I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

Under the setting sun, two armed police officers stood ramrod straight, sweat beading on their foreheads, but they dared not wipe it away.

Several armed police officers who were walking back chatting and laughing suddenly fell silent when they saw the guard post from afar and the two silver helmets. They subconsciously straightened their collars and hats, lowered their heads and quickened their pace to walk inside, not daring to even breathe loudly.

"Holy crap! Military police? What are they doing here?"

"I don't know. They look pretty serious. Could they be here to check military discipline?"

"Luckily, I buttoned up my top button today... I was thinking of rolling up my sleeves just now, but thankfully I didn't."

The group whispered among themselves and disappeared in a flash.

He Dong stood to the side, taking in the whole scene, and felt incredibly satisfied.

Back when I was a military policeman in the regiment, only the new recruits were nervous around them; the veterans could all joke around with them.

Now look what's happened! Armed police officers are going out of their way to avoid them. This is the kind of prestige that military police have!

He was floating when he heard hurried footsteps behind him.

Looking back, a staff officer wearing the rank of major walked over quickly, followed by two clerks. They all looked a little flustered, obviously having just received the news and rushed over.

It was Zhang Kai, the duty officer.

Zhang Kai spotted the ridiculously dilapidated Cheetah SUV from afar, and his heart sank again.

Are undercover investigation teams really this dedicated?

Even with the car wrecked like this, they're still working. It seems this inspection is serious.

He quickened his pace, walked up to them, and saluted. "Hello, comrades! I'm Zhang Kai, the duty officer of the detachment. Welcome, welcome. Why didn't you give us a heads-up? We could have prepared."

"There's no point in giving prior notice during a surprise inspection." Wu Hanfeng returned the greeting. "Officer Zhang, right? Thank you for your help. We're just conducting a routine inspection as per regulations. No need for special treatment. We'll just take a quick look and leave."

"No trouble at all!" Zhang Kai waved his hand repeatedly, but he was even more uncertain inside.

Just browsing?

That sounds even more frightening.

His gaze unconsciously drifted back to the wrecked car, his mind racing with wild speculation: Could these two have just finished their investigation at another unit, gotten into a car accident on the way, and insisted on coming to their branch to continue their investigation even though their car was wrecked?

This level of dedication is terrifying!

Zhang Kai was feeling quite anxious, but his smile became even more enthusiastic: "You two must be tired from your journey. Why don't you come in and have a cup of tea to rest? There's no rush for the examination."

"We won't have any tea," Wu Hanfeng said casually. "We're short on time, so let's take a walk first. Let's start with the main road of the camp. If Staff Officer Zhang is busy, he doesn't need to accompany us; we can just stroll around on our own."

"No rush, no rush! I'll keep you company!" Zhang Kai dared not let them wander around on their own; if he did, who knows how many problems they might uncover.

He quickly stepped aside to lead the way, his mind racing: It was free time after dinner, and there were probably some people with their clothes off, some with their trousers rolled up, and some secretly smoking over there in the dormitory building. He really didn't want to get caught.

And the cooks, they just finished washing the dishes, I wonder if they've cleaned up properly.

And the dormitories of the duty squadron, I wonder if their housekeeping is up to standard...

Zhang Kai became increasingly panicked. While leading the way, he couldn't help but secretly wink at the officer next to him, urging him to quickly report to each building ahead of time.

Wu Hanfeng noticed his little actions but didn't point them out, and slowly followed him inside.

He Dong followed behind him, his back ramrod straight, trying his best to maintain a serious expression.

He secretly glanced at Zhang Kai beside him and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Feng Ge is indeed Feng Ge!

He stormed into the Armed Police detachment single-handedly and was even treated with great courtesy by their major staff officer. That kind of aura is something most people can't imitate!

In just thirty seconds, news of the surprise inspection by the military police spread like wildfire throughout the entire Tiger Armed Police Detachment, via the camp's network, walkie-talkies, and verbal communication.

