Chapter 225: Take Off the Vest, I Still Recognize You!

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Ha, too!

In the Sixth Company's second‑floor washroom, Kang Changyi, who had just finished training, was drenched in sweat.

He stripped off his training uniform, now dark‑gray from sweat stains, wrung out the sweat with force, shook it, and put it back on.

Then he turned on the faucet, splashed his greasy face with cold water, and pressed his mouth to the tap, gulping several mouthfuls in succession.

In the scorching summer, the tap water was only lukewarm, making him want to strip naked and lie in the basin for a proper wash.

But considering he was part of a high‑quality group, doing so would be indecent, so he didn't.

However, the dopamine surge after the intense physical training gave him an odd exhilaration.

It made Kang Changyi feel brimming with power, as if he could kill a sow with a single punch!

"Just wait and see; it won't be long before I'm reinstated to my former post and climb back to the peak!"

Just as he rubbed his head with a towel, walking out while cheering himself on,

he heard a rapid "deng‑deng‑deng" of footsteps on the stairs, followed by a crowd of excited people rushing down.

Puzzled, Kang Changyi quickly grabbed Chen Panpan, the Sixth Company's "standard measurement unit" coming down the stairs, and asked about the situation.

"What are you going to do, what happened?"

"A Military Police just arrived!"

"What's that?"

Kang Changyi didn't understand; a Military Police showing up, such an unlucky thing—what's there to be excited about?

Chen Panpan, agitated, said: "A Military Police made a mistake, apparently offended Brother Lu Yang, got expelled from the Military Police Battalion, and was transferred to our company!"

"No way, is it real?"

Kang Changyi's excitement was visible to the naked eye, his eyes sparkling.

Chen Panpan: "Of course it's true, the vehicle has already rolled in. Don't hold me back; I want to go watch the commotion!"

Chen Panpan sprinted down the stairs, and Kang Changyi tossed the towel over his neck, wildly thrilled as he followed down to join the spectacle.

"Where is it?"

"Where's the Military Police?"

"Let me see, let me see!"

The others were just there to watch the fun.

But Kang Changyi was different; he was purely excited.

At present, he was at the bottom of the Sixth Company's food chain, but once this Military Police arrived, he would no longer be last.

Military Police are not combat troops; their training load is negligible, so their physical ability could never surpass Kang Changyi's.

Moreover, the white‑hat comes with a built‑in "global mockery skill", so for a long time that guy will draw the entire company's fire, making his life much easier.

At this moment, a military vehicle pulled up on the open ground in front of the Flag Platform, and Lu Yang stepped out of the car with Zhang Jiaheng, whose face was ashen.

A crowd had already gathered around; Kang Changyi arrived a bit late but shoved his way forward with all his might.

"Excuse me, excuse me!"

"Make way, make way!"

"Whoa, isn't that the kid who caused trouble in the Cafeteria earlier?"

"Kid, you think we can't recognize you because you're not wearing a vest? Take off the vest, I still recognize you!"

Everyone around wore a lecherous grin, like a pack of wolves eyeing a vulnerable girl; if not for the Instructor and Lu Yang, they'd probably have rushed forward by now.

Zhang Jiaheng was also terrified at this point; on the way here he'd prepared for the worst, yet the situation turned out even worse than he imagined.

It truly proves that every cause has its effect; your retribution is this very sentence of mine.

Ma Qing'an walked over from the company office, shouting loudly: "What's the fuss, what's the fuss?"

"Line up properly, everyone assemble!"

"Clomp clomp clomp…"

The rapid footsteps hammered the cement like drumbeats.

In no time, the chaotic crowd compressed into a block like a tofu cube.

Then came a series of roll calls and the commands "Stand at attention, at ease", and Lu Yang also joined the ranks.

Ma Qing'an lifted a hand, pinched Zhang Jiaheng's shoulder, and flashed a smile that was useless even if he were scared.

"Let me introduce him; he's practically an old friend of ours. Many of us have probably erred and been punished by him, right?"

"But now he's no longer a Military Police; he's been transferred to our company and will soon become one of us."

"I hope that over the coming period, everyone will forget his former Military Police identity…"

Ma Qing'an pronounced the words "Military Police" with heavy emphasis, clearly stressing his identity.

Under more than a hundred hostile stares, Zhang Jiaheng's calves trembled, stripped of his protective skin.

Ma Qing'an said with a beaming smile: "Everyone should help him improve, help him integrate quickly; our Sixth Company family must stay close‑knit!"

"Yes!"

Everyone wore a goofy grin, as if about to stick out their tongues.

He Zhen Tao followed quickly: "Lu Yang, I originally planned to place him in your First Platoon, but considering his personal grudges and friction with you, I think that's still not ideal."

The Instructor's "grudges" and "friction" were enunciated heavily.

Zhou Kaidong, Cheng Jun, Liu Ziqiang, Sun Chen, Chen Panpan and others instantly gave cold looks.

From that, they could confirm that the guy had indeed provoked Lu Yang, hence his fate.

In response, they could only say one word: "Deserved!"

Who did he offend, yet he still goes to kick the steel plate?

If you're not unlucky, who is?

Report to the Instructor!

Lu Yang suddenly spoke: "I think we should put Comrade Zhang Jiaheng in our company's best, best-performing class, so that he can be helped to make progress, quickly adapt and integrate into this new collective!"

Ma Qing'an raised a finger: "Hmm, this idea is good!"

He coughed and said: "In a moment, everyone will do a fully armed 15-kilometer cross-country run; the class with the best scores will be responsible for taking in the new comrades, everyone agree?"

Okay!

The troop quickly dispersed, rushing toward the dormitory building.

Soon, everyone had fully armed themselves, donned their equipment, picked up their guns, and regrouped here.

At the sound of a command, a figure stuck out his tongue and rushed out first.

Kang Changyi was almost in a state of madness, as if he had taken drugs.

Hehehe, Military Police, hehe, Military Police soldiers, from our class, come to our class!

This kid must be in our sixth class; nobody is allowed to take him; I want to look after him well and help him improve!

Ma Qing'an put his arm around Zhang Jiaheng's shoulders and said with a bright smile.

Look, look how popular you are; before you came, I hadn't seen such high training enthusiasm from everyone for a long time.

Company Commander Ma, can you let me go? I don't want to stay here...

Zhang Jiaheng couldn't hold it in any longer; he was terrified that in the middle of the night someone would smother his head with a pillow and beat him.

He knows exactly what he's done in the past; isn't this just like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth?

Ma Qing'an laughed: "Just arrived and you want to leave? Do you look down on our company?"

No, no, absolutely not.

No, just stay put; we will definitely help you improve.

Zhang Jiaheng gulped, his throat going 'gudong gudong', panicking to death, he could only turn his gaze to He Zhen Tao for help.

He Zhen Tao gave a cold smile: "Back in the New Recruit Company, I really didn't notice, you little brat, your mind is so scheming, so narrow-minded."

Stopping Lu Yang's car, doubting his identity, the alcohol tester didn't even light up, yet you forcibly detained him—how could you dislike seeing someone do well?

This time, having fallen into our hands, the only thing you can do is tuck your tail and behave, then exert yourself to the limit in physical training.

If your scores go up, you'll be safe; if they don't go up, hehe, hehe, good luck to you...