I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

He Dong excitedly ran to the training ground of the Third Company with his luggage on his back.

At this moment, Wu Hanfeng was resting with his soldiers under the shade of a tree.

Seven or eight veterans surrounded Wu Hanfeng, talking animatedly, and the veterans listened intently.

"Squad Leader Wu, I'm here!" He Dong shouted excitedly, gripping the shoulder straps of his backpack with both hands.

Everyone could tell he had run over when they saw his flushed face and sweaty face.

He immediately joked, "Being a military police officer is so proactive! The notice was given in the morning, and you came to report for duty at noon."

"You need to be more respectful in your speech," Zhao Yu said with a smile. "From now on, Comrade He will be in charge of our military police. He can manage whoever he wants."

"Oh, Comrade He, you'll have to do me a favor and go easy on me in the future."

"Isn't that right?" an old soldier quipped. "We'll probably be stuck in the pigsty smoking from now on."

He Dong blushed with embarrassment at the group's jokes, and awkwardly scratched his head: "Class monitors, please stop joking. I don't have that authority. I'm just helping out Vice Class Wu."

Seeing his flustered look, Wu Hanfeng laughed and said to the others, "Alright, alright, stop bullying the newcomer."

"I've transferred He Dong from the disciplinary squad. He'll be living with us from now on and training with the special operations team."

"Hey, one of us." Chen Zhiyuan raised an eyebrow and raised his voice.

"Wu Hanfeng, even the regimental commander doesn't act like you. You just became a part-time military police officer and you've already assigned yourself an adjutant?"

He deliberately emphasized the word "part-time job".

Wu Hanfeng pretended not to hear.

"Old Chen, you're not right about that."

"This is called rational allocation of personnel, and its essence is to improve work efficiency."

"Besides, do you think He Dong can enjoy a life of luxury by following me? He's here to do serious business."

"Enjoying good fortune my foot, you're more likely to be down on your luck."

Zhou Haibo looked at He Dong with sympathy and said, "Comrade He Dong, you might as well stay in your disciplinary team. If you follow Wu Hanfeng, you'll know what it means to wish you were dead."

At that moment, He Dong had no idea how kind a reminder those words would be.

He looked at this one and then at that one with an innocent expression.

"Go away, stop talking nonsense." Wu Hanfeng kicked Zhou Haibo, but the other party easily dodged it.

"Don't scare away the people I went to so much trouble to bring in. What do you mean by 'worse than death'? My training is scientific, tailored to individual needs, okay?"

He glanced at He Dong, who looked completely bewildered, and patted him on the shoulder: "Old soldier, you're just spouting nonsense. Don't listen to you."

"Old Chen, He Dong lives in our dormitory," Wu Hanfeng said to Chen Zhiyuan.

"Tell the clerk to add a bed."

When Chen Zhiyuan heard Wu Hanfeng ordering him around, he immediately flew into a rage: "You bastard, you're getting cocky now, aren't you?"

"You have no idea that Liu Zhigang just called me and spent a full ten minutes complaining about you. He said some really nasty things, that you tried to poach his employees and took away one of his key men."

He Dong felt a warmth in his heart upon hearing the phrase "capable subordinate." He hadn't expected Captain Liu to consider him a capable subordinate...

"Holy crap! What gives him the right to criticize?" Wu Hanfeng said with disdain.

"With Deputy Captain Liu Changhe here today, I can easily bring up his past in the disciplinary team and he'll be in deep trouble. Whether he wants to be the captain or not is just a matter of a few words from me."

Chen Zhiyuan shook his head helplessly: "Alright, so you've had him figured out all along."

"Liu Zhigang is really good-tempered; anyone else would have been furious long ago."

Wu Hanfeng, however, said righteously, "I'm just helping him improve, encouraging him in a different way."

The surrounding veterans shook their heads as they listened.

Only Wu Hanfeng could use his silver tongue to make poaching seem so respectable.

………………

The break time is over.

Wu Hanfeng then led He Dong to the special operations squad's training ground.

Zhao Yihang and Qian Kun were squatting on the ground wiping their sweat.

Seeing Wu Hanfeng approaching with someone from afar, they looked over curiously.

"gather."

Wu Hanfeng called out to the four of them, and they immediately and nimbly lined up in a row.

"Let me introduce you," Wu Hanfeng said, looking at He Dong. "This is He Dong. You're probably familiar with him. He'll be training with our special operations squad from now on."

The four were surprised.

"Hello, Brother Dong."

"Hello, veteran."

He Dong waved his hand sheepishly, "No need to be so polite, everyone. You can call me He Dong or Dongzi, it's fine."

"From now on, we'll be training together, and I'll need your help if there's anything I don't understand."

Wu Hanfeng watched as both sides were being so polite, as if they were about to hold a press conference, speaking in official jargon at every turn.

"Alright, no need for formalities."

"It's the first time the newcomers are here today, so let's skip the high-intensity training and just relax and warm up."

He Dong relaxed a little after hearing this.

He knew beforehand that Wu Hanfeng was quite ruthless in training his troops, but he had no idea exactly how ruthless.

Today was his first time here, and when he heard that it was just a warm-up, he wondered if this was the kind of preferential treatment given to new recruits.

"Um, squad leader, you don't need to adjust your training rhythm just to accommodate me. Just train normally. I'll figure out my own progress."

Actually, he is confident in his abilities.

After all, his level in the disciplinary team was above average, and even if Wu Hanfeng's training was abnormal, he was sure he could keep up.

Wu Hanfeng looked at him meaningfully and said, "Taking care of new comrades is our courtesy."

"Everyone has benefited from his success. Today, let's start with a light 10km run to warm up our muscles."

"Ten-minute break, then two more runs of the 400-meter obstacle course, just a quick warm-up."

He Dong: "..."

He Dong was starting to doubt whether he was hallucinating.

His smile froze on his face, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"No..." He Dong said in surprise, "Squad leader, did I hear that right? Ten kilometers again, then a 400-meter obstacle course, and you're saying this is... a warm-up?"

"Yeah, that's right," Wu Hanfeng said seriously, "It's not like we're carrying any weights, isn't this just a warm-up?"

He Dong: "..."

Grass!

What the hell!

Holy crap!

You call this a warm-up?

Is our understanding of warm-up incorrect?

He was in the disciplinary team, and he only ran five kilometers twice a week, and he was lucky if he practiced the 400-meter obstacle course once a week.

Who would have thought that this was just their warm-up?