I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

Wu Hanfeng repeated their words with a half-smile: "A plague? Pack him up and send him away? Three months of peace and quiet?"

"Hey Lao Chen, Lao Wang, I'm not even gone yet, and you two are already looking forward to it like this?"

Chen Zhiyuan blushed and hurriedly waved his hands, saying, "Nonsense! Who wants you to leave? We're happy for you!"

"The training camp for reserve backbone officers in the training corps—a spot that countless outstanding non-commissioned officers across the entire division would fight tooth and nail for, and the regiment thought of you first. That's such a huge trust!"

"That's right, that's right." Wang Tao chimed in, smoothing things over. He put his pen on the table and said with a big smile, "We were just saying that you'd definitely be a top student there. You'd come back first in the graduation exam and bring glory to our Third Company."

There's no need to strive for glory.

Wu Hanfeng straightened up, took two steps into the office, and casually put the disciplinary helmet on the desk.

Then he pulled up a chair, sat down, crossed his legs, swung his feet, and sighed softly, "Actually, I was thinking about it at the door just now, and I don't really want to go to this training team."

"What?!"

Chen Zhiyuan and Wang Tao both widened their eyes at the same time, and spoke in unison, their voices filled with panic.

"What did you say? You're not going?" Chen Zhiyuan asked anxiously. "Wu Hanfeng, are you out of your mind? You're just going to skip such a good opportunity?"

"The opportunity is good, but the suffering is unbearable."

Wu Hanfeng said with aggrieved expression, "Think about it, in that training camp, you have to get up at 5:30 in the morning to fold your blankets. If the corner of the blankets is even a millimeter off, you have to redo it."

"During the day, we trained like dogs, doing tactics, shooting, and five-kilometer runs. At night, we had to memorize regulations and rules, and we weren't allowed to sleep until we could memorize them."

"Nothing compares to how comfortable I am right now."

"When you're in the regiment, if you want to be on duty, you can put on your military police uniform and go out for a couple of rounds. If you don't want to be on duty, you can lead the special operations squad to practice tactics. If the cooks have braised pork for lunch, you can take a couple more pieces. If you have nothing to do in the evening, you can chat with your brothers."

"Besides, I'm also currently serving as a military police officer in the garrison area, and I have a ton of work to do. If I really go for three months of intensive training, who will cover my work in the garrison area?"

As he spoke, Wu Hanfeng nodded thoughtfully and said, "I'll talk to Captain Liu later and tell him that the regiment has a lot of tasks and I can't get away. I'll ask him to let the division headquarters know that I can skip this training camp."

"Anyway, I'm already a sergeant, so this training won't make a difference if I get promoted. It won't matter if it's six months later."

The office fell silent the moment the words were spoken.

Chen Zhiyuan was extremely anxious on the spot.

Can you waive it?

He actually wants to skip the training camp?

Then their dream of three months of peace and quiet will all be ruined.

No!

Absolutely not!

Chen Zhiyuan quickly exclaimed, "No, no, no! Hanfeng, don't be ridiculous! No matter how important the work of the garrison is, can it be more important than the core personnel training? This concerns your future promotion and officer appointment; it's a big deal!"

"That's right." Wang Tao was also anxious and earnestly advised, "Hanfeng, young people shouldn't be greedy for comfort."

"The training camp is tough, but it's a great place to learn skills. After three months, both your military skills and management abilities will improve significantly."

"Besides, the garrison can't hold you back from your personal development. If they really need more people, they can just send other comrades over to fill in for a while, right? This is a rare opportunity for you, you can't just give it up like this."

The two of them talked back and forth like they were trying to persuade a wayward youth, almost as if they were about to grab Wu Hanfeng's head and force him to agree.

Seeing their anxious expressions, Wu Hanfeng almost burst out laughing, but he remained outwardly calm, frowning and sighing: "That's true, but the thought of going to the training team and how tough life will be makes me dread it."

"Think about it, this is a three-month trip, and I'll be washing my own clothes and socks every day. It's not as comfortable as it was in the regiment. Before, people would fight to wash my dirty clothes. In the training team, I doubt the captain would allow it, right?"

