I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

Seeing Chen Zhiyuan's expression, Wu Hanfeng finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Old Chen, eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you."

As she spoke, she handed over a tissue, "There are still ribs left, plenty."

Chen Zhiyuan took the tissue and wiped his mouth, still a little stubborn, and said, "I just saw you guys were eating too slowly, so I was trying to help you speed things up. We still have training this afternoon, so don't waste too much time in the cafeteria."

That's what he said, but his chopsticks didn't stop; he picked up another big piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth.

The table was full of food, enough for ten young men, but after Chen Zhiyuan joined, the dishes were devoured in a flash, disappearing at a visible speed.

The braised pork ribs were almost gone, the braised beef was almost finished, the cola chicken wings were down to just a few wing tips, and even the cold pork knuckle was almost gone with just a little garlic sauce.

Chen Zhiyuan drank almost half of that big bottle of iced cola by himself.

Finally, Chen Zhiyuan put down his chopsticks and patted his stomach contentedly.

"Hmm, not bad." He cleared his throat and said seriously, "The portions were indeed a bit large today. Luckily I came, otherwise a lot would have been wasted."

The special operations squad members: "..."

Wu Hanfeng raised an eyebrow, but didn't expose him, saying, "Yes, yes, it's all thanks to the company commander's supervision. Otherwise, we really wouldn't have been able to finish it."

Chen Zhiyuan stood up, straightened his uniform, and resumed his serious demeanor as a company commander.

"Alright, you guys enjoy your meal. I'm leaving now."

"We heard that!" everyone responded in unison.

Once Chen Zhiyuan had carried the tray away, the people at the table finally couldn't hold back and burst into laughter.

"My goodness, the company commander is hilarious!" Ma Teng laughed so hard he slapped the table. "He just came over all aggressively questioning us, but he ate more than anyone else!"

"Exactly, exactly. They're all talk and no action. They're clearly craving it, but they're saying they're afraid of wasting it."

"But seriously, Squad Leader Wang's cooking skills are really good; this braised beef smells amazing!"

Wang Erniu stood to the side, watching everyone eat with a smile: "If it tastes good, eat more. From now on, I'll add some dishes for you every other day."

"Really?!" Everyone's eyes lit up.

"Of course it's true!" Wang Erniu looked at Wu Hanfeng. "As long as the squad leader is here, you'll all benefit from it."

The soldiers at other tables in the canteen, looking at the empty plates on the special operations squad's table and then at the potatoes and cabbage left on their own plates, suddenly felt that the food was even less appetizing.

"Sigh, it's so frustrating to compare yourself to others," an old soldier sighed, picking at the potatoes on his plate. "They get braised pork hock, we get potatoes. Even the company commander has betrayed us."

The person next to him joked, "What are you envious of? If you're so capable, why don't you enlist four times and make the cook squad leader one of the soldiers you once led?"

The veteran curled his lip: "Forget it, I don't have that ability. I'd better just eat my potatoes."

Another week or so passed.

As dawn broke, the open space in front of the regimental headquarters became lively.

A dark green Jiefang brand truck was parked on the side of the road, its bed already half full of camouflage backpacks.

More than twenty soldiers in civilian clothes gathered in twos and threes, chatting and laughing, their eyes full of excitement about the training camp at the division's training corps.

Of course, there was also a bit of apprehension mixed in with the thought that "I've heard the training camp is no place for humans."

At the very edge of the crowd stood five people whose styles were drastically different.

Zhao Yihang put his backpack down on the ground and started stretching his arms and legs: "Brother Feng, I heard that the division's training team is full of the best from each regiment. There are tons of them who can run five kilometers in under eighteen minutes, and there are also quite a few reconnaissance experts. This time I'll really be able to open my eyes!"

Qian Kun said, "I'm not afraid of training, but I'm afraid of learning those tactical theories and stuff. Just thinking about it gives me a headache."

Ma Teng said, "I heard there are a lot of rules, and those instructors are very fierce."

Wu Hanfeng scoffed, "What's the rush? It's just a training camp, not an execution ground. Eat and sleep as usual. If the sky falls, the tall guys will hold it up."

"Brother Feng, your mindset is amazing." Zhao Yihang said admiringly. "I heard that during the last division-wide training, a regiment of soldiers cried and wanted to go back after only half a month. Aren't you worried at all?"

Wu Hanfeng scoffed, "Panic? I've been through basic training four times already, what's the training camp compared to that?"

The four people: "..."

I almost forgot, this guy is a seasoned veteran who's been in and out of the military four times. There's no place in the entire regiment he hasn't been, let alone the recruit training camp.

The training camp is a trial for others, but for him, it might be like going back to his mother's home.

As they were talking, a few more people walked over.

The one leading the group was a first-term sergeant. When he saw Wu Hanfeng from afar, he paused for a moment, then immediately put on a smile and quickly walked over to give a not-so-standard salute: "Greetings, Sergeant Wu!"

Wu Hanfeng raised his eyelids slightly and nodded: "Yeah, you're going to the training camp too?"

"Yes, yes, the battalion recommended him." The sergeant smiled awkwardly, as if he were meeting his company commander. "I didn't expect to be able to go with Sergeant Wu. I'll have to ask for your help in the future."

"No problem."

As soon as that man left, two reserve sergeants from the second year came over and greeted him, calling him "Brother Wu" affectionately, offering him cigarettes and helping him carry his bag. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought Wu Hanfeng was the team leader.

Zhao Yihang clicked his tongue in amazement: "Brother Feng, you have impressive connections! Do all the veterans in the regiment know you?"

