Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 440 Police Training
The following afternoon at 2 PM, at the Provincial Police Academy's sports field.

There is only one day left until the open day for parents of new students.

This year's new freshmen, following the police academy's usual practice, arrived at the school in mid-August to register and undergo planned freshman police training.

Unlike regular universities, provincial police academies, which focus on training police officers, initially classify students into "brigades" and prefix them with the year of enrollment.

For example, freshmen who enrolled in 2022 would be grouped into a brigade called "Brigade 22". Below the brigade are districts, which can generally be understood as classes in a regular university.

A platoon typically consists of around fifty trainees, and daily classes and training are conducted as a single group.

At this moment, the ten squads under the 22nd Detachment were conducting police training on the drill ground, led by senior officers from the 21st Detachment. Each squad had two senior officers, temporarily serving as the "squad leader" and "deputy squad leader," respectively—in other words, instructors.

The ten groups of freshmen, dressed in black police training uniforms, each with an unusual wooden cross strapped to their backs and a police cap turned backwards, stood motionless in place.

It's common for beads of sweat to roll down one's forehead in a row; if you take off your soaked clothes and wring them out a few times, the water will definitely gush out.

During this time, next to a formation on the west side, a squad leader with a crutch slung over his shoulder and wearing a blue summer duty uniform was circling around the formation under his jurisdiction.

"These hats are being sent to you ahead of schedule today. Let's see if you can handle them!"

"Your parents are coming to see their sons tomorrow. How are things going at the police academy? If you're a man, stand tall and hang in there!"

"It's only been a little over an hour, and you all look like you're impotent! It's a small matter if I, your senior, look down on you, but it's a huge deal if your parents, who worked so hard to raise you and send you to our police academy, are heartbroken!"

The squad leader, who called himself "senior brother," walked to the edge of the last row of the line, nudged a freshman standing next to him, and when the freshman didn't move, he suddenly raised his knee and bumped the back of the freshman's knee.

Caught off guard, the new student immediately knelt down.

"Tsk tsk, how can a man be so soft?" The squad leader patted the freshman's shoulder with a smile, deliberately making sarcastic remarks, "Why not cut it off and become a woman, then you won't have to suffer standing in line under this sun."

After he finished speaking, he looked around, trying to see if anyone laughed or made any small movements because of his lame joke.

After a moment, he nodded in satisfaction, knowing that the month-long police training had yielded results.

"Reporting, instructor! I'm not weak! And I don't want to be a woman!" Perhaps because it was nearing the end, the freshmen relaxed a bit and started having a small verbal conflict with the instructor.

The squad leader turned his attention from his surroundings to the freshman in front of him and laughed, "Not bad, you still have the energy to talk back. Come on, Jiang Hai, step forward and run five kilometers around the playground to loosen up your muscles. As for the time, you can decide for yourself, I won't specify. Don't go to the brigade leader crying and complaining behind my back, I can't stand that."

The captain of the 22nd Detachment is surnamed Zhou, and his full name is Zhou Qinghu. He is a police officer with an administrative position at the police academy, responsible for managing the studies and daily life of all the cadets in the 22nd Detachment.

Police academy teachers are divided into two types: one is civil servants, who wear black epaulets on their shoulders and usually serve as management teachers in various detachments, similar to counselors in ordinary universities; the other is public sector employees, whose epaulets are gray and most of the professional instructors belong to this category.

After more than a month of police training, Jiang Hai naturally knew that he could not refute any of the instructors' words under any circumstances.

He cursed the national treasure in his heart, then loudly replied "Yes," put his police hat on the ground beside him, and obediently ran around the playground.

Although the squad leader didn't mention a specific time, Jiang Hai knew that if he relaxed even slightly and slacked off, endless torment would await him.

So, after an hour and a half of standing at attention, with his legs already half numb, he gritted his teeth and ran a result that was already the best he could achieve.

After the long-distance run, Jiang Hai wiped the sweat from his face. Although he was still indignant, he didn't dare to slack off at all. He obediently ran to the side of the formation and loudly requested to join the ranks.

