I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

really.

Zhao Yihang turned to look at him.

"Captain Qin."

"Could you please have someone fetch some more stationery from the study room?"

Qin Gang's lips twitched.

"How much?"

Zhao Yihang glanced at the newly joined personnel.

"Take two hundred tickets first."

"If that's not enough, get more."

Qin Gang: "..."

Two hundred!

The training team may use up more than half of the inspection papers used in the first half of this year in just one day.

This is hardly a military police force.

This is a key customer of the mobile paper mill!

The duty officer quickly brought over two large stacks of letter paper.

I also brought a box of pens.

Zhao Yihang distributed the paper and pens.

All the officers in charge could only join the writing team.

The regimental commander found a patch of grass and sat down cross-legged.

The political commissar of the second regiment squatted down beside them and placed a piece of paper on the meeting materials.

The artillery regimental commander was leaning over his briefcase, and had just written the four words "deep self-criticism" when someone next to him reminded him.

"The title should be clear."

"Ideally, it should be a 'Deep Self-Examination Regarding My Military Appearance and Discipline'."

The artillery regimental commander turned his head.

It was Li Cuicui who reminded him.

How did you know?

Li Cuicui sighed.

"experience."

"If you write it too short, the military police will make you rewrite it."

"Don't emphasize objective reasons in the first paragraph."

Zhao Long also shared, "Don't write anything about hot weather or being in a rush."

"We must start by relaxing our mindset."

"Otherwise, it will be seen as shirking responsibility."

The newly arrived regimental commanders listened with mixed expressions.

How long have these two guys been writing?

They've actually summarized a whole set of experiences!

The regimental commander gritted his teeth.

"Stop pretending to be good people here, you two."

"If you hadn't reported us, would we be sitting here?"

Li Cuicui had an upright and righteous look on her face.

"Reporting is to help comrades progress."

"You should thank me."

"I thank your ancestors!"

"Dare you say that again?"

"I……"

The regimental commander glanced at Zhao Yihang not far away and swallowed back what he was about to say.

"Thank you."

Li Cuicui nodded in satisfaction.

"You're welcome."

The regimental commander's hand was trembling as he held the pen.

Under the shade of a tree.

Zhao Yihang felt even happier looking at the expanded inspection team.

Originally, it was only led by military and divisional leaders.

Now, the commanding officers of the First Regiment, the Second Regiment, the Artillery Regiment, the Communications Regiment, and other units have all joined.

The attendees of the afternoon meeting of division commanders have basically all gathered.

The only difference was that the meeting location changed.

They were supposed to be in the conference room listening to the army commander speak.

Now they sit on the grass and listen to Zhao Yihang point out the problems.

The original plan was to record the minutes of the meeting.

Now it has been changed to writing a personal self-criticism.

It was originally expected to end in a few hours.

Now, when we can leave depends on who finishes writing 10,000 words first.

After writing for more than ten minutes, the newly arrived regimental commanders finally understood why they had waited for so long at the division headquarters without seeing a single leader return.

It's not that I don't want to go back.

There's no going back!

The political commissar of the communications regiment rubbed his aching wrist and couldn't help but sigh.

"I thought the corps commander was here studying training."

"Who knew I was writing a self-criticism?"

The regimental commander of the second regiment standing nearby said, "I was quite touched when they waved to us just now."

"Me too."

"The army commander, division commander, and so many other leaders welcomed them together."

"I thought we were the ones who were especially valued."

The artillery regiment commander sneered.

"Now you know why we value this, right?"

"I'm afraid we'll run away!"

Several people looked at the group of leaders who had arrived early.

Zhao Yuanchao is writing a self-criticism with his head down.

Wang Gang occasionally moves his wrists.

Some officers from the military and division headquarters were lying down, while others were sitting.

Li Cuicui and Zhao Long would occasionally cast "welcome to join" glances at them.

The regimental commander grew angrier the more he looked at it.

"You people are so inhumane!"

"It's bad enough that they got caught, but they even called us over!"

"The military emphasizes collectivism."

"If there are difficulties, we will overcome them together."

"Is this considered difficult?"

"That's ten thousand words!"

Another division-level leader said, "Even 10,000 words is difficult."

"Therefore we should overcome this together."

Regiment Commander: "..."

Good guy.

After they fell into the pit, even their way of speaking became the same.

Zhao Yuanchao raised his head, looked at the newly joined regimental commanders, and finally revealed a rare smile.

"Stop complaining."

"As a leading cadre, you must dare to face the problems when you discover them."

"Writing a self-criticism can help improve one's understanding and awareness."

All the newcomers turned to look at him.

The artillery regimental commander couldn't help but ask, "Division Commander, were you thinking the same thing just now?"

Zhao Yuanchao's smile froze for a moment.

"That's what I think now."

"What happened just now?"

"Shut up, just keep writing!"

Zhao Yuanchao lowered his head and stopped speaking.

Of course, he wouldn't tell everyone that he had almost fallen out with his own son on the spot because of the 15,000 words.

With more people around, time seemed to pass faster.

At the edge of the training field, the scratching sound of pens gliding across letter paper filled the air.

Occasionally, someone would look up and move their neck.

Occasionally, someone would rub their wrist.

Some people, while writing, suddenly forgot how to write a certain character and could only secretly look to the side.

The officers of the group gradually went from being angry and confused to accepting it helplessly.

no way.

The army commander is writing.

Who can get special treatment?

The only thing that's really infuriating is this.

They could have continued waiting at the division headquarters.

Even if I wait until the meeting starts, as long as I don't come, at least I won't have to write this self-criticism.

But they took the initiative to suggest visiting the training team.

Now we've seen it for ourselves.

Not only did I see the training team in action.

He also personally participated in a special training exercise on the endurance of writing in government offices.

After finishing the first page, the regimental commander turned to look at Li Cuicui.

"Old Li."

"What are you doing?"

"I'll remember this."

Li Cuicui looked completely at ease.

Just remember that.

"Put on your hat before getting off the bus next time."

"Who told you that?"

"So what do you want to say?"

The regimental commander gritted his teeth and said, "If you ever come to our regiment, I will definitely treat you well."

"Should we prepare extra paper?"

"I've prepared a whole case for you!"

Li Cuicui snorted coldly.

"I'm not going."

Zhao Long reminded him from the side.

Don't say things like that.

"If Zhao Yihang hears this, he might think that you have a tendency to retaliate against those involved in the investigation."

The regimental commander immediately turned to look at Zhao Yihang.

They breathed a sigh of relief after realizing the other person wasn't paying attention.

He lowered his voice.

"Why are you two so good at labeling people now?"

Li Cuicui calmly replied, "I learned it from my teachers."

Hearing this, Zhao Yuanchao, who was not far away, suddenly looked up.

"What does this have to do with me?"

Li Cuicui immediately lowered her head.

"Reporting to the commander, I didn't say anything!"

Zhao Yuanchao glared at him.

I bowed my head again and wrote the self-criticism.

The group of regimental commanders looked at each other.

Finally, they all showed expressions of helplessness.