I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

The playground at around 2 a.m.

Six people surrounded the lamppost, some squatting, some sitting, in all sorts of strange postures.

The only thing they had in common was that their pens never stopped moving, and the handwriting on the paper was getting uglier and uglier.

Liu Zhen's legs were completely numb from squatting.

His current posture is extremely abstract: his left leg is crossed, his right leg is propped up as a backrest, and his notebook is resting on his knee.

"I think... I can't feel my feet anymore." Liu Zhen looked utterly hopeless.

"Congratulations, you're finally free from foot pain," Cao Meng grinned.

"You two, shut up," Qin Gang hissed. "Get back to writing."

Meanwhile, a dozen meters away from the lamppost, on the edge of the playground, Wu Hanfeng and Zhao Yihang had already finished their instant noodles.

Zhao Yihang placed the empty bucket at his feet and asked in a low voice, "Brother Feng, is there any other mission?"

"That's all." Wu Hanfeng waved his hand, yawned, and said, "Go get some sleep."

"Huh?" Zhao Yihang was taken aback. "But... they haven't finished writing yet."

"They can write what they want, why are you standing by them?"

"Look at their progress, it will take at least another three hours."

Zhao Yihang: "Then, Brother Feng, you..."

"I'll stay and take the shift," Wu Hanfeng said, then looked around and walked to a large poplar tree at the edge of the playground.

Then, leaning against the tree trunk, he stretched out his legs, crossed them, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and closed his eyes.

Less than thirty seconds.

Zhao Yihang saw Wu Hanfeng's chest rising and falling rhythmically, his breathing steady and long, and his expression changed from calm to serene.

Feng is asleep.

She falls asleep as soon as she says she wants, and the speed at which she does so is astonishing.

Zhao Yihang stood there, bewildered in the wind for a few seconds.

He thought that when Brother Feng said "on duty," he meant standing straight and watching those people write self-criticisms, but it turned out that the way to be on duty was to sleep against a tree.

Zhao Yihang took one last look at the six figures still diligently writing under the lamppost.

She glanced again at Wu Hanfeng, who was already fast asleep under the tree.

Then he tiptoed out and headed towards the student dormitory building.

As he passed the gate post, he politely nodded to the four sentries.

The four sentries watched him leave with extremely complex expressions.

After Zhao Yihang had walked away, Luo Xiaobei lowered his voice and said incredulously, "That little inspector... went to sleep?"

"It seems so." Chen Peng swallowed.

"What about the other inspector? The one who was in charge, he left too?"

"No." Lu Yong pointed to the big poplar tree by the playground. "Look there."

All three heads turned to look at the same time.

In the shadows beneath the poplar trees, a dark blue outline can be vaguely seen.

The silver-gray helmet was placed to one side, and the figure leaned against the tree trunk, motionless, as if blending into the shadows of the tree.

"Is he...sitting?"

"She's sleeping."

"Sleeping? Six team leaders and squad leaders were writing self-criticisms on the playground until their hands ached, and he was sleeping there?"

"Strictly speaking," Lu Yong said slowly, "he was supervising. Supervising by sleeping."

"What kind of supervision is this?"

"You don't understand," Lu Yong laughed. "The truly capable inspectors supervise with their souls."

"He's asleep, but the radar is on. If those captains dare to slack off, he'll wake up in the next second."

"Squad Leader Lu, this is too unbelievable."

"Just wait and see." Lu Yong chuckled, looking like he was waiting to see a good show.

Zhou Ming suggested in a low voice, "How about... we send someone over, pretending to patrol, and check if he's really asleep?"

"you go?"

"The squad leader should definitely go first! What if I, a greenhorn, am discovered and accused of desertion?"

"I don't believe you for a second." Lu Yong rolled his eyes. "Why didn't you say you were a greenhorn when you were rushing to stand guard?"

"Alright, alright," Chen Peng interrupted their bickering. "Whether he's asleep or not is none of our business."

"Our duty is to stand guard, to observe, and to ensure the safety of the camp."

"Don't focus all your attention on those few people. Look ahead and stay alert."

"Yes!" the three replied in unison, then turned their gaze back toward the playground.

Time passed by, second by second.

In the early hours of the morning, an extremely eerie scene unfolded on the training ground of the instructors.

Four sentries stood in the guard post, motionless like four statues, their eyes all fixed in the same direction.

Under a lamppost a dozen meters away, six people dressed in officer and non-commissioned officer uniforms continued to write diligently.

Further away, under a poplar tree, a military policeman wearing a silver-gray helmet leaned against the trunk, his chest rising and falling slightly.

Suddenly, a loud snoring sound came from under the poplar tree, breaking the silence.

Luo Xiaobei: "He's snoring."

Chen Peng: "I heard you."

Lu Yong: "It's quite rhythmic."

Zhou Ming: "His voice was deep and resonant, and his breath was long and even. He definitely sounded like he was sleeping very soundly."

All three of them turned to look at Zhou Ming.

Are you like an alarm clock? Or have you passed the sleep quality assessment exam?

Zhou Ming said somewhat embarrassedly, "My girlfriend said I snore when I sleep, and that my snoring is too loud. During that period, she stayed up every night to count the number of times I snored."

"Over time, I also developed the habit of counting my snores."

"Where is your girlfriend now?"

"We broke up." A hint of sadness appeared in Zhou Ming's eyes.

"What happens after you break up? You don't need to develop counting snoring into a skill, do you?"

"After the breakup, I realized that sleeping alone is too quiet," Zhou Ming sighed. "But I can't break my habit of counting, so I spend my free time searching online for various snoring audio recordings to count."

"But I've discovered that this hobby of mine also has an advantage."

"What are the benefits?"

"What I can do now is analyze the sleep quality of that inspector."

"Based on my assessment, he is currently in a deep sleep and will not wake up for at least the time being."

Lu Yong patted Zhou Ming on the shoulder with some admiration: "Brother, your skill is quite unique. It will definitely come in very handy in the future."

"I hope so."

Chen Peng's lips twitched.

He suddenly felt that tonight's shift was the most surreal shift he had ever stood since he joined the army.

No, it must have been the strangest scene he had ever witnessed in his life, bar none.

What's even more surreal is that this scene continues.

Under the lamppost, Song Yizhou couldn't hold on any longer, so he put down his pen and stretched his stiff neck.

Then he turned to Liu Zhen and asked, "Captain Liu, is that guy over there... asleep?"

Liu Zhen: "Which one?"

"Wu Hanfeng, that military policeman. He's asleep under the tree."

"so what?"

"So, should we take this opportunity—" Song Yizhou nodded slightly in the direction of Wu Hanfeng with his chin.

……