I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

Wu Hanfeng staggered down the stairs.

They found Zhao Yihang, Qian Kun, Ma Teng, and Sun Dawei standing to one side, looking somewhat helpless.

At the scene, the first, second, and third platoons, the company headquarters, and the cooking squad—a total of four squares—had already taken their positions.

But their special operations squad was an independent unit, and for a moment, they didn't know where to stand.

Wu Hanfeng was even more furious when he saw this.

"You four, come here."

Wu Hanfeng shouted.

When the four saw Wu Hanfeng, they felt as if they had found a home.

Wu Hanfeng pointed to the front row of the four teams, which is the middle position in front of the second and third rows.

"From now on, this will be our special operations squad's location!"

After saying that, Wu Hanfeng stood up directly, leaving Zhao Yihang and the other three looking astonished.

This means the entire special operations squad is now positioned in front of the three platoons and the company's mess hall.

Should the second and third rows be blocked at the back?

The four of them carefully approached Wu Hanfeng and stood in a row next to him.

He kept glancing back, afraid that the veterans in the second and third rows behind him might kick them from behind.

But they overestimated the courage of the veterans in the second and third platoons behind them, including the squad leaders and platoon leaders.

When Wu Hanfeng stood in front of them, they all wished they could take two meters back.

They had all witnessed the horrific scene that the duty officer had just endured in the special operations barracks.

Wu Hanfeng is currently furious, and even the company commander and political instructor have to keep their distance.

Especially those three platoon leaders.

They pleaded and begged not to let Wu Hanfeng join their platoon.

They were platoon leaders, and that's true; they had more authority than Wu Hanfeng.

The problem is, you have to dare to control him!

This Demon Orb is someone even the captain isn't afraid of.

He has all sorts of bizarre strategies that can drive you crazy.

He had Chen Zhiyuan, a company commander of the same age, above him, and Sergeant Lin Xiaohui to protect him.

Who the hell dares to offend him?

Although Wu Hanfeng has indeed become stronger, he is still the same Wu Hanfeng!

Especially after becoming stronger, wouldn't this guy become even more lawless and difficult to control?

Of course, their relationship with Wu Hanfeng was also quite good.

Even with such strong connections, the company commander almost suffered a heart attack from the ordeal.

The group of veterans behind him looked at Wu Hanfeng's back and felt somewhat apprehensive.

They were afraid that Wu Hanfeng might get upset and launch a flying kick from behind.

Xiao Zeng, the duty officer, was at the front of the line and didn't dare to breathe too loudly.

When Wu Hanfeng stood in front, he subconsciously took several steps back, not daring to get too close to his deputy squad leader.

Otherwise, you'd have more than just two panda eyes on your face.

Lin Xiaohui, who was in the company headquarters, couldn't help but find this scene amusing.

"That brat is still so domineering."

"However... he's a bit like my old self back in the day."

At this moment, Chen Zhiyuan and Wang Tao also came out.

When they saw Wu Hanfeng leading the special operations squad at the front, they were taken aback.

"Squad Leader Wu, why is your squad standing here?"

Chen Zhiyuan asked.

Wu Hanfeng shouted, "Report! Because we are a special operations squad, we should stand here!"

Chen Zhiyuan raised an eyebrow: "A reason!"

Wu Hanfeng: "Report! What's a special operations squad? It's a spearhead squad!"

"The elite squad is meant to charge into battle! They should be at the very front!"

"Of course, if the company commander thinks it's inappropriate for us to stand here, then let us stand in the first, second, or third rank. We don't mind, as long as they are willing."

Upon hearing this, the three platoon leaders behind him waved their hands slightly at Chen Zhiyuan in fear.

Wu Hanfeng turned around coldly, and the three platoon leaders quickly put their hands down, then gave Wu Hanfeng an awkward smile like children who had done something wrong.

"snort!"

Wu Hanfeng turned his head back.

Chen Zhiyuan was also at a loss when he saw this scene.

But considering Wu Hanfeng's grievances, he couldn't say anything more.

"Alright, if you want to stand here, then stand here."

Wu Hanfeng shouted again, "Report! It's not that we want to stand here, it's that we're supposed to stand here. Over!"

Chen Zhiyuan: "..."

Seeing that Chen Zhiyuan was about to lose his temper, Wang Tao quickly chuckled and tried to smooth things over, saying, "Alright, alright! You should stand here. After all, you are a special operations squad, the face of our Third Company. It's only right that you stand at the front."

Upon hearing this, Wu Hanfeng finally gave up.

Zhao Yihang and the other three people standing nearby were so frightened that their legs went weak!

It still has to be my brother Feng!

Daring to confront the entire company head-on in such a situation.

The important thing is that the entire three-person team didn't dare to utter a single word.

They had a feeling that with Brother Feng around in the Third Company, their special operations platoon would be able to do whatever they wanted!

Chen Zhiyuan took a deep breath, glared fiercely at Wu Hanfeng, and then helplessly said to the entire company:

"Alright, this morning, to welcome the new recruits, we only cleaned up, held a squad meeting, and chatted with them. We didn't do any training."

"There's still an hour until lunchtime. We can't let this morning go to waste."

"Each class should spread out, warm up, loosen their wrists, and practice combat and capture techniques."

"Let's get together again in half an hour and have a competition!"

"Disband!"

"yes!"

After being dismissed, each platoon and class quickly set off to find open spaces for training.

Wu Hanfeng led Zhao Yihang and the other three to a place where there were few people and the others could hardly see what was happening there.

"Brother Feng, how do we train? Like military boxing?"

Zhao Yihang asked with great interest.

It can be said that combat is something that every soldier, or rather, every person in society, wants to learn.

It's just too hard and tiring; without that kind of perseverance, many people can only look up to it.

But they all grew up watching martial arts TV series and movies.

Who wouldn't want to be one of those fighting masters in movies and TV shows who can take on ten opponents at once?

Wu Hanfeng said to the four of them, "Don't rush, I need to test you first. If you're capable, I'll train you into combat experts."

"Now, the four of you, attack me together!"

"What?"

Zhao Yihang and his three companions were stunned. "The four of us against you?"

"Brother Feng, are you sure?"

Wu Hanfeng rolled up his sleeves. "Nonsense!"

"Just give it your all. Don't worry about me not being able to handle it."

"Don't forget, I've been practicing hard qigong for almost two months."

"I'm not even afraid of a rolling pin, why would I be afraid of your fists and feet?"

The four of them agreed that this made sense.

No matter how hard their fists and feet are, they can't beat a rolling pin!