I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

The second type of people are truck drivers.

Sometimes, when the military police are on official business, or when a company goes out for field training, they have to go out by car to supervise.

The military's motor transport soldiers are absolutely top-notch drivers.

Reversing into a parking space 180 degrees is commonplace for them.

Don't let its size fool you, this big truck can be driven like a sports car in no time.

In the past, when military police disciplined someone, the journey that normally took half an hour was reduced to less than 15 minutes the next day.

Moreover, they chose the most difficult path.

When they arrived at their destination and opened the car door, the military police inside were already vomiting, pale and dizzy.

Of course, you can also file a complaint.

But the truck drivers had their reasons; the roads were difficult, and there was nothing I could do about it.

If you're not satisfied, I'll give you the car. If you can drive it, then drive it yourself.

The third category of people: nursing soldiers in the medical team.

Anyone who's been in the military for at least two years will inevitably experience minor illnesses and pains.

Once you get to the medical unit, the medics will naturally teach you a lesson with their needles.

People walked there, but crawled back, clutching their butts.

The fourth type of people: submariners.

This is the kind of entity that military police dare not mess with.

Even the elite military police, the pinnacle of the military police force, would only offer cigarettes with both hands and dare not breathe loudly when they saw this, let alone carry out any enforcement.

You should know that these water ghosts, once they get off the boat, can stay for anywhere from three months to half a year, or even a year.

In that impenetrable, lightless deep sea, the resentment that accumulates in one's heart is greater than that of a vengeful ghost!

If you go up and provoke them, aren't you just asking for trouble?

If someone hits you, you won't dare utter a single word.

Go ahead and complain. Do you think their leaders would dare to punish submariners?

Those submariners, aren't they all the treasures of the military?

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At noon, after finishing their duty, the patrol team went to the second canteen of the government office for lunch. They went to their patrol team's window, picked up their fast food trays, lined up, and prepared to get their food.

However, as soon as they lined up, they smelled a pungent, spicy odor.

And it's the kind of spicy that goes in through your nose and goes straight to your brain!

If you get close enough, it'll bring tears to your eyes!

The military police officers immediately sensed something was wrong and began to tiptoe to look at the food serving window.

Then I saw a horrifying scene!

All I could see at the window were five dishes, all of them a vibrant red!

You can't see what kind of dish it is at all because it's covered with a thick layer of red chili peppers!

Liu Zhigang, the captain of the disciplinary team, walked in slowly this time.

As soon as he entered, he smelled the pungent aroma of chili peppers, and immediately frowned, realizing something was wrong.

The twenty-odd military police looked at him pitifully.

"Captain, has our disciplinary squad gotten into trouble with the cooks again?"

Liu Zhigang glanced at them and asked in a low voice, "Have you disciplined the cooks these past two days?"

The twenty-odd police officers shook their heads repeatedly.

"Captain, how could we dare!"

"Yes! We always avoid this area with the government offices on."

"Captain, could it be a misunderstanding?"

Liu Zhigang frowned and slowly walked towards the window.

The person in charge of serving the food was a second-year cook. Seeing Liu Zhigang, he smiled and said:

"Team Leader Liu is here?"

"We're all ready! You can start serving the food!"

Liu Zhigang forced a smile and asked the cook, "Um... Zeng, are you sure this... is for our disciplinary team?"

"Not from the headquarters duty platoon or the guard company?"

Xiao Zeng laughed and said, "Captain Liu, what are you saying? We cook every day, how could we possibly make a mistake?"

"This is your disciplinary team. And it was specifically assigned to us by our class monitor."

"They said your disciplinary team has been working hard these past few days, putting in overtime every day to complete your disciplinary tasks, so they specially asked us to add some extra treats to help you recover, hehe..."

Liu Zhigang's lips twitched violently as he looked at the devilish smile on Xiao Zeng's face.

To nourish the body?

I think they want us to go to the medical team for injections and nutritional supplements after we finish eating, right?