I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

Chen Zhiyuan watched as the two division leaders bent over washing dishes in the pool, and felt that being a soldier was too unreal.

In the past, every year, more or less, leaders would go down to the county and stay there.

Even the political commissar came down.

But never before has it been like this.

Two division leaders were not only treated like grandsons by a new recruit, but they also had to sleep on the floor and wash dishes for other new recruits!

If this got out, nobody would believe it!

But now, it's happening right here in his own company!

As the company commander, I have no authority to manage anything.

Wu Hanfeng stripped him of all the remaining power he had as company commander through the division commander!

Beside the pool.

Li Cuicui asked Zhao Yuanchao, puzzled:

"Commander, why are you doing this to yourself?"

"There are many ways to recall past hardships, why choose this one in particular?"

"I don't believe you simply want to relive what it's like to be a recruit, do you?"

Zhao Yuanchao, on the other hand, looked relaxed and enjoying himself. "You know what!"

"Working under this kid, I really have the illusion of being back in basic training."

"Look, at our level, wherever we go, there are always a bunch of people below us who want to arrange everything for us perfectly."

"They're afraid that if we're unhappy, they'll lose their jobs."

"Look at us now, we've almost forgotten how to wash the dishes."

"But Wu Hanfeng, he really doesn't see us as leaders anymore."

"I even had an idea to take some time to gather all the cadres in the organization and have Wu Hanfeng be the instructor, so that those cadres can have a refresher course."

"Don't fucking sit in the office for so long that you've completely lost your military bearing!"

Li Cuicui said with a wry smile, "You really are enjoying yourself."

"I thought you would be angry."

Zhao Yuanchao put down the washed dishes and chopsticks, wiped his hands with his training uniform, and looked at him, saying:

"If every squad leader and key personnel in our unit were as conscientious, responsible, and principled as him, I would be overjoyed!"

"What are you angry about?"

"We all worked our way up from the bottom, so we know how difficult it is for a squad leader to have such courage!"

"If trained properly, soldiers like these could very well become outstanding commanders capable of leading thousands of troops in the future!"

Li Cuicui was slightly surprised. "Commander, you think so highly of him?"

Zhao Yuanchao shook his head and said, "I don't think highly of him, but I admire this quality he possesses."

"Dare to do things that others dare not do, cannot do, or are unable to do!"

"This is extremely rare even in the military."

"Most importantly, everything he did was within the rules."

"In all your years in the military, how many people have you seen who act within the rules, are convincing, have no complaints, and possess courage and boldness?"

Li Cuicui thought about it carefully, then smiled wryly and said, "Now that you mention it, he really is the second one I know."

"Oh?"

Zhao Yuanchao asked in surprise, "Who was the first one?"

Li Cuicui grinned: "Me in the past."

Zhao Yuanchao: "..."

Do you think you're funny?

Li Cuicui laughed and said, "Commander, I was referring to the me of the past, not the me of now."

"Honestly, after being a leader for so long, I have more to worry about, and my edges have gradually been smoothed out. I don't know how long it has been since I felt that kind of high spirits and lawlessness."

Zhao Yuanchao laughed and scolded, "You do have some self-awareness."

Back in the cell, everyone was tidying up their belongings and folding blankets.

As soon as the two entered the cell, Wu Hanfeng immediately shouted to them, "Hurry up, make the most of it!"

"Fold your blankets neatly!"

"yes!"

Zhao Yuanchao replied cheerfully.

Their mattresses were placed side by side under the cabinet near the inside.

Both of them have been in the military for at least 20 years.

But from the time they became battalion commanders and above, they hadn't made their military blankets for many years.

Let alone battalion commanders, in many units, even company commanders and above usually have their blankets folded by communications officers.

Just like when Wu Hanfeng was Li Cuicui's messenger, he was the one who folded the quilt for Li Cuicui for those six months.

Not to mention those at the battalion commander level or above.

Although they still have some muscle memory, the effect of folding after not doing it for so long is worse than that of a new recruit.

It's unbearable to look at!

Wu Hanfeng frowned and looked at them for a while, then finally said helplessly to Zhao Yihang and Qian Kun:

"Time is running out. You two, go and fix it for them."

Qian Kun responded and quickly ran over to help Li Cuicui.

"Old... Comrade Li, let me help you."

Li Cuicui nodded somewhat awkwardly.

I felt genuinely ashamed.

After all, he was a regimental commander, a veteran of over twenty years, yet he had a new recruit help him fix his blanket.

That's truly shameful!

Zhao Yihang, on the other hand, dawdled over to Zhao Yuanchao's side and glanced at him slightly.

Zhao Yuanchao blushed and dared not look at Zhao Yihang.

Zhao Yihang bent down slightly, reached out to pinch the corner of the military blanket, and then said in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"Hey Lao Zhao, do you have masochistic tendencies?"

"Why did you have to come here looking for trouble?"

"Now look what's happened! You can't even fold your blanket properly. Aren't you afraid of making a complete fool of your esteemed commander!"

Zhao Yuanchao snorted, looked around to make sure no one could hear them, and then spoke in a low voice:

"Stop showing off in front of me!"

"When I was folding my blankets, you weren't even born yet!"

"Still putting on airs in front of me?!"

Zhao Yihang curled his lip and said, "Yeah! You're awesome! If you're so awesome, then fold it yourself!"

"He can't even fold a blanket properly, and he dares to call himself a division commander!"

Zhao Yuanchao's face turned bright red. "I...I just haven't folded them in a long time! I'll get used to it in a few days, and I'll be just as good as you!"

Zhao Yihang laughed and said, "At your age, with your physical condition, you'd better hold out against my squad leader for one more day! There are still several days to go!"

Zhao Yuanchao wanted to retort, but his gaze fell on Zhao Yihang's two elbows, which were covered in chafed skin, and he felt a pang of heartache.

Zhao Yihang noticed his gaze and said calmly, "Didn't you always say that scars are a soldier's honor?"

"How about it? Does my scar qualify?"

Zhao Yuanchao didn't answer his question directly, but instead sighed and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Zhao Yihang paused slightly, then lowered his head to continue mending the military blanket for him. "It doesn't hurt."

Zhao Yuanchao frowned. "Doesn't it hurt?"

"If it doesn't hurt, it means you haven't trained hard enough."

Zhao Yihang suddenly looked up: "???"

A few minutes later, the whistle blew to signal the entire company to assemble.

Chen Zhiyuan announced loudly, "This morning, we will conduct rifle aiming training."

"Each class should lead the way and organize themselves!"

Wu Hanfeng immediately led the students of Class One to the side. Unlike the other classes, they were on the cement ground.

"Now, obey my command!"

"Everyone, roll up your sleeves!"