"Report! Requesting to join the ranks!" The platoon leader glanced at it and was about to agree when he was stopped by the deputy platoon leader who was walking over from behind.

"Old Hong, don't let him stand at attention right after running. Let him relax for a bit," the deputy squad leader said in a low voice.

The squad leader, known as Lao Hong, nodded, knowing that the other party had just run five kilometers and his heart was pounding. If he were to immediately enter the formation and stand still, there might be a problem.

"You brat! Go relax for twenty minutes before joining the ranks!" Old Hong shouted.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Hai stood at attention, loudly replied "Yes!", and jogged towards the grassy area in the middle of the playground where several new students were training in formation.

"Go over there!" Old Hong yelled again when he saw Jiang Hai trying to squeeze into the crowd. "What's wrong with your brain? Haven't you embarrassed yourself enough? Get out of here!"

The deputy district captain standing next to him smiled without saying anything. He knew that Lao Hong meant well, but his mouth was a little sore.

"Stand up straight! I told you to look straight ahead, not with your chins up!"

Old Hong turned around and yelled at the quiet formation of police officers to rouse the freshmen, then led the deputy district chief towards the tea station on the side of the playground.

The deputy district head tilted his head towards Jiang Hai, who was stretching not far away, and chuckled, "Old Hong, we need to assign student leaders to them soon. What are you planning to do with Jiang Hai? Give him a district team committee position?"

Old Hong looked at Jiang Hai, who was raising his leg high, his eyes full of admiration. After a month of police training, these fifty-odd young men who had just graduated from high school were practically invisible to him.

Jiang Hai is a tenacious and competitive person. Although he couldn't keep up with his physical strength in the early stages, he would secretly go to the sex field to "extra food" during his rest time at night. This kind of attitude is rare among young people today, and Lao Hong and the others have seen all of this.

Most importantly, Jiang Hai is extremely obedient, and on this basis, he can also take the initiative to lead other students to learn and grow together during police training. This kind of organizational ability is also extremely valuable in the police force.

Although he seemed a bit inexperienced to Lao Hong and the others, he knew that this junior had great potential and was cut out to be a policeman.

He whispered, "The district head, deputy district head, and secretary have all been decided internally. The committee member has no future; he'll just be a supporting character. And that inspector kid probably won't climb any higher either."

In previous years, the three main officers of each platoon of the police academy—the platoon leader, deputy platoon leader, and secretary of the Youth League Committee—were appointed by the battalion commander, while the higher-ranking chairpersons of the self-management committees were appointed by the academy leadership.

The battalion commander didn't know these new students. He didn't know their personalities and abilities as well as the instructors who had been training them day and night. He didn't know who was suitable to be a platoon leader or a squad leader.

However, the captain has to be appointed; if he doesn't want to, the institute's leadership will appoint him. The public security system is too large, with too many people, including comrades, classmates, fellow villagers, and colleagues—all intertwined and complex, making it easy to cultivate connections. If you don't want to go, others will be scrambling to get you in the next second.

People say that university is a microcosm of society, but in the police academy, it is a society, even more so than the ordinary society on the surface.

And that is reality.

The deputy district chief nodded, agreeing with his partner's idea: "Those two guys in Class One have good backgrounds. One of them is rumored to be the head of the school's supervisory group. If Jiang Hai makes good use of his abilities as class monitor and gets along well with them, he'll be able to have a good time in the academy in the future."

As they talked, the two walked to the tea table. Old Hong poured two glasses of water, handed one to the deputy district head, and sneered, "In the courtyard? He'll have to rely on these two to look after him when he starts working!"

The deputy district chief's eyes widened suddenly, and after a moment's thought, he understood Old Hong's arrangement.

He exclaimed in surprise, "Old Hong! So that's what you were planning! Tsk tsk, this kid isn't some relative of yours, is he? You're taking such good care of him. Come to think of it, you two aren't from the same place, are you? With your cunning, you're definitely leadership material!"

Old Hong slowly took a small sip and joked, "It seems that after these two years, you finally understand why I was able to rise from squad leader to full district head, while you have always been a deputy district head."

(End of this chapter)