"And there's the braised pork made by Chef Zhang from the mess hall, with a perfect ratio of 30% fat to 70% lean, melting in your mouth. Can the big pot dishes from the training camp compare? They probably don't even have a speck of minced meat."

Wu Hanfeng shook his head more and more as he spoke, waving his hands repeatedly, "Forget it, forget it, I'd rather not go. It's so comfortable staying in the troupe, there's no need to go there and suffer."

"No!"

Chen Zhiyuan was so anxious he almost jumped off his chair.

If this ancestor really doesn't go and stays in the regiment to continue causing trouble, will he, as the company commander, still have a good life?

We finally have a chance to send someone away for three months of peace and quiet, we absolutely can't let this opportunity fall through!

He took a deep breath, forcing down his panic, and forced a kind smile: "Old Wu, it's just a small matter, isn't it? It's just braised pork and laundry, nothing to worry about! It's all easy!"

"Oh?" Wu Hanfeng raised an eyebrow, looking up at him. "How would you put it?"

Chen Zhiyuan gritted his teeth and patted his chest: "Braised pork, right? Easy! From today until you leave, the mess hall will add an extra serving of braised pork every noon, specially made for your special operations squad. Just like you said, three parts fat and seven parts lean, cooked by Chef Zhang himself! Plenty to go!"

"Every day?" Wu Hanfeng shook his head. "Not necessarily every day, I'm not an unreasonable person. Let's say for a week, one meal every day at noon, our special operations squad will provide enough."

"Fine! One week it is!" Chen Zhiyuan agreed through gritted teeth.

It's just a week's worth of braised pork, isn't it?

How much is it worth? As long as this ancestor is willing to leave, I'll stay for at least half a month, let alone a week!

He had barely breathed a sigh of relief when Wu Hanfeng slowly spoke again: "What about washing clothes? I can't wear unwashed clothes and socks every day, can I? It's such an eyesore."

"That's easy!" Chen Zhiyuan waved his hand. "I'll take care of the socks! They're pure cotton, absorbent and durable. Twenty pairs for each person, and you'll only need to wash them a few times every three months. I've also prepared laundry soap and detergent for you, so you don't need to buy them yourself."

"Twenty pairs..." Wu Hanfeng stroked his chin. "That's fine. But just socks won't do. The training regimen in the drill corps is intense, and we get hungry easily at night. We can't just eat cold steamed buns in the middle of the night, can we?"

Chen Zhiyuan immediately said, "Snacks are included too! Braised duck wings, beef jerky, compressed biscuits, and instant noodles—one box of each for you. Put them in your backpacks, and eat whenever you're hungry! There's plenty!"

He now understood that the kid didn't actually not want to go; he was clearly trying to take advantage of the situation!

Let him try. As long as he goes to the training camp smoothly, what's a little bit of trouble?

Losing money is a way to avoid disaster!

Losing money is a way to avoid disaster!

Chen Zhiyuan silently repeated these four words in his mind, trying his best to make the smile on his face look less heartbroken.

Wu Hanfeng nodded in satisfaction, then turned his gaze to Wang Tao beside him.

Wang Tao's heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively wanted to back away.

"Instructor, the company commander has already expressed his gratitude, shouldn't you do the same?"

Wu Hanfeng chuckled and said, "I heard the training camp is very strict, and even cigarettes are hard to buy. At least it'll help you pass the time on the road, right?"

Wang Tao chuckled twice: "Hanfeng, the training team doesn't allow smoking, it's for your own good. Besides, I don't have any cigarettes here, and I don't smoke..."

"Yeah?"

Wu Hanfeng raised an eyebrow and pointed to the locked drawer at the bottom of the desk. "The bottom drawer, the tin box, it's full of pebbles, right? I saw it by chance yesterday when I was checking the company's internal affairs."

"At first I was wondering why the instructor, who doesn't smoke, would hide a tin box. Now that I think about it, I guess one of my comrades left it behind?"

Wang Tao: "..."

The smile on his face froze instantly.

You can even see the cigarettes I hide at the very bottom of the drawer, locked up tightly?

Are you born with an X-ray?