I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

After leaving the Class 2 dormitory, the group continued their stroll.

Zhang Kai walked at the front, his back, which had been standing straight just moments before, now visibly slumped.

He walked very slowly, his heart pounding – if Class Two had already pulled out their iPhones, who knew what kind of monsters were hiding in the other classes?

But Wu Hanfeng acted as if nothing was wrong, occasionally reaching out to touch the windowsill in the stairwell, rubbing his fingertips to see if any dust had settled on it.

The hidden video camera on He Dong's chest was also precisely recording Wu Hanfeng's every move.

"Staff Officer Zhang, isn't that the Third Platoon up ahead?" Wu Hanfeng pointed to the dormitory door at the end of the corridor. "Since it's on our way, shall we go in and take another look?"

Zhang Kai's heart tightened: "Oh, good! Class 3 is not bad either. They got second place in the dormitory inspection last month, just a little bit worse than Class 2."

That's what he said, but he deliberately shuffled his feet, praying frantically in his heart:

You little rascals in Class 3, you'd better step up your game!

The message must have reached you, so please don't hide any more of that nonsense!

The moment the door was opened, just like Class 1 and Class 2 before, everything looked very good.

Zhang Kai breathed a quiet sigh of relief.

It was alright; the third shift reacted quickly and cleaned up quite efficiently.

Wu Hanfeng remained silent, slowly walking along the bunk, his gaze sweeping over the tabletop, under the bed, and the storage cabinet, nodding occasionally, looking quite satisfied.

When he reached the bunk near the door, he paused, his gaze falling on the fire hydrant at the head of the bed.

"The fire hydrant seal looks pretty new." Wu Hanfeng reached out and knocked on the cabinet door. "Was it inspected just last month?"

Squad leader Sun Hao's heart skipped a beat, but he forced himself to remain calm: "Report! Yes! The seals were changed during the brigade's unified security check last month!"

"Oh, I see." Wu Hanfeng nodded, hooked his finger on the edge of the seal, and gently pulled it off.

The seal ripped open with a "rip," and the cabinet door popped open a crack.

Three buckets of braised beef flavored instant noodles were neatly stacked inside the fire hydrant, with two sausages on top, and the greasy packaging bags smeared on the fire hose.

The air fell silent instantly.

Sun Hao's face turned pale instantly.

He was in such a rush when he received the news that he crammed every possible hiding place in the dormitory. He had a sudden inspiration and remembered the fire hydrant, thinking that the most dangerous place was the safest. Who would have thought that the military police would even touch the fire hydrant with their bare hands!

Zhang Kai's temples throbbed as he pointed at the three buckets of instant noodles: "Sun Hao! Explain yourself! Hiding instant noodles in a fire hydrant? Why didn't you hide them in your bed?!"

"What if it catches fire? Oh no! The water hose is pinned down by the instant noodles; we won't be able to get it out!"

Sun Hao hung his head, not daring to utter a sound.

Wu Hanfeng gently pushed the cabinet door shut, waving his hand with a smile: "Hey, Staff Officer Zhang, don't be angry, don't be angry. It's nothing."

"The soldiers train intensely and get hungry easily at night, so it's perfectly normal for them to hide a couple of buckets of instant noodles to tide them over. In our regiment, they've even hidden Shuanghui sausages in the fire hydrants."

"These are minor issues, nothing to worry about."

Zhang Kai was stunned for a moment, and then a feeling of being moved welled up in his heart.

What a kind person!

What a wonderful person!

Even after all that, he still tried to smooth things over. Zheng Tao is such a good friend!

He quickly seized the opportunity to back down, glaring fiercely at Sun Hao: "Did you hear me! Aren't you going to thank the disciplinary officer?! Then quickly put away the instant noodles, and everyone in the class will write a three-thousand-word self-criticism!"

"Yes!" Sun Hao replied quickly, feeling as if he had been granted a pardon.

Wu Hanfeng smiled, turned around and walked out. As he passed He Dong, he subtly gave him a wink.

