I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

Zhao Yihang followed behind Wu Hanfeng with his notebook in his arms, his whole being in a state of extreme excitement and extreme depression.

His inner monologue can't be described by bullet comments; it's like a full-screen fireworks display with vibration mode—Brother Feng is awesome! Brother Feng is domineering!

Feng Ge's words silenced the four captains and squad leaders who were usually as fierce as the King of Hell!

We've saved face!

The person was even sent to the playground to write a self-criticism as punishment!

What is this?

This is the art of language!

This is the right way to exercise power!

He Dongcheng didn't lie to me!

Every word He Dong said was true!

He was so excited that his palms were sweating, leaving two wet fingerprints on the cover of his notebook.

But he dared not laugh, at least not now.

Brother Feng said that the military police must be serious and professional in their duties, and must not bring shame to the garrison.

So he kept a straight face, pressed his lips into a straight line, and tried his best to make his expression look like that of a qualified military police assistant.

But his gait gave it all away—he practically skipped with every step, his heels landing with a delightful little bounce.

Following behind Wu Hanfeng, he looked just like a little wolf cub who finally had the chance to go hunting with the wolf king.

Two sentries stood side by side at their posts on the main road at the entrance of the camp.

They were sent by the division's directly subordinate guard company and were not part of the training team. They were specifically responsible for nighttime sentry duty at the camp gate and main roads.

The one on the left is Chen Peng, a first-term sergeant who has been on guard duty for more than four years. He has seen more people than the training team leader has seen the trainees.

The one on the right is Luo Xiaobei, a second-year soldier who considers himself to have seen a lot of the world.

Luo Xiaobei was standing in a standard straddle stance, looking straight ahead, but whispering to Chen Peng:

"Squad Leader Chen, how many hours do you think the trainees in the training team will get to sleep tonight? I saw them getting really tough during the day. After that five-kilometer armed run, several of them were shaking."

Chen Peng replied without looking to the side, his lips barely moving, "How many hours do they sleep? They're lucky if they can sleep five hours. You know those instructors in the training team; they love to hold emergency drills in the middle of the night, at least three times, with no upper limit."

"Tsk tsk tsk, luckily we were assigned to the guard company, so we don't have to suffer like this."

"Stand still at your post and keep quiet."

"Yes, yes, yes." Luo Xiaobei quickly shut up and puffed out his chest.

Just then, Luo Xiaobei's eyes narrowed.

Because from the direction of the training team's dormitory building, a group of people were walking along the main road towards the gate.

Leading the way were two captains, followed by two second-term sergeants.

Luo Xiaobei recognized them—several captains and squad leaders from the training team. They had passed by the sentry post several times during the day, walking with a swagger and looking down on people with a sharp edge, exuding an air of authority.

But it's the middle of the night, there's no rain or thunder, what are the four team leaders and squad leaders doing on the playground?

Should we have a bonfire party?

Luo Xiaobei was puzzled when he glanced back and saw two more figures following behind the four people—and then he was instantly on edge, as if he had been electrocuted.

Dark blue military police uniform. Silver-gray metal helmet.

The four characters "Military Police" on the arm patch were clearly visible under the streetlights.

Military Police!

Luo Xiaobei's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"Chen... Squad Leader Chen..."

"Did you see that? Isn't that the military police?"

Chen Peng saw it too.

He's been on duty for almost five years. What storms hasn't he weathered?

He experienced everything from division commanders making incognito visits to army commanders conducting surprise inspections to garrison district patrols in the middle of the night.

But the military police—those are legendary figures!

It is an independent law enforcement entity within the city's military and police system!

Let alone ordinary companies, they have the right to go directly into the division headquarters to investigate!

Most importantly, they had no idea when those two military police officers had gone in!

The camp gate is guarded around the clock. Entry and exit require registration. Let alone two grown people, even a stray cat trying to sneak in would be caught on camera.

How did these two military police officers manage to get past the sentry post?

Climb over the wall? Impossible, the wall is covered with infrared sensors.

Airborne?

Even less likely, as the airspace above the camp is a no-fly zone.

How did they end up in the training team's dormitory building?

Countless possibilities flashed through Chen Peng's mind, each one more outrageous than the last.

But he was a veteran after all, with a strong mental fortitude. He didn't show the slightest panic on his face, but replied in the same low voice, "I saw it. Don't move, don't panic, just pretend you didn't see it."

"Trying not to see them? Those are the military police! If they come to check our posts..."

"Let them check. Our military bearing is impeccable, our equipment is complete, and our registration is standardized. What's there to be afraid of? Just stand your ground and don't scare yourself."

That's what he said, but Chen Peng's heart was still racing involuntarily.

He had been on duty for so many years, and the only military police he had ever seen were from the division's garrison military police company, or at most, division military police. This was the first time he had ever seen military police from the three branches of the armed forces come to the camp to check on the troops.

His gaze involuntarily followed the figures of the two people wearing silver helmets.

The officer walking in front seemed to sense his gaze, and slightly turned his head to glance in his direction.

Chen Peng subconsciously straightened his military posture even more, tucked his chin slightly, shrugged his shoulders, and even adjusted the angle at which his fingers touched the seam of his trousers.

Luo Xiaobei became even more nervous.

The moment the inspector looked over, he almost stopped breathing.

After the group had walked away, he let out a long sigh of relief: "Squad Leader Chen, they didn't check us... does that mean we're okay?"

"Stop talking nonsense and stand at your post."

"yes!"