I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

Chapter 120 My Grandma Giving Birth

Wu Hanfeng's gaze slowly shifted to the other new recruits.

His voice softened: "I want you to remember that pushing your limits during training and getting dizzy from running are two different things. Pushing your limits means pushing your body to its limits, but your mind and brain are still functioning."

"Getting dizzy from running means you've completely lost control! You need to learn the former, not the latter. Understand?"

Zhao Yihang asked, seemingly understanding but not quite, "So... we still have to keep practicing, and maintain that feeling of almost dying but not quite?"

"Remember that feeling, like you're about to collapse, but you haven't. Your body has already given up, but you can grit your teeth and tell yourself to hold on a little longer."

"What you need to do is get through that period; that's what you really need to break through, not run until you're exhausted and faint. Do you understand?"

Looking at the recruits who had just been so determined, Chen Zhiyuan now nodded with heartfelt admiration, his feelings quite complicated.

The three of them had just spent a long time trying to persuade him, but none of it was as effective as a few words from Wu Hanfeng.

He was also quite helpless.

The atmosphere in the ward finally cheered up.

"And that democratic voting system, let's not do it again, it's embarrassing."

Zhao Yihang's face flushed red, and he nodded.

Qian Kun nodded as well.

Wu Hanfeng breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the group of young men who had finally returned to normal.

"That's enough for today. Don't cause any more trouble in the future. Listen to your company commander and squad leader. I'm leaving now."

Everyone was taken aback.

"Brother Feng, where are you going?"

Wu Hanfeng said, "I've been transferred to the disciplinary team."

"picket?!"

"Huh? Did I hear that right? Brother Feng, why were you transferred away?!"

Zhao Yihang belatedly realized and said, "Brother Feng, tell me, is it because we all got dizzy from running that you got caught up in it?"

Zhao Yihang was extremely anxious.

Qian Kun struggled to get up, but Zhou Haibo pressed him back down.

"Brother Feng! This has nothing to do with you, why are you leaving!"

"We'll go and ask the leader! This is all our fault, you can't leave!"

"We promise we'll be good from now on and won't make the same mistake again!"

"Yes, let's go and apologize to the leader together."

Wu Hanfeng waved his hand and said, "It's nothing life-or-death. The regimental commander just wants me to go to the disciplinary team to train and be in a different environment."

"Don't take it all on yourself, it has nothing to do with you."

Qian Kun's eyes were already red with tears. "Brother Feng, you're lying!"

"It's because we dragged you into this that the commander transferred you, right?"

Everyone was heartbroken and felt guilty.

Wu Hanfeng had already reached the door when he heard someone sobbing softly.

He turned his head and looked at the group of new recruits who had lived with him for more than half a month. At this moment, they all had red eyes and were looking at him with reluctance.

"It's just a troop transfer, it's not like we'll never see each other again, don't act like we're bound by life and death."

"From now on, I'll be the disciplinary inspector. You all better follow the rules and be careful not to get caught. I'll handle cases according to the law. Hahaha..."

The recruits' expressions froze instantly.

The image of Wu Hanfeng in his disciplinary uniform passing by them flashed through their minds, and the thought of his imposing presence sent a chill down their spines.

......

Wu Hanfeng had just left.

Chen Zhiyuan then chased after him.

Wu Hanfeng looked at him, and the two looked at each other.

The two have known each other for seven years, and the tacit understanding they gained as classmates is ingrained in their very being.

At this moment, Chen Zhiyuan wanted to say something to say goodbye.

But before he could even open his mouth, the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up.

Wu Hanfeng immediately asked with a cold face, "Old Chen, what are you laughing at?"

Chen Zhiyuan, a science major, said seriously, "Where did I laugh?"

"Stop trying to deny it! You were inside just now, and when you heard me saying I was going to the disciplinary team, you clearly chuckled to yourself. Don't think I didn't see it!"

"No, I'm just too tired lately. My lips twitch uncontrollably, like Zhao Si's."

"You? You're under a lot of pressure? Do you think I don't know what's wrong with you?"

"True stress is like Haibo's, with the corners of his mouth turned down, you clearly..."

Wu Hanfeng's gaze swept over Zhou Haibo, and he suddenly noticed the upturned corners of Zhou Haibo's mouth.

He frowned instantly: "Haibo, you laughed too?"

Zhou Haibo hadn't even had time to wipe his smile off when, in a moment of panic, he made an exaggerated expression of deep regret.

"No, I just remembered the TV series I watched with my grandma."

"What happy moment was it? Share it with us!"

"An 80-year-old wet nurse gave birth."

Wu Hanfeng: "..."

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

Zhou Haibo pointed at Liu Yang and said, "If you don't believe me, ask him. He's seen it too."