And every time, it's extremely comfortable—not only does he fall asleep quickly, but he also rests very well. Every day, he appears at the training base full of energy. If he didn't zone out so often, he'd definitely be a model trainee.

Hand-to-hand combat is the training Henry Brooks is least willing to do. His body is uncoordinated, his moves are off, and his attack speed is slow, which always puts him at a disadvantage. The only thing that comforts both him and the instructors is that, despite all these shortcomings, he has one ability that surpasses everyone else in the Third Squad: extraordinary resistance to blows.

Whether it's due to great strength and tough muscles or some other reason, when other people's fists land on him, it only feels like a slight pain. However, those who spar with him need to be especially careful—although he's slow, if you take a punch from him, it's no joke. Henry Brooks's "camel" nickname is well deserved.