He Dong understood immediately. He steadily filmed the fire hydrant with the hidden body camera for three seconds before slowly following behind.

Zhang Kai was so caught up in his relief that he didn't notice this detail at all.

After leaving Class 3, I visited Class 4 and Class 5.

Half a bag of oranges was hidden on top of the locker in Class 4.

There was a pair of sneakers stuffed under the bed in Class 5, and the shoes were also stuffed full of socks.

The dashcam was also recording.

As we traveled and observed, small problems kept arising.

Either the towel is hung crooked by half a centimeter, or the toothbrush holder label is facing three degrees off, or the broom is positioned fifteen degrees off from the specified direction.

Wu Hanfeng remained amicable throughout, and for each problem he discovered, he would first say, "It's nothing, just a minor issue," or "It's not a big deal; it's inevitable at the grassroots level."

The more relaxed he sounded, the more uncertain Zhang Kai felt.

At first, he tried to force a smile, but later he could barely keep up the smile; his lips were so stiff they looked like they were glued on.

Zhang Kai was inwardly groaning. He secretly glanced behind him, and the brigade cadre following behind quickly turned his face away, pretending to study the "Internal Affairs Regulations" poster on the wall, afraid that Zhang Kai would shift the blame onto him.

After touring the soldiers' dormitory, Wu Hanfeng headed towards the washroom.

The bathroom floor was spotless, and the toothbrush holder, towels, and washbasin were arranged in a straight line, looking neat and tidy, with nothing particularly wrong with them.

Wu Hanfeng walked over, picked up a toothbrush cup, unscrewed the lid to look at it, and then put it back.

"The toothpaste brands are quite consistent."

"It's just that the angle of the arrangement is a bit off. Look at this row, the first three are facing straight ahead, the fourth is off by five degrees, and the fifth is off by the same angle again."

"But it's alright, it's a minor detail and won't affect its use."

Zhang Kai quickly nodded, "Yes, yes, we'll adjust immediately, standardize the angle, and ensure it's perfect!"

Wu Hanfeng then walked to the clothes drying area and glanced at the training uniforms hanging there: "These clothes are hung up quite neatly."

As he spoke, his gaze suddenly fell on the coat rack in the far corner.

There was a gray knitted sweater hanging there, with a rather fancy design and a little bear pattern on the chest. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell it wasn't issued by the military.

"Oh, there are personal items too." Wu Hanfeng reached out and tugged at the sleeve of the sweater. "Is it hand-knitted? The stitches look pretty fine."

Zhang Kai's face instantly darkened.

The internal regulations clearly stipulate that it is forbidden to hang non-official clothing out to dry!

Who is so bold as to hang a sweater here!

Just as he was about to lash out, Wu Hanfeng waved his hand with a smile: "It's alright, it's alright. It's getting cold, it's normal for the soldiers to wear a sweater. They were sent by their families, they're warm enough to wear."

Zhang Kai swallowed back the curse that was on the tip of his tongue, feeling a tightness in his chest. He could only nod firmly, "You're right! We'll regulate it from now on!"

After leaving the washroom, I went to the equipment room.

The equipment room was filled with all kinds of training equipment, the ropes were coiled neatly, and the helmets were arranged in a line, looking particularly standard.

Wu Hanfeng walked over, picked up a bundle of life ropes, and touched the knot: "This knot is tied quite tightly. There are enough gas masks, but the filter canister of the third one expired half a month ago."

"Oh, it's nothing, we can just get a new one later. It's fine."

Zhang Kai stood to the side, listening to repeated "It's nothing" and "It's a minor problem," and the sweat on his back never stopped.

The problem isn't major, but there are just too many of them!

We've only explored half a floor, and there are already almost ten different items!

If they were to record everything and report it to the garrison command, their battalion would have no chance of being named an advanced collective this year!

He now truly understands what it means to be "smiling while hiding a dagger".

This Comrade Wu looks amiable and is easier to talk to than anyone else, but he is more accurate than anyone else when it comes to taking action. He always finds the smallest flaws and catches them right away.