I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

Zheng Tao's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately shut his mouth.

Even someone as dense as him could understand—they weren't investigating thoroughly yet, only because of the branch captain's influence.

If you keep talking nonsense, they might actually take action.

"Zheng Tao! Shut the hell up!"

Lin Jianfeng glared at Zheng Tao with a dark expression.

"Comrade Wu is here performing his official duties normally. Who gave you the right to yell and shout? And complain? What are you complaining about? Complaining that they found out you have lax management and your subordinates have violated rules and regulations?"

"I haven't settled the score with you for what happened this afternoon! You have no sense of propriety, spouting nonsense to our comrades outside—aren't you ashamed!"

After scolding Zheng Tao, Lin Jianfeng immediately turned around, his face instantly changing to a guilty yet polite smile, and nodded slightly to Wu Hanfeng:

"Comrade Wu, I'm really sorry. Zheng Tao is young and impetuous, and he doesn't know how to speak properly, so please don't take it to heart. What happened this afternoon was indeed his fault; he spoke without thinking. I apologize to you on his behalf."

"I'll definitely make him write a profound self-criticism, issue a circular criticizing him throughout the entire brigade, and make him seriously reflect on his actions!"

Shen Yan quickly tried to smooth things over: "Yes, Comrade Wu, Zheng Tao is just a straightforward person, he doesn't think things through and speaks without thinking. You're a magnanimous person, don't take it to heart."

The two of them sang in harmony, adopting an extremely humble posture.

There's nothing I can do, I'm in the wrong!

Our own deputy captain had a foul mouth first, and someone came to investigate and caught him red-handed. Now he's jumping out to accuse us, and if word gets out, the Fierce Tiger Detachment will lose all face.

The only thing to do is to apologize quickly, downplay the matter, and try to get Inspector Wu to be lenient and not to sweep through the special operations squadron as well.

Wu Hanfeng looked flattered and quickly waved his hand:

"Oh, Captain Lin, Political Commissar Shen, you're too kind."

"Actually, it has nothing to do with Deputy Captain Zheng. I didn't take it to heart at all. I came here just for a routine inspection and to learn about the advanced work style and experience of the Fierce Tiger Detachment."

"After all, Deputy Captain Zheng is right. Your detachment is the model of conduct for the entire military region. I need to learn more from you to improve my professional skills."

He spoke with a serious and sincere tone.

But to Lin Jianfeng, it sounded like needles pricking his ears.

A model of advanced work style?

You've pulled out an iPhone, snail rice noodles, and instant noodles from a fire hydrant—and you call that a benchmark?!

He was inwardly groaning, but had to put on a smile: "Not at all, we still have many shortcomings. We would appreciate Comrade Wu's valuable suggestions during this opportunity, and we will definitely make serious improvements."

Just then, a car stopped at the direction of the camp gate.

Everyone instinctively turned to look.

Two middle-aged officers of rank of colonel and a captain, both wearing camouflage training uniforms, rushed in.

The one leading the group was Li Cuicui.

He was furious in the car, his mind filled with thoughts of his wrecked Cheetah. He was thinking of slapping Wu Hanfeng on the back of the head as soon as he saw him, to teach the kid a lesson about what a commander's beloved car should be like.

But as soon as the car came to a stop, he saw a large group of people standing in front of the special operations squadron from a distance. Wu Hanfeng and He Dong, dressed in military police uniforms, stood in the middle, while a group of armed police officers opposite them looked unfriendly. The scene looked like a brawl was about to break out.

Li Cuicui's heart skipped a beat, and her anger instantly dissipated, leaving only tension.

Damn it, they're not really going to start fighting, are they?

He rushed over in two strides, scanning Wu Hanfeng from head to toe. Seeing that Wu Hanfeng was fully recovered and wearing his silver helmet properly, showing no signs of being at a disadvantage, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, his heart, which had been in his throat, settled back into his stomach.

"Hey kid... are you alright?"

"You didn't fight anyone, did you?"

Wu Hanfeng turned around and saw his regimental commander. His eyes crinkled into a smile as he saluted, "Reporting, Commander, it's nothing. We were just carrying out official duties. We couldn't just take action without permission."

"That's good, that's good." Li Cuicui had just breathed a sigh of relief when she caught a glimpse of Lin Jianfeng and Shen Yan standing next to her out of the corner of her eye.

Eyes facing each other.

Lin Jianfeng was dumbfounded.

Li Cuicui?

Zhao Long?

Why are they here?

Wait a minute... Wu Hanfeng's surname is Li?

Wait, Wu Hanfeng is Li Cuicui's soldier?!

I go!

This is too coincidental, right?

Others might not know who Li Cuicui is, but how could he not know?

The two were classmates in military academy, sharing bunk beds for four years, and knew each other inside and out. Li Cuicui was known for being fiercely protective and petty; she was sharp-tongued, but when it came to defending her own, she would fight you to the death.

Their own deputy captain publicly criticized the regimental commander for being incompetent in leading troops and for being corrupt. Now that the regimental commander himself has come knocking on their door, how can they expect to get away with this?

"Hey, Old Lin," Li Cuicui said gleefully, "Who do we have here? Lin, the commander of the Fierce Tiger Detachment. What, my men are here on official business, and I need you, the commander, to personally accompany them? You've got quite the face, haven't you?"

Zhao Long pushed up his glasses and greeted him with a smile, "Old Shen, long time no see."

Shen Yan was also extremely embarrassed, and gave a dry laugh: "Long time no see, long time no see. I didn't expect it to be a comrade from your group. It's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding."

"A misunderstanding?" Li Cuicui raised an eyebrow. "Which one of you is Comrade Zheng Tao? Raise your hand so I can get to know you. I'd like to ask you for your insights on leading troops and cultivating good conduct."

Zheng Tao froze.

He was quite arrogant when he was arguing with Wu Hanfeng, but now that the regimental commander, who is also an old acquaintance of the detachment commander, is standing in front of him, his imposing manner instantly dissipates.

He raised his hand tremblingly: "Reporting...Reporting to Commander Li, I am Zheng Tao."

"Oh, you must be Zheng Tao." Li Cuicui nodded, deliberately putting on a stern face and giving a formal salute. "Let me introduce myself. I'm Li Cuicui, the regimental commander of Wu Hanfeng's regiment. I'm the 'incompetent commander' you mentioned, the one who's 'unable to lead troops' and 'has a crooked head and crooked shoulders.' I'm also the regimental commander who let the soldiers below drive the vehicle—a brain-dead commander."

"I heard you have a lot of opinions about our group's conduct, and you'd like to teach me how to enforce discipline?"

Li Cuicui looked at Zheng Tao with a half-smile, "It's alright, go ahead and tell me, I'm listening. You happen to have some free time today, so teach me properly, and you're not allowed to leave until you've taught me."

Zheng Tao's face turned as red as a pig's liver, and he buried his head almost to his chest, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into on the spot.

teach?

What a load of rubbish!

With a full-ranking officer standing right in front of him, how dare he, a mere captain and deputy commander, teach them how to lead troops?