I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

Temporary garrison of the Third Company of the Third Regiment.

Several military green tents have been set up.

Some soldiers are carrying supplies.

Some people were squatting by the open space, checking the equipment needed for tomorrow's exercise.

Company Commander Chen Zhiyuan stood beside a military vehicle, directing several soldiers to unload the last few boxes of supplies.

"Reinforce that tent over there!"

"It might get windy tonight!"

"Keep communication equipment separate; don't mix it with daily necessities!"

"He Dong!"

"arrive!"

Not far away, He Dong ran over carrying a box.

"Company commander, what's the matter?"

"Take two people and deliver these things to the second squad's tent."

"yes!"

Just as He Dong was about to turn around, the sentry in charge of guarding the camp suddenly ran over from a distance.

"Company Commander!"

"People from the training corps have arrived!"

Chen Zhiyuan didn't even look up.

"So what if they're coming? What's the panic?"

"Who's here?"

The sentry took a breath.

"Old Soldier Wu!"

Chen Zhiyuan paused abruptly while holding the material registration form.

Zhou Haibo, who was moving things, looked up.

Wang Tao also poked his head out of the tent.

Liu Yang put down the rope in his hand and looked towards the entrance of the camp.

He Dong immediately loosened his grip on the box.

boom!

The box fell directly to the ground.

Fortunately, it contained only daily necessities, so nothing was broken.

Chen Zhiyuan glared at him.

Why are you so agitated?

He Dong didn't even bother to pick up the boxes.

"Is the deputy squad leader back?"

Before he could finish speaking, he had already taken off running towards the camp entrance.

The speed was so fast that even Chen Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment.

"Why doesn't this kid run this fast during training?"

Zhou Haibo laughed and said, "I saw my family."

Liu Yang asked, "What relatives?"

"I saw the old squad leader who had been causing him trouble for half a year."

The group exchanged smiles and then headed towards the entrance.

at this time.

Wu Hanfeng had already led Zhao Yihang and others into the Third Company's garrison.

Many soldiers from the Third Company recognized them along the way and surrounded them.

"Squad Leader Wu!"

"Brother Feng!"

"Zhao Yihang!"

"Qian Kun, you guys actually know how to come back?"

"I heard you guys caused quite a stir in the training camp!"

"It's more than just big!"

"I heard that several captains and squad leaders in the training team got dizzy from being led around like that!"

"Really?"

"It was a veteran from the neighboring Second Company who went to the training camp who called back. How could it be false?"

"I also heard they arrested the army commander!"

The discussion grew louder and louder.

Before long, Wu Hanfeng and his companions were surrounded by their old comrades.

Qian Kun puffed out his chest, his face showing a hint of pride, as if he were returning home in glory.

"See that?"

"We've only been gone from Sanlian for a little over half a month, and the legend is still circulating here."

Ma Teng glanced at him.

What legends do you have?

"Getting a pig injection after running until you're dizzy?"

The smugness on Qian Kun's face vanished instantly.

"Could you mention some of your glorious deeds?"

Sun Dawei asked seriously, "Does writing a collective self-criticism count?"

"roll!"

As everyone was talking, a figure suddenly rushed out from behind the crowd.

"Deputy Squad Leader!"

He Dong shouted particularly loudly.

He rushed up to Wu Hanfeng, opened his arms, as if to give Wu Hanfeng a warm hug.

Wu Hanfeng also smiled and opened his arms.

As a result, halfway through his charge, He Dong's gaze suddenly passed over Wu Hanfeng and landed on Zhao Yihang.

To be more precise.

It landed on Zhao Yihang's head.

Although Zhao Yihang was not wearing a military police helmet at this moment, He Dong's eyes seemed to automatically conjure up the image of the silver helmet that originally belonged to him.

His steps suddenly stopped.

The enthusiasm on her face gradually became complicated.

Zhao Yihang felt extremely uncomfortable under his gaze.

"Brother Dong, why are you looking at me like that?"

He Dong remained silent.

