I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

Zhao Yuanchao became angrier the more he thought about it.

"Let's just forget about Wu Hanfeng."

"I knew that kid never played by the rules."

"But when Zhao Yihang was in the Third Company, he was just a little lively."

"When did he become like this?"

Li Cuicui hesitated for a moment.

"One may become influenced by one's surroundings."

Zhao Yuanchao looked at him.

"You call this 'red'?"

Li Cuicui immediately changed her tune.

"Those who live near Wu..."

He thought for a long time but couldn't find a suitable word.

Wang Gang continued:

"Those who live near Wu go mad."

Long Weiguo finally burst out laughing.

Zhao Long almost couldn't hold back either, and quickly lowered his head.

Only Zhao Yuanchao couldn't laugh at all.

He pointed at Li Cuicui and Zhao Long, and said irritably, "Why didn't you report to the division before sending them away?"

"Why didn't you tell me?"

Li Cuicui whispered, "At the time, I mainly considered that if you knew, you might not agree."

"nonsense!"

Zhao Yuanchao angrily retorted, "If I had known you sent both of them together, would I have agreed to it?"

"Wu Hanfeng alone is enough to cause trouble!"

"Let's add Zhao Yihang, who's hoping to get his father punished!"

"You're not sending trainees to the training camp."

"You threw two sparks into the powder keg at the same time!"

Zhao Long couldn't help but say, "Commander, strictly speaking, Wu Hanfeng is the one who's like a powder keg."

"Zhao Yihang was at most someone who started the fire."

Is there a difference?

"The powder depot won't explode on its own."

Zhao Yuanchao stared intently at him.

"You mean, this is mainly my son's fault?"

Zhao Long's body stiffened.

"That's not what I meant."

"So what do you mean?"

"What I mean is..."

Zhao Long's brain was working at lightning speed.

"They encouraged and improved each other."

There was a two-second silence.

Li Cuicui slowly raised her thumb.

He truly deserves to be called a political commissar.

At times like these, they can still manage to portray "going with the flow" as "mutual improvement."

His language skills are indeed better than those of the regimental commander.

Zhao Yuanchao was so angry he laughed.

"What a wonderful idea of ​​mutual improvement!"

"Force the leaders at the army, division, and regiment levels to write self-criticisms on the grass."

"If we give them a few more months of training, are we planning to have them stand guard at the entrance of the military headquarters?"

Li Cuicui thought about it carefully.

"Probably not."

Why?

"The military headquarters is quite far from here."

Zhao Yuanchao: "..."

He raised his hand, intending to throw the examination device he was holding at them.

Li Cuicui reacted quickly and immediately took a step back.

"Commander, the materials must not be damaged during inspection!"

"It's due tomorrow morning!"

Zhao Yuanchao's hand, which was halfway raised, abruptly stopped.

Don't smash it.

This stack of papers represents the culmination of nearly ten hours of writing today.

If he really smashes it up and throws in a page or two, he won't just be adding three thousand words tonight.

I might have to rewrite what I lost.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yuanchao could only hug the paper tightly again.

Li Cuicui secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, it was neither the army commander nor the political commissar who saved him.

This is an inspection that Zhao Yuanchao has not yet completed.

Long Weiguo looked at the people in front of him, smiled and waved his hand.

"Alright."

"What's done is done, there's no point in investigating who delivered it."

Zhao Yuanchao said, "Commander, you've finished writing it, so of course you feel it's meaningless."

"I still have over three thousand words left!"

"Then hurry up."

Long Weiguo raised his hand and glanced at the time.

"It's already past nine o'clock."

"At a rate of 1,000 words per hour, I should be able to finish writing by around midnight."

Zhao Yuanchao's eyes widened.

"Around 12 o'clock?"

"After I finish writing, I can sleep for a few hours."

"You make it sound so easy!"

Long Weiguo laughed and said, "It's not a big problem for young people to stay up all night once in a while."

Zhao Yuanchao couldn't help but ask, "Commander, how old am I?"

"When Zhao Yihang was moving the stone block for you earlier, he said you were old."

"Does being required to write a self-criticism all night make me a young person?"

