I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

Just then, footsteps came from afar.

Everyone turned around and saw that the regimental commander, Li Cuicui, was walking over, followed by several staff officers from the training section.

The previously chattering group instantly fell silent, and everyone stood at attention, ramrod straight.

Li Cuicui walked to the front of the line, glanced at everyone, and without saying a word, loudly proclaimed:

"Listen up, everyone!"

"I'm bringing you to the division's training camp today not for a vacation, nor for you to make friends and chat! It's for intensive training, for competition, and for me to make a name for myself!"

"You probably know what kind of people the training team in the division is like. Hardship, exhaustion, and strictness are all normal."

"If you can't stand it, it's not too late to file a report now. I'll have someone unload your backpack right away, and you can go back to where you belong. Don't go there crying and making a fool of yourself."

No one in the group said a word.

Those selected for the training camp are all quite ambitious, and none of them want to back down now.

Li Cuicui nodded and continued, "When you get there, first of all, follow the rules. Just do exactly what the training team requires. Don't try to be clever or do anything underhanded."

"If the class monitor scolds you a couple of times, just listen. If you're not happy about it, let your grades speak for themselves. Don't talk back or fight, understand?"

"We heard that!" everyone responded in unison.

"Second, don't let me down."

"Physical fitness, shooting, and tactics—practice them all properly. Show your true abilities during the assessment; strive for rankings and honors if you can."

"If someone asks which group you're in, just say 'we're in our group.' What if they ask about our results and we're all ranked near the bottom? Where would I put my face then?"

"yes!"

"Third, and most importantly—"

Li Cuicui suddenly stopped and her gaze pierced through the crowd, landing precisely on Wu Hanfeng.

Everyone's eyes, subconsciously following the group leader, turned to look at Wu Hanfeng.

Wu Hanfeng: "..."

Why are you looking at me?

Li Cuicui pointed at him, her tone carrying a hint of helplessness and a warning:

"Especially you, Wu Hanfeng!"

really!

Those around them all thought to themselves at the same time.

I knew the commander would definitely give this ancestor a private talk.

Wu Hanfeng looked completely innocent: "Commander, what happened to me? I haven't even gone yet."

"You have the nerve to say that?" Li Cuicui snorted. "I'll lay down three rules for you, and you'd better remember them."

"First, once you get to the training camp, train properly and don't cause any trouble. Don't talk back to the squad leader, don't mess with the officers' discipline, and most importantly, don't wipe out the entire training camp's headquarters, understand?"

Wu Hanfeng touched his nose: "Commander, do I look like that kind of person?"

"Whether you're that kind of person or not, you know it in your heart," Li Cuicui said irritably. "Last time in the regiment, you criticized the political commissar and me, and that was fine. But now that we're in the division, everyone's officers are higher-ranking than me. If you keep criticizing me like this, I'll have to go to the division headquarters to clean up your mess!"

A burst of suppressed laughter rose from the ranks.

Hao Qiang nodded frantically, inwardly echoing: Yes! Absolutely right! This ancestor loved doing this kind of thing!

"Secondly, you're not allowed to teach anyone to get dizzy from running," Li Cuicui continued. "What do you mean by 'getting dizzy from running and breaking your limits'? Don't give me that nonsense. It's one thing if you get dizzy yourself, but don't set a bad example for the soldiers in other regiments. If the training team has people getting dizzy from running every day, and their leaders come looking for me, I can't afford to lose face like that."

Zhao Yihang, Qian Kun, and the others almost burst out laughing.

Wu Hanfeng pouted and said, "I know, I know, I promise I won't teach you on my own."

"And no indirect teaching!" Li Cuicui snorted. "Don't keep telling people how good it is to get dizzy from running, and don't deliberately get dizzy in front of them, you hear me?"

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you."

"Third, you are not allowed to touch the other people's cooking team."

Before Wu Hanfeng could react to Li Cuicui's words, several sergeants who knew the inside story couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Hao Qiang understood this perfectly and nodded repeatedly: "The regimental commander is absolutely right! This guy can even get the cooks to keep the disciplinary team in check. If he gets involved with the cooks in the training team, what will happen?"

Does that mean those of them who went to the training camp together will never come back?

Wu Hanfeng looked wronged: "Commander, my relationship with the cooks in our unit is just normal camaraderie."

"Normal camaraderie?" Li Cuicui sneered. "Normal camaraderie would make the cook give you special meals? Would it make him cook 'soul-piercing peppers' for the disciplinary squad for a week just for you?"

"Let me tell you, Wu Hanfeng, once you get to the training battalion, you'll eat whatever the mess hall cooks. No picking and choosing, no befriending the cooks in the kitchen, and absolutely no trying to get them to give you special treatment, understand?"

"Understood, understood." Wu Hanfeng raised his hands in surrender. "Don't worry, Commander, I promise to behave myself and not cause you any trouble."

"That would be best," Li Cuicui snorted, then added, "Also, if you really suffer any injustice or loss, don't keep it to yourself. Call the troupe, and I'll back you up. But the premise is that you didn't start the trouble."

These words evoked another wave of emotions in everyone.

The regimental commander treated Wu Hanfeng very differently.

The insults were fierce, but the words were full of protection.

Anyone else who dared to cause trouble like this would have been sent to a farm to feed pigs long ago, instead of going to the training camp for intensive training.

After explaining things to Wu Hanfeng, Li Cuicui glanced at the others again, her tone softening slightly:

"Alright, that's all for now. In short, safety first, training second, honor third. Don't push yourself too hard. If you're not feeling well, just say so. Don't be like some people who suffer for the sake of saving face, and then have others carry them when they get dizzy."

As he spoke, he glanced at Wu Hanfeng again.

Wu Hanfeng looked up at the sky, pretending not to hear.

"Alright, it's almost time." Li Cuicui waved her hand. "Get on the bus! Do a good job when we get there, and I'll be waiting for you to bring back your certificates!"

"yes!"

Everyone agreed in unison and turned to get their backpacks.

A footboard was attached to the back of the truck bed, and everyone climbed up one after another.

Hao Qiang was the fastest, the first to scramble up and head straight to the innermost corner of the truck bed. He put his backpack down there, sat up straight, and thought to himself: the farther away from Wu Hanfeng the better, and ideally, to have zero communication with him the whole time.

But ideals are often far from reality.

More than twenty people boarded the bus one after another, and there were fewer and fewer seats available.

Wu Hanfeng was the last to slowly climb up, glancing at the truck bed—

As luck would have it, there was an empty seat next to Hao Qiang.

Hao Qiang's face turned green when he saw Wu Hanfeng walking over.

No!

This car is so big, with so many seats, how come I'm the only one left here?!

Wu Hanfeng didn't stand on ceremony and plopped down, even moving closer to Hao Qiang: "What a coincidence, Brother Qiang, we're sitting together again. Looks like we're destined to meet."

Hao Qiang stood ramrod straight, his eyes fixed straight ahead, not daring to look to the side even a fraction, and said dryly, "...It is quite a coincidence."

"Don't be so nervous." Wu Hanfeng smiled and took out a bag of beef jerky from his backpack, handing it over. "Want some? Qian Kun brought it, it tastes alright."

Hao Qiang waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, Brother Wu, I'm not hungry."

What a joke! Who in the entire group would dare to eat anything you offer?

A long and leisurely life?

"Really not going to eat?"

"I really won't eat it!"

Wu Hanfeng: "..."