I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

In the computer room.

Wu Hanfeng sat in front of the computer, his fingers flying across the keyboard, the cursor moving rapidly across the document, and lines of neat text emerging from his thoughts.

After writing about the counterfeit military vehicles, I immediately wrote about the problems with the Fierce Tiger Detachment.

Title: Report on the Surprise Inspection of Conduct and Discipline by the Armed Police Detachment Stationed in the City

The main body of the report is divided into three parts: basic information on the inspection, main problems found, and rectification opinions and suggestions.

It is well-organized and carefully worded, leaving no room for ambiguity where seriousness is required, and refraining from making any mistakes where leeway is necessary.

The problems were clearly listed, and the attitude of the Fierce Tiger Detachment in actively admitting their mistakes and making rapid rectifications was also included.

After all, he understood the principle of giving a sweet treat after a beating better than anyone else.

Pushing someone too far will benefit no one.

The best solution is to touch on the issue gently, serve as a warning, and also do someone a favor.

When writing down the questions, he specifically categorized them: internal affairs and order, daily management, and violations of principles.

Snail rice noodles, playing cards, and mismatched toothbrushes were all categorized under internal order and glossed over lightly.

The overseas mobile phones and the smuggled beer were listed separately under the category of fundamental violations, and were described in relatively detail, clearly stating the nature of the problem, the situation on site, and the attitude of the parties involved in admitting their mistakes.

Finally, it was added: "No actual leaks or adverse consequences occurred, and the unit showed a positive attitude towards rectification. It is recommended that internal criticism and education be the main methods of rectification."

Wu Hanfeng stared at the screen and read it through again, making a few changes to the wording. After confirming that the logic was sound and there were no omissions, he clicked save.

He raised his hand to look at his watch; it was exactly one hour and twenty minutes.

"Done."

He stretched, his joints cracking, and his previous seriousness vanished instantly, replaced by his usual carefree demeanor.

With a click of the mouse, the email was sent directly to Captain Liu of the Garrison Command's Military Police Section, with a copy sent to the section's public email address.

It's 7:30 in the morning.

Military Police Section of the Garrison District.

Liu Cheng, the squadron leader of the first squadron, yawned as he strolled into the office.

He had just finished his night shift, his eyes still slightly bruised, and he was still thinking about the duty schedule for this week.

Wu Hanfeng was just transferred from the field regiment last week to work part-time, and on his first day on the job, he destroyed the regimental headquarters building of his former employer.

Even the braised duck wings that Regiment Commander Li Cuicui had hidden in her office safe were found. Several senior staff members in the department laughed for the whole morning.

They say this kid is like a husky, always tearing up his own house.

"I wonder if this kid is reliable since it's his first time on a field mission."

Liu Cheng placed the enamel mug on his desk, pulled out a chair, sat down, and tapped his email on his office computer.

He didn't have high expectations. He thought that since it was the first time a newcomer was on a field mission alone with an assistant, he would be lucky if he could catch two old soldiers with poor military uniforms and find out about misuse of official vehicles. He would be grateful if he didn't cause any trouble.

Clicking on the latest email, the sender was Wu Hanfeng, and the subject was "Report on Duty Situation in Chengnan Area on May 26".

"Okay, you're quite punctual. You know to submit your report on time." Liu Cheng nodded with a smile, picked up his enamel mug, took a sip of hot tea, and slowly opened the attachment.

The beginning is a standard duty overview, including time, location, and personnel, written in a very formal manner.

Liu Cheng nodded as he read, thinking to himself that although the kid was a bit slow-witted, his work ethic was impeccable.

When Liu Cheng scrolled down to the line "One counterfeit military vehicle seized," he paused, his hand holding the cup still.

"Huh? A fake military vehicle?"

He leaned forward and read through the text, word by word.

Two suspects, armed with counterfeit military license plates, a complete set of fake military officer IDs, fake vehicle dispatch orders, and counterfeit supply introduction letters, drove a heavy truck loaded with civilian goods to evade highway tolls, violently ramming through the tollbooth and attempting to flee.

Wu Hanfeng forced the man to stop his car, and Wu Hanfeng climbed the heavy truck with his bare hands to subdue him. The man was caught red-handed, and the entire incident was recorded by a body camera. He and the truck were then handed over to the local traffic police.

"sure!"

Liu Cheng's eyes lit up instantly.

On their first field mission, they caught a fake military vehicle with counterfeit license plates?

This record would be impressive even for a veteran military police officer, let alone a newly appointed one!

The drowsiness he had felt earlier vanished instantly. He leaned forward and continued reading with great interest.

Then I saw the "Vehicle Damage" section.

"The front bumper of the Cheetah SUV on duty was shattered, the headlights were damaged, and the hood was deformed..."

Liu Cheng's smile froze for a moment.

Was there a car crash?

His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly looked down to check the personnel situation. Only when he saw that "no one on duty was injured" did he breathe a long sigh of relief.

"It's good that you're alright. It's good that you're alright. If the car breaks down, we can fix it. Your safety is more important than anything else."

Liu Cheng muttered to himself, thinking to himself, "Li Cuicui's precious car is in such a state now, she must be heartbroken."

However, the damage suffered while catching the fake military vehicle was considered an injury sustained on duty, so the regiment couldn't say anything about it.

He shook his head and continued scrolling down.

This was all it took to make him spray the hot tea he was drinking all over the computer screen.

"A surprise inspection of the discipline and conduct of the city's Armed Police Detachment?"

Liu Cheng coughed repeatedly, grabbed a tissue to wipe the screen haphazardly, stared intently at it, and looked at the title three times over, afraid that he might have misread it.

The Fierce Tiger Armed Police Detachment?

Wu Hanfeng, a part-time military police officer, along with a greenhorn named He Dong, went in for a surprise inspection.

"This kid... he didn't get into a fight and forced his way in, did he?" Liu Cheng's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly scrolled down the page.

Upon seeing this, he was completely dumbfounded.

The report clearly details everything from registration at the guard post and accompaniment by the duty officer, to the office building, the brigade's dormitory building, the equipment room, and the storage room.

Then, they went to the perimeter of the special operations squadron's camp and, after checking along the way, listed more than twenty problems.

The inspection began with praise, stating that the Fierce Tiger Detachment had an excellent overall work style and was a benchmark for military and police units stationed in the city. The main purpose of this inspection was to learn and exchange ideas.

Then, the tone shifts, "but there are still some details that have been overlooked," and then the list is started.

Housekeeping and order issues: Snail rice noodles hidden in bed frame seams, playing cards stuffed inside electric fans, personal scarves wrapped around mop handles, martial arts novels hidden at the bottom of storage cabinets, instant noodles piled up in fire hydrants, toothbrush holder labels misaligned by more than 3 degrees...

Routine management issues: Gas mask filter canisters expired 15 days ago; luncheon meat expired 48 hours ago; non-official clothing improperly hung to dry in the washroom…

Violations of principle: A soldier possessed a smartphone of a foreign brand, violating confidentiality regulations.

Four cans of chilled beer were found buried in the corner of the camp wall, violating the alcohol ban.

Each entry is marked with its specific location, the parties involved, and the on-site situation. Even the details of taking photos as evidence and temporarily seizing items are clearly written, demonstrating clear logic and a complete chain of evidence.

It was written in a more standardized manner than the work of a veteran cadre who had been in office for five or six years.

Liu Cheng's hand holding the mouse was trembling slightly.

He flipped through the pages, his mouth opening wider and wider with each page, until finally he forgot to close it, staring at the screen like a fool.

"My goodness..."

"This isn't a surprise inspection, it's like they're raiding a house!"