I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

"Alright, Captain Lin, it's getting late, we won't bother you any longer."

Wu Hanfeng glanced at his watch. "The rectification report should be delivered to the Garrison Command's Military Discipline Section within three days. We'll contact you by phone if anything comes up."

"Alright, alright, Comrade Wu, take care!"

Lin Jianfeng and Shen Yan escorted them all the way to the gate, watching the two cars drive away one after the other before their smiles gradually faded.

The next second, the gentle look on Lin Jianfeng's face vanished completely. He turned around abruptly, his eyes sweeping over the group of people standing behind him like knives.

In an instant, his aura transformed from that of a friendly old comrade-in-arms back into that of an absolute and decisive detachment leader.

"Great, that's wonderful."

He gave a cold laugh, which sent a chill down the spines of everyone present.

"The military police came and took a look around, and they found an iPhone, ice-cold beer, and half a building full of snacks and playing cards."

"What have I always told you? Discipline and conduct must be constantly emphasized! Is this how you enforce it for me? Huh?"

"Zhang Kai!"

"Here!" Zhang Kai stepped forward, his back ramrod straight.

"Starting tomorrow, the entire detachment will undergo a month-long rectification campaign to improve conduct and discipline!"

"Get up half an hour early every morning to tidy up your dorm room, check each room one by one, the angle of the toothbrush holder cannot be more than one degree, and the height difference of the towel hanging cannot be more than one centimeter!"

"Security training is held twice a week, with a closed-book exam for all personnel. A score below 90 is considered failing. Those who fail must retake the exam, and those who fail the retake will receive extra practice until they pass!"

"Special inspections will be conducted to enforce the alcohol ban, with random checks three times a week. Dormitories, warehouses, training grounds, and every nook and cranny of the camp—not an inch can be missed! If even a drop of alcohol is found, the person involved will receive a demerit, and the commanding officer of their unit will also be disciplined!"

"And the camp sanitation is another matter. The entire brigade will do a thorough cleaning over the next two days. Clean every nook and cranny, even fill in the ant holes!"

"I'll see if there's anywhere else I can bury beer!"

A series of orders were issued, and the faces of the armed police officers present turned green.

Get up half an hour earlier?

Are you always fussy about housekeeping?

Twice-weekly classified exams?

This isn't a rectification, it's skinning you alive!

Running five kilometers in full gear left me exhausted, but a day of rest will help me recover.

But this daily grind of housekeeping, memorizing regulations, and taking exams is a double torture of mind and body, even more devastating than running ten kilometers.

The members of the special operations squadron, in particular, turned pale.

They train so hard every day that they just want to lie down when they get back. Now they have to fight against internal affairs every day and memorize confidentiality regulations.

I can't live like this anymore!

"Wang Rui, Zheng Tao." Lin Jianfeng's gaze fell on the two men, his tone becoming even colder.

"Here!" they both answered simultaneously.

"Special Operations Squadron, double the reorganization."

Lin Jianfeng coldly said, "The internal affairs standards are one level higher than those of the duty brigade, and all personnel must score above 95 on the security test."

"After training every day, we have an extra hour for studying regulations. We don't even get a break on weekends. The whole squadron is tidying up our quarters and checking for potential hazards."

"Zheng Tao".

"To..." Zheng Tao's voice trembled slightly.

"A 5,000-word self-criticism, to be submitted to my office tomorrow morning."

"You will be in charge of leading and supervising this rectification. You will be responsible for checking every single company in the entire detachment. If any company has a problem, I will hold you accountable."

Zheng Tao: "..."

He almost fainted on the spot.

A 5,000-word self-criticism?

He was also tasked with leading and supervising the entire detachment's rectification efforts?

So he's the one who takes the blame, pays the money, and still has to do the work?

Is there any justice in this world?!

He opened his mouth to retort, but when he met Lin Jianfeng's murderous gaze, he swallowed back the words he was about to say, and forced out a sentence: "Yes... I guarantee to complete the mission."

His voice carried a hint of despair.

Lin Jianfeng snorted, flicked his sleeves, and headed towards the office building. After taking a couple of steps, he turned back and said, "Oh, right, take that Cheetah to their regiment first thing tomorrow morning. Make sure it's repaired carefully; don't embarrass me!"

"yes!"

Only after watching the backs of the detachment leader and political commissar disappear into the stairwell did the people in the courtyard dare to breathe a slight sigh of relief.

Wang Rui patted Zheng Tao on the shoulder and sighed, "Brother, please accept my condolences."

Zheng Tao looked up at the sky, wanting to cry but unable to.

He just said that one rude thing.

How did it end up like this?

孽 孽!

The car had just driven out of the gate of the Fierce Tiger Detachment.

Li Cuicui sat in the back row on the right, and as soon as she settled in, she was ready to make trouble.

He had been holding it in the whole way.

My precious car was smashed to pieces, and I haven't settled the score with Wu Hanfeng yet!

I didn't make a scene at the Armed Police Detachment because I was too proud to admit it, but now that I'm in my own car, I have to have a proper talk about it.

"Wu Hanfeng, you tell me what's going on..."

Li Cuicui had just turned her face away and was only halfway through her sentence when a figure flashed beside her.

Like a startled rabbit, Wu Hanfeng let out a "whoop" and pounced on him, burying his face in his chest and resting his head on his shoulder, his voice trembling slightly, full of grievance:

"Commander! You've finally arrived! You have no idea how scared I was!"

Li Cuicui: "???"

He froze, his raised hand hovering in mid-air, the slap he was about to deliver to the back of the head failing him.

What is that?

Scared?

You were acting all high and mighty at the Armed Police detachment just now, like a mountain patrol king, and you even managed to shove the detachment commander into the ground. You even managed to dig up the beer bottles buried in the corner. And now you're telling me you're scared?

You're kidding me!