"It's alright," Wu Hanfeng said calmly. "I've been here for six years, and we see each other all the time, so I'm somewhat familiar with the place."

Qian Kun muttered to himself, "You're more than just familiar; I think they're all afraid of you."

you do not say.

Of the twenty-odd people around, most had heard of Wu Hanfeng's name.

Who doesn't know this person?

A legendary figure who enlisted four times, a ruthless individual who managed to get the regimental commander and political commissar in the recruit training camp, and a prodigy who chased Hao Qiang, the top performer in the entire regiment, for half the camp area before getting dizzy himself.

He's the kind of guy who can get veterans of the Third Company to write up tickets and make the cooks prepare a special feast of scorched earth peppers for the military police with just his words.

I genuinely respect him, and I also genuinely fear him.

After all, nobody knows what kind of trouble this guy might cause next.

Just then, a figure crept up from behind the crowd.

The man was tall with long legs, but he deliberately hunched his neck, pulled his training cap brim low, and moved close to the back of the line, looking like a deadbeat afraid of being caught by his creditors.

It was none other than Hao Qiang.

Ever since Hao Qiang was chased by Wu Hanfeng for more than ten minutes when he ordered takeout last time, and finally chased the great god until he fainted, he has been traumatized.

Just like the last time he went out, seeing Wu Hanfeng filled him with a deep sense of fear.

This has caused him to feel a jolt of fear whenever he sees someone in a police uniform, and his legs go weak whenever he hears the name Wu Hanfeng.

Even when going out on weekends, they have to find out who from the Third Company is going out first, for fear of running into this troublesome person again.

Yesterday, the camp notified him to go to the division's training team for intensive training. He was quite happy, thinking that he could finally escape the plague of the regiment.

As a result, when Hao Qiang arrived at the meeting point this morning, he saw Wu Hanfeng leaning against a tree looking so relaxed. Hao Qiang almost threw down his backpack on the spot and reported that he was not going.

"You can't see me, you can't see me, you can't see me..."

Hao Qiang muttered to himself as he shuffled towards the very back of the line, praying that Wu Hanfeng wouldn't look this way.

He deliberately chose the fattest sergeant to stand in front of him, using the man's broad back as cover, thinking that this would ensure his safety.

But he forgot that while Wu Hanfeng might not be good at anything else, he had a very sharp eye.

Wu Hanfeng had already spotted him.

Just as Hao Qiang was about to brush against the back of the truck, Wu Hanfeng suddenly straightened up and waved in that direction:

"Hao Qiang!"

"We're old friends, why are you avoiding me!"

Swah——

Hao Qiang's body froze instantly.

As if frozen in place, she stood with her back to Wu Hanfeng, her feet still raised and not yet down, her whole body tense like a string.

Several sergeants who recognized Hao Qiang suppressed their laughter and subconsciously moved aside, leaving Hao Qiang all alone in the spot.

hide?

You can hide forever, but you can't hide forever. Once Wu Hanfeng has his eye on you, do you still think you can run away?

Hao Qiang took a deep breath, slowly turned around, and forced a smile that looked more like a grimace: "Brother Wu... What a coincidence, you're going to training camp too?"

"What a coincidence! I've been waiting for you." Wu Hanfeng smiled as he walked over, patting his arm. "Long time no see! How have you been?"

"That's good, that's good, everything's good." Hao Qiang felt uncomfortable all over; the spot on his arm where he'd been patted felt like it had been electrocuted. "Um... Brother Wu, I'm going to go say hello to my comrades over there. Okay, I'll head over now?"

After saying that, he tried to slip away.

"Don't rush off." Wu Hanfeng grabbed his shoulder, but Hao Qiang wouldn't budge. "Tell me, have you been ordering takeout lately?"

Hao Qiang's face turned pale: "I'm not ordering anymore! I'd rather die than order anything!"

"real?"

"Really!" Hao Qiang raised his hand as if swearing, "Since last time, I've even given up snacks, and I eat all three meals a day in the cafeteria on time. I will never cause any trouble for the organization!"

Those around couldn't hold back any longer and burst out laughing.

Who would have thought that Hao Qiang, the regiment's famous speedster and five-kilometer runner, would be as docile as a new recruit in front of Wu Hanfeng?

Wu Hanfeng nodded in satisfaction: "Okay, that's good. Perfect, when we get to the training corps, how about we share a bunk? That way we can look out for each other."

Hao Qiang almost knelt down on the spot.

Looking out for each other?

Goodbye, bro!

I'm afraid that if I keep looking after you, one day you'll chase me around the training camp three times, and then you'll faint. I'll have to carry you to the medical team, and then I'll get punished for it!

"Um... Brother Wu, no need to trouble you!" Hao Qiang quickly waved his hand. "I snore and grind my teeth when I sleep, I don't want to disturb your rest. I'll just stay with my comrades, no need to bother you!"

"It's okay, I'm a heavy sleeper, I don't mind being disturbed."

"No, no, no! You really don't need to!" Hao Qiang was almost in tears. "I like to steal the blanket when I sleep, and it's so cold outside, you'll get cold!"

cold?

Wu Hanfeng looked at the blazing sun in the sky and was speechless.

Wu Hanfeng almost couldn't help but laugh when he saw how frightened he looked.

He stopped teasing him and patted him on the shoulder: "Alright, I was just kidding. Do you think I'd eat you?"

Hao Qiang was internally screaming: You can't eat me, but you can run around until you're dizzy and then try to extort money from me!

But he dared not say it aloud, and could only force a dry laugh.