The camp, which was originally immersed in a relaxed atmosphere after the meal, suddenly became like a hornet's nest that had been stirred up, and it immediately erupted into chaos.

In the dormitory building of the Third Company of the First Battalion, it was the most pleasant free time of the day.

[Note: Detachment (similar to regiment) – Battalion (similar to battalion) – Company (similar to company). The terminology differs between the Army and the Armed Police.]

A strong smell of snail rice noodles and pickled bamboo shoots wafted through the corridor, originating from Class 1 dormitory.

Squad leader Zhou Ming squatted on a bench, slurping noodles until he was covered in sweat. He had unbuttoned two buttons on his collar and rolled up his trousers to his knees, looking exactly like someone who had just finished farm work.

The dormitory was also bustling with activity.

Two veterans sat around a table playing cards, the cards clattering loudly, while a group of onlookers gathered around to watch.

"Squad leader! Your powder smell is too strong. When the inspectors come to check on us, we're going to get yelled at again!" said a soldier watching the commotion.

Zhou Ming slurped up a big mouthful of noodles and waved his hand dismissively: "What's there to be afraid of? Staff Officer Zhang is on duty today, probably drinking tea in his office right now. He doesn't have time to come over here. Besides, it's free time, what's wrong with eating a bowl of noodles? I'll hold the sky up if it falls..."

Before he could finish speaking, the dormitory door was slammed open.

The communications officer, Xiao Zhou, stumbled in, yelling at the top of his lungs, "Squad Leader! Something terrible has happened! The military police are here! They've already entered the gate! They're going to conduct spot checks throughout the entire detachment!!"

"What?!"

Zhou Ming slammed the stainless steel bowl in his hand onto the table with a bang, splashing sour bamboo shoot soup all over the table, but he didn't bother to wipe it up.

The entire dormitory fell into a deathly silence.

"Quick! Clean up! Sweep up the sunflower seed shells right away!"

"The cards! Put the cards away! Where to put them?...On top of the fan! Quickly!"

"Kobayashi! Hide that scarf right now! If the military police see it, they'll definitely say you're hiding knitwear!"

"Da Liu! Put your shoes on! What kind of behavior is this, picking your toes like that! Button up your uniform properly!"

Zhou Ming's voice was hoarse from shouting. He hurriedly reached for the bowl of snail rice noodles, intending to stuff it under the bed. However, he was in such a rush that most of the soup spilled out and onto the mattress.

He didn't even have time to feel sorry for the bowl; he stuffed it into the crack in the bed frame and turned to fold the blankets.

The two veterans playing cards went even further, grabbing a handful of cards and stuffing them behind the electric fan.

Xiaolin didn't know where to hide the scarf in his hand, so in a moment of panic he stuffed it into his training uniform jacket and stuck it to his stomach.

He had just stood still when he saw Squad Leader Zhou Ming glaring at him: "Are you crazy? They'll find it as soon as they touch it!"

In the midst of the chaos, Zhou Ming reacted quickly, grabbing his scarf and wrapping it around the mop handle by the dormitory entrance—just in time, the dusty yarn got tangled in the mop, making it look like the mop was shedding fibers if you didn't look closely.

In just three minutes, the dormitory, which was just a mess and filled with smoke, was transformed.

The quilt was folded into a neat square like a tofu block, the bed sheet was pulled flat without a single wrinkle, the table was empty, and even the water glass was placed in alignment with the yellow line.

Zhou Ming stood at the front of the line, cleared his throat, and tried to appear calm: "Everyone stay calm! Did you hear me? We're known for our impeccable discipline. What's the panic about just being military police?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Lin, a new recruit next to him, cautiously reminded him, "Squad leader... there's still some pickled bamboo shoot bits on the corner of your mouth."

Zhou Ming: "..."

He quickly wiped the evidence away with the back of his hand, not forgetting to stubbornly insist, "That's just residue from taking vitamin pills! What do you know!"