I simply looked him up and down carefully.

Then he asked quietly, "Does my disciplinary uniform fit me well?"

The scene fell silent instantly.

Followed by.

The soldiers of the surrounding Third Company all burst out laughing.

Wu Hanfeng couldn't help but smile.

Zhao Yihang coughed lightly.

"It fits perfectly."

He Dong's face twitched.

"Where's the helmet?"

"That's suitable too."

"Where's the armband?"

"Pretty impressive."

"Is the notebook easy to use?"

"good."

"Is the body camera footage clear?"

Zhao Yihang thought for a moment.

"Very clear."

"I filmed the whole thing when I was dealing with the leaders of the military division."

He Dong: "..."

It felt like he'd been punched in the chest.

Heartbreak!

Too heartbreaking!

He Dongcai was Wu Hanfeng's first assistant military police officer, personally selected by him.

When he first received his identity, he was so excited that he couldn't sleep for several days in a row.

Walking around the camp, you almost want to have the words "military police" written on your face.

He even gave himself a majestic nickname – He Sanjun.

The results of it?

After the training list for the division's training team was released, Wu Hanfeng, Zhao Yihang, Qian Kun, Ma Teng, and Sun Dawei all went.

He was the only one who didn't go.

The reason is quite simple.

The foundation is relatively weak.

They need to stay in the Third Company for intensive training.

He Dong tried to comfort himself, thinking that staying in the Third Company wasn't so bad.

At least I am still a proper assistant military police officer.

He can still go out on duty with Wu Hanfeng whenever he has time.

As a result, before Wu Hanfeng went to the training team, he took his disciplinary uniform with him.

Not long after that.

Zhao Yihang, dressed in his clothes, wearing his helmet, and carrying his notebook, first disciplined the team leader and squad leader in the training team.

Then the discipline inspection team was also investigated.

The last one was even more outrageous.

He surrounded the army commander, division commander, division political commissar, and a large group of army and division leaders on the training ground and made them write a 10,000-word self-criticism.

Even the division commander, Zhao Yuanchao, was punished with 15,000 words of punishment.

The news reached the Third Regiment that day.

He Dong sat alone in his dormitory for a full half hour.

He wasn't shocked.

It's heartbreaking.

That should have been his highlight moment!

If he also went to the training team.

The person who stood in front of the army commander and shouted sternly, "Stand at attention and accept inspection!" might very well be He Dong!

Thinking of this, He Dong looked at Zhao Yihang with even more resentment.

"Do you know that those clothes were originally mine?"

Zhao Yihang nodded.

"Know."

"That's a symbol of my position as an assistant!"

"I know that too."

"You wore my clothes and my helmet, and you still managed to provoke the army commander, division commander, and other military leaders?"

"To be precise, it's assisting Brother Feng in his work."

Zhao Yihang corrected, "I do not have independent law enforcement authority."

He Dong gritted his teeth.

Does it matter?

"You've experienced all sorts of things I might never encounter in my entire life!"

"Do you know what the people in the Third Regiment think of me now?"

Zhao Yihang asked curiously, "What do you think?"

He Dong's face was filled with grief and indignation.

"They're saying I'm the former assistant who was replaced!"

The surrounding area immediately burst into laughter.

Someone couldn't help but shout, "He Sanjun, try to think more positively!"

"Although Zhao Yihang took your place, he also took a beating for you!"

"that is!"

"I heard that Commander Zhao whipped himself with a belt all morning!"

"That's called power and risk going hand in hand!"

Hearing this, He Dong felt a little better.

He turned to look at Zhao Yihang.

"You really got hit?"

Zhao Yihang's smile froze.

"That's all in the past."

"Was it too hard?"

"good."

"What did you use?"

Zhao Yihang said with a dark face, "Belt, fists, feet."

After hearing this, He Dong felt completely at peace.

"That's alright then."

"You can continue to wear the police uniform."

"I really can't afford this price."

Zhao Yihang: "..."

Your attitude changed so quickly, you're really pragmatic.