I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

Li Cuicui lowered her head and wrote a few lines, then couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Old Zhao."

"Um?"

"Did we offend all the regimental commanders today?"

Zhao Longchao looked around.

Everyone looked at them with unfriendly eyes.

"almost."

"What will we do when we need to handle matters for other groups in the future?"

"Don't go there often."

"In a meeting?"

"Sit further away."

"What if they want revenge?"

Zhao Long thought for a moment, then looked up at Zhao Yihang, who was not far away.

"I'll take him with me when I go out from now on."

Li Cuicui's eyes lit up slightly.

That makes sense.

"Anyone who dares to retaliate will be dealt with by Zhao Yihang."

The two exchanged a glance.

Suddenly, I felt that the future wasn't so bleak anymore.

However, they did not realize that several regimental commanders around them had heard the conversation clearly.

The regimental commander gripped his pen tightly.

"Li Cuicui!"

"Um?"

"You want to bring your own military police to our unit?"

"I didn't say that."

"I heard you!"

You misheard me.

"Zhao Long also said so!"

Zhao Long immediately lowered his head.

"I'm writing a self-criticism and didn't participate in the discussion."

Li Cuicui: "..."

This guy is as quick as ever to distance himself from me.

The officers of the regiment started cursing again.

"You two are really unfair!"

"Especially Li Cuicui!"

"They saw us coming but didn't warn us; instead, they raised their hands to report us!"

"And Zhao Long, he can recite the list of reported cases more comprehensively than the military police!"

"Just you wait!"

The argument had just begun.

Under the shade of the tree, Zhao Yihang slowly raised his head.

All sounds vanished instantly.

The group of regimental commanders who had just been blaming each other all lowered their heads and began to write furiously.

The movements were so synchronized that it was as if nothing had happened.

Zhao Yihang looked at it for a few seconds, then looked away.

The training ground returned to silence.

Only the sound of turning pages remained.

The whistle to start the afternoon training session rang out quickly.

Inside the dormitory building, groups of students quickly ran out.

The sound of orderly footsteps approached from afar.

Qin Gang was standing at the edge of the training field when he heard the noise, and his eyelids twitched involuntarily.

He suddenly realized a very serious problem.

The trainees who remained at the training ground in the morning were mainly from the teams that were conducting 400-meter obstacle course training.

Not all the trainees from the other squads came out.

The afternoon training session is now in full swing.

All trainees in the training team must pass through here!

In other words, this highly impactful on-site educational experience will be expanded and showcased again.

Qin Gang subconsciously looked at the group of leaders on the grass.

Clearly, the leaders also heard the footsteps.

Some people were even taking advantage of the break to shake their wrists and rub their shoulders.

At that moment, everyone suddenly lowered their heads and began to write furiously.

Their focused expressions made it seem as if, if they wrote diligently enough, passing students wouldn't recognize them.

A student from the first regiment ran along the side of the group.

As he passed the lawn, his gaze unconsciously swept over there.

Then I saw my own regimental commander writing furiously.

The trainees' steps visibly faltered.

He took another two careful looks.

You didn't mistake me!

That's their regimental commander!

Normally, their regimental commander stands on the platform, his military uniform impeccable, his expression serious, and his voice can be heard across half the training ground.

Now, their regimental commander is lying on the grass, his left hand pressing down on the letter paper, his right hand holding a pen, and next to him is a neat stack of self-criticisms filled with writing.

The two images are so different.

The trainee's brain was unable to connect successfully for a moment.

He instinctively called out, "Commander?"

The regimental commander's hand holding the pen suddenly trembled.

The pen drew a long black line on the letter paper.

He didn't look up.

It's not that I didn't hear it.

I don't want to hear it.

The other trainees from the group behind also saw it.

"It really is our regimental commander!"

"Why is the commander lying there?"

"Did you see the paper in his hand?"

"It's like writing a self-criticism."

"The regimental commander was also arrested by the military police?"

The veins on the regimental commander's forehead bulged out little by little.

He desperately wanted to stand up and loudly tell the trainees—

What does it mean to be arrested?

This is a proactive acceptance of disciplinary education!

This is a prime example set by leading cadres!

This is about strictly governing the military, starting with myself!

But when he looked down at the more than seven thousand words he had not yet finished, he swallowed those words back.

Because no matter how you explain it, the fact remains that he's lying here writing a self-criticism.

What's more, there was Zhao Yihang standing in front of him, wearing a police helmet.

The more you explain at this point, the more stubborn you seem.

The regimental commander could only sternly demand, "What are you looking at?"

"Keep your eyes forward!"

The student immediately straightened his back and raised his head.

"yes!"

He agreed very readily.

After running forward for about ten meters, he couldn't help but look back.

The regimental commander quickly picked up a piece of paper and used it to cover half of his face.

Zhao Yihang immediately turned his head.

"That comrade!"

The regimental commander froze.

Zhao Yihang said seriously, "Examination materials are for writing, not for covering up one's face."

"How can I continue to reflect when you're blocking my view?"

Regiment Commander: "..."

He silently put the letter down.

So, his face, which had turned as black as the bottom of a pot, was once again fully exposed to the group of trainees.

The students from the second regiment also passed by quickly.

They were laughing together.

The laughter lasted less than ten seconds before they spotted their own regimental commander and political commissar in the crowd.

The two people sat on the grass, one on each side.

One person placed a piece of paper on their knee.

One was lying on his briefcase.

Although their postures were different, their expressions were remarkably similar.

They all had expressions that said they wished they could temporarily leave the group.

The students from the second regiment immediately stopped laughing.

"Is that our commander?"

"The political commissar was also there."

"Are they writing it too?"

"It looks like there are quite a few words."

"Weren't you supposed to be at the division headquarters for a meeting today? What are you doing here?"

The commander of the Second Regiment turned green upon hearing this.

He suddenly raised his head.

The trainees immediately looked ahead, their expressions serious, and their steps were synchronized.

The barely suppressed smiles on their lips were enough to tell them what they were thinking.

Immediately afterwards, cadets from artillery regiments, communications regiments, and other units also recognized their commanding officers.

A very strange atmosphere gradually emerged throughout the entire training team.

Everyone appeared to be training diligently.

But whenever I pass by a lawn, my eyes involuntarily drift to the side.

Some people were shocked.

Some people were bewildered.

Some people doubted their eyesight.

Some people even ran dozens of meters past the road, then made an excuse to circle back.

"I think I dropped my water bottle."

"Isn't your water bottle hanging on your waist?"

"Perhaps my thoughts have been lost; let me come back and look for them."

"..."

The training enthusiasm of the hundreds of trainees reached an unprecedented level at this moment.

Especially the shuttle run.

I usually find it tiring to run even once.

Many people volunteered to do extra practice today.

There's no other reason.

Each time they turned back, they could see their team leader writing a self-criticism.

This kind of opportunity might not come even once in several years of military service.

If you miss today, you'll probably only be able to hear about it from others.