Wang Gang, standing nearby, said, "Age is something that should be handled flexibly according to the needs of the job."

"Shut up too!"

After a few more words, the lights on the training field were gradually turned off.

The command for roll call could be heard from the barracks in the distance.

Zhao Yuanchao looked at Long Weiguo.

"Commander, it's too late today."

"It will take quite a while to get back to the military headquarters."

"How about we stay at the division's guesthouse tonight?"

"Leave after breakfast tomorrow morning."

Long Weiguo thought for a moment and nodded, "Alright."

"Everyone's exhausted after a long day."

Zhao Yuanchao immediately turned around, preparing to have someone arrange a room.

Long Weiguo, however, looked at Li Cuicui and Zhao Long.

"Old Li, Zhao Long, neither of you should go back."

Li Cuicui and Zhao Long were both stunned.

The relaxed expression on his face froze again.

"Commander, shall we stay here too?"

"right."

"Let's stay at the guesthouse together tonight."

"I have something to discuss with you tomorrow morning."

Li Cuicui's heart sank suddenly.

Zhao Long's eyelids twitched violently.

We need to discuss something tomorrow morning.

What are we discussing?

Could it be that they discussed how to send Wu Hanfeng and Zhao Yihang to the training camp, leading to the division of responsibility for the collective self-criticism written by the army, division, and regiment leaders today?

This kind of thing requires the army commander to personally discuss it with them.

Doesn't this sound like they're trying to understand the situation from the person involved before announcing a decision?

Li Cuicui quickly replied, "Commander, there is indeed still work to be done in the regiment."

Zhao Long nodded repeatedly.

"right."

"The spirit of the meeting needs to be conveyed as soon as possible."

Long Weiguo said, "I'll convey it again tomorrow."

"But I'm on duty..."

"Your unit can't function after just one night without two commanding officers?"

"It can operate."

"Then stay here."

"Tomorrow morning at seven o'clock, at the guesthouse restaurant."

Don't be late.

"yes!"

The two could only stand at attention and agree.

But after answering, the expression on his face was even more solemn than when he was writing the 10,000-word self-criticism.

Writing a self-criticism at least lets you know what you're facing.

The outcome of tomorrow morning's conversation is entirely unknown.

The unknown is often more frightening than ten thousand words.

Seeing the two men get their comeuppance, Zhao Yuanchao finally felt a little better.

"Did you hear me?"

"No one's getting away tonight."

Li Cuicui couldn't help but ask, "Commander, are you also staying at the guesthouse?"

Zhao Yuanchao patted the examination box in his arms.

"I stayed here so I could work through the night to complete the punishment!"

"You're staying here because the commander has business to attend to tomorrow morning!"

"Can their properties be the same?"

Zhao Long whispered, "Judging from the results, none of us can go back."

Zhao Yuanchao's eyes widened.

"Say one more word, and I'll make you write the remaining three thousand words with me!"

Zhao Long immediately shut up.

Li Cuicui also subconsciously took a half step back.

Write a self-criticism for your teacher?

Even if he had ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare to do that.

Putting aside the fact that ghostwriting violates regulations.

Even if Zhao Yuanchao dared to offer it, he wouldn't dare to accept it.

If Zhao Yihang really finds out the handwriting is different tomorrow morning, Zhao Yuanchao will at most add another five thousand.

He and Zhao Long will probably have to each add 10,000.

The group quickly got into the car and headed to the division's guesthouse.

As the vehicle drove out of the training camp gate, Zhao Yuanchao was still holding that stack of letters.

Long Weiguo sat to the side and glanced at it.

"There is a table in the guesthouse room."

Zhao Yuanchao remained expressionless.

"Thank you for your concern, Commander."

Wang Gang also said, "I'll have someone prepare two pens for you."

"Need not."

"Get another dictionary."

What dictionary should I use to write my self-criticism?

"To prevent typos."

Wang Gang laughed and said, "Didn't Zhao Yihang say there would be another inspection tomorrow?"

Zhao Yuanchao's face immediately darkened again.

The vehicle gradually drove away.

The training corps finally returned to silence.