I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

Everyone fell silent instantly, craning their necks to look at the intersection.

Then they saw Chen Zhiyuan leading Wu Hanfeng and He Dong back towards the Third Company.

The crowd surged forward in an instant.

Qian Kun was the first to rush forward, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at Wu Hanfeng, reaching out to grab his arm: "Brother Feng! Are you alright? Are you hurt? Where did they hit you? Does it hurt?"

"It's all my fault! It's all my fault for having this mouth!"

"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be suffering like this... You can make me run as many laps as you want as you want as you want!"

Zhao Yihang squeezed over and looked Wu Hanfeng up and down: "Brother Feng, are you really okay? Are you injured? Don't push yourself."

"Yes, Deputy Squad Leader!"

"Should we call the medic to come and take a look?"

"Those armed police are so unreasonable! Why did they even resort to violence!"

Wu Hanfeng was surrounded by a crowd of people, his ears filled with a buzzing of well-wishes. He looked down at his unharmed arms and legs, then looked up at the expressions of the crowd as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and almost burst out laughing.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

"What are you doing? Are you going to a funeral? I'm perfectly fine here!"

"Huh?" Qian Kun was taken aback, blinked, "No...you weren't beaten?"

"You're really looking forward to me getting beaten up, aren't you?" Wu Hanfeng rolled his eyes.

"No, no!" Qian Kun quickly waved his hands, "I just thought you guys were fighting with someone..."

Chen Zhiyuan waved his hand impatiently and shouted at the crowd that had gathered three or four deep:

"Disperse! What are you all doing here? Go do what you were doing!"

"Still getting beaten up? You're underestimating your Deputy Squad Leader Wu too much."

Chen Zhiyuan laughed and scolded, "If he didn't completely outmaneuver the armed police detachment, it would be a miracle if their ancestors' graves were emitting auspicious smoke! He'd be lucky to get beaten up? He'd be lucky if he didn't beat up others!"

what?

Everyone was stunned.

What do you mean?

Didn't they go to demand an explanation and then get surrounded by people?

From what the company commander is saying, it sounds like the armed police are the ones who are at a disadvantage.

"Company commander, what's going on? What happened? Did things get really bad?"

"A falling out?" Chen Zhiyuan curled his lip. "The detachment leader was very polite, seeing the car off at the gate and even said he'd personally send someone to bring the car over for repairs tomorrow, plus two extra truckloads of training supplies. Do you think that's a falling out?"

boom--

The crowd erupted instantly.

"What?! They're repairing my car and even providing supplies?"

"Seriously? Brother Feng single-handedly stormed the Armed Police detachment, and they were all so polite to him?"

"Did I hear that right? Wasn't it said that the deputy captain had a really foul mouth and insulted our regiment?"

Qian Kun stared wide-eyed, his guilt and worry vanishing instantly, replaced by a head full of questions: "Brother Feng... what did you do? Not only are they not angry, but they even fixed the car for them?"

Wu Hanfeng ignored him, rubbed his ears, and said with a look of disgust, "It's so noisy. Okay, okay, everyone go away, it's nothing serious."

"I need to go to the computer room to write an inspection report; the garrison is waiting for it."

After saying that, he gave He Dong a wink: "Dongzi, you chat with everyone for a while, I'm going to slip away first."

Before he finished speaking, he took a step and walked away quickly, as if a dog was chasing him, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

He Dong was left standing there, surrounded by a group of people who were eyeing him menacingly, like a storyteller who had just been brought onto the stage.

"Brother Dong! Tell me quickly! What exactly happened?!"

"Exactly! How did Brother Feng manage to take down those armed police officers?"

"Tell me quickly! I'll go get a small stool!"

The crowd quickly surrounded He Dong again. Several new recruits ran over quickly and brought a bunch of small stools, arranging them neatly, like they were listening to a storyteller.

He Dong already had a lot to say, and he was just worried that there was no one to say it.

Seeing this, he cleared his throat, stood on the steps, and adopted the air of a storyteller, immediately capturing everyone's attention as soon as he began to speak:

"This is quite a story! You guys didn't see it, the squad leader's actions were absolutely amazing!"

"From the beginning, the squad leader didn't intend to fight them. Think about it, if we really fought, it would be a brawl, and if word got out, it would be a disgrace to our regiment."

"Who's the deputy squad leader? He's someone who makes a living with his brains!"

"He had it all planned out. With our status as military police, it's perfectly legitimate for us to investigate the conduct and discipline of the armed police!"

"So we found a grove of trees, changed into our police uniforms, and drove that beat-up car to their gate."

"Why drive a beat-up car? You guys wouldn't understand—it's tactical camouflage!"

"A brand-new police car drives by, and they see it from way back. Everything's been tidied up beforehand, so what's the point of checking?"

"Driving this wrecked Cheetah, who would guess it's a military police vehicle? Everyone would think it's just a civilian pickup truck that got lost!"

"Can the sentry be let in?"

"Why won't they let us in?" He Dong raised an eyebrow. "Their credentials are obvious, the red stamp is clear. It's a routine patrol by the military and police units stationed in the city. Would they dare stop us?"

"Let me tell you, those two armed police officers at the guard post were quite puzzled when they first saw our beat-up car. But when the squad leader pulled out his badge, their faces turned pale, and they panicked on the spot. They quickly and secretly called inside to warn us that the undercover investigation team had arrived."

"The duty officer, Staff Officer Zhang, ran out to greet him, sweating profusely, as if he had met a superior. The deputy squad leader didn't expose him, and kept saying things like 'Come here to learn from our advanced experience' and 'The Fierce Tiger Detachment is a model of conduct,' flattering the staff officer until he was practically wagging his tail in the air."

A burst of laughter erupted from below.

"Holy crap! This is blatant flattery!"

"That squad leader is so mean! He praises someone to the skies first, then throws them down, huh?"

"And then what? Did they really go and check the dorms?"

"Of course!" He Dong chuckled. "We first toured the office building. The deputy squad leader was very sweet-talking, praising the office for its good order and neatness. Captain Lin and the political commissar were overjoyed, thinking we were really here to set an example."

"And the result? The squad leader scanned the entire route with his radar on, knowing exactly which cabinet contained snacks and which drawer had novels!"

"However, the deputy squad leader in the office building didn't check in detail, gave him some face, and then went straight to the First Brigade—the duty brigade, which is known as the benchmark for internal affairs in the entire detachment."

At this point, He Dong deliberately paused, whetting everyone's appetite.

Qian Kun slapped his thigh anxiously, "Brother Dong, stop keeping me in suspense! What did you find out?"

"What did they find out?" He Dong chuckled. "Good heavens, it was quite a sight! The first model squad, the deputy squad leader reached into the seam of the bed board and pulled out half a box of snail rice noodles, the smell of pickled bamboo shoots immediately filling the entire dormitory!"

"Huh? Luosifen (river snail rice noodles)?"

"Holy crap! Hidden in the crack of the bed board? That's some serious hiding skills!"

"And then what?"

"Don't rush, don't rush, the exciting part is coming..."

He Dong finished speaking in one breath, picked up his water glass and gulped down more than half of it, then wiped his mouth.

There was a three-second silence, followed by even louder laughter and chatter.

"Wow! That's amazing!"

"So all we worried about this afternoon, fearing Feng would get beaten up, turned out he raided someone's territory and even made two truckloads of supplies?"

"What do you call this? A dimensional reduction attack!"

"Poor Zheng Tao! One careless remark dragged the whole team down with him, and he still has to take the blame and fix the car himself, hahaha!"

Qian Kun exclaimed with admiration, "Brother Feng is amazing! His brain and his skills are something I could never learn in my next life!"

Zhou Haibo smiled and shook his head, then stood up: "Alright, alright, stop laughing. Go do what you need to do, we have training tomorrow. I told you this guy wouldn't suffer a loss, but you didn't believe me."

The group dispersed amidst laughter and chatter, their conversation revolving around Wu Hanfeng's phenomenal performance that day.

Zhao Yihang laughed and said, "Well done, Dong-ge, you're telling this like a storyteller. Feng-ge really made our company proud this time."

He Dong chuckled: "Absolutely! I was standing there, and I almost couldn't help but applaud the deputy squad leader. You didn't see Zheng Tao's utterly dejected face, it was so satisfying! Serves him right for being so foul-mouthed and insulting our regiment."