Chapter 233: Sixth Company Quietly Holds It In?

"What are you looking at, what are you looking at, what's so good to see?"

"Stop gawking, go do your assignments, memorize your knowledge points."

"I accidentally knocked into something in the dorm, that's why my face is bruised, it has nothing to do with Platoon Leader Lu, and you aren't allowed to indulge in wild speculation!"

"Say, did you hurt yourself?"

……

Zhang Jiaheng has a paper wad jammed in his nose, his eyes are dark circles, looking as pitiful as possible.

Zhou Kaidong opened the phone video and asked him again.

"You fell by yourself, right?"

"Come face the camera, be as happy as possible, smile, smile?"

Zhang Jiaheng's tears streamed down at once.

That's seriously bullying; even the thirteen members of the Qi family aren't as aggrieved as he is.

"Smile, one!"

Lu Yang clenched his sandbag-sized fist and snarled a smile at him.

Zhang Jiaheng's tiger‑like frame trembled, and he hurriedly hooked his mouth corners with two fingers, forcing out a smile uglier than crying.

"I fell by myself, accidentally, it has nothing to do with anyone."

"Kids, please don't copy this."

"Alright, all together~"

Zhou Kaidong hit save, preserving the evidence.

Watching Zhou Kaidong and Lu Yang acting in cahoots, in league together.

Zhang Jiaheng felt the world turned upside down, rites shattered, music ruined.

Until now, he had never imagined that one day he would be filmed in such a humiliating video.

He swore that someday he would return to the summit.

He not only aims to become a Military Police again, but also the top Silver Hat within the Military Police, the Three‑army Military Police!!

……

"Does it hurt?"

"It's… okay."

"Hmm, keep the wound from getting wet, or it may get inflamed. This is anti‑inflammatory medicine; take it according to the dosage……"

Tuan Bu, in the infirmary.

Ma Shuyao is treating a soldier whose knee is injured and suppurating.

After completing the bandaging, she handed the medicine over; the injured soldier thanked her and limped away, supported by the Squad Leader.

Just as Ma Shuyao bent over, back to the doorway, tidying medical waste on the tray, the door behind her quietly opened.

Then a pair of hands gently reached toward her waist, trying to hug her.

Ma Shuyao's face turned pale with shock; she delivered a back kick to the scoundrel's groin, sending him several steps back.

"Oh my god!"

"Huh? Why did you come?"

Ma Shuyao looked at Gao Feng, who was squatting on the ground with a pained expression, and quickly helped him up.

Gao Feng gritted his teeth, lifted his legs, was helped onto a stool, and then produced a rose from behind.

"Here you go."

"You, why are you still giving flowers?"

"Isn't it almost Qixi Festival? I happened to be at Tuan Bu for a meeting, so I dropped by to see you, and then—ouch, it hurts…"

Ma Shuyao apologized: I didn't know it was you, so… are you alright, does it still hurt?

Gao Feng nodded vigorously: It hurts, especially hurts, do you want to examine it?

Ma Shuyao slapped his head, red‑faced, and scolded: "You filthy pervert, I'll take scissors and snip you off!"

She stared at his girlfriend holding scissors, the snip‑snip sound frightening.

Gao Feng's face was full of a silly grin, yet the pain was truly painful.

Ma Shuyao saw the frail one, but that kick was anything but light, striking the vital spot dead on.

"Where did you learn that technique, so vicious?"

"My brother taught me, specifically to guard against rear attacks."

……

"Well taught, cleverly taught, superbly taught!"

Gao Feng could only muster a forced cheer; he pulled a bag of candied roasted chestnuts from his pocket.

Ma Shuyao's eyes lit up; after receiving it she felt it was still warm: "How did you know I wanted chestnuts?"

Gao Feng: On the way here, I passed a roasted snack stall; the owner said it was this year's first batch of chestnuts. Knowing you love them, I bought some for you.

Ma Shuyao was thrilled, immediately peeled one and put it in his mouth, then peeled another for herself: "Hehe, you're so kind."

Gao Feng glanced left and right, asking: "Why are you the only one, where are the others?"

"Second Company is doing field training; Xiao Zhang and Lili went for security, Sister Wang took people to the family courtyard to test blood sugar and blood pressure, and I stayed on duty."

"No wonder."

"Did my brother show up when you came to Tuan Bu for the meeting?"

"He came, but after the meeting he hurried back, and I didn't get a chance to talk to him."

"Fine, he didn't even come to see me."

Ma Shuya was peeling sugar‑fried chestnuts, with a slight complaint on her lips.

Gao Feng laughed and comforted, "Your brother didn't come, so you have me, right? By the way, what has your brother been busy with lately? He looks all mysterious; today he arrived late and left quickly, and no one paid him any attention."

"I don't know."

"Really don't know?"

"Really, don't know."

Gao Feng stared into her eyes, and Ma Shuya's pupils darted left and right, feeling guilty.

"Alright, I know a little. My brother seems to be doing some military theory study lately?"

"What's the point of doing that?"

"Not sure, but he's taking it seriously—attending classes, doing test papers, and there are weekly exams and monthly exams."

Hearing about weekly and monthly exams, Gao Feng's brows knit together, feeling there's definitely something big going on.

First, the Regiment probably knows about this, yet it wasn't mentioned at the meeting, which is quite intriguing.

Ma Qing'an this time is also mysterious, doesn't chatter with anyone, and leaves right after the meeting.

In the past, he would have been assigned like himself, taking a detour to see his younger sister.

This shows Ma Qing'an is especially concerned about this matter, fearing any leak.

But unexpectedly, the leaky little cotton coat still let it out to him; of course, Ma Shuya also gave her brother a fair amount of information.

She is often sent by her brother to spy on the Seventh Company's situation, essentially a "double agent," helping both sides.

"What are you thinking?"

Ma Shuya tapped his head twice with a chestnut.

Gao Feng looked at her: "I'm curious, what's your brother's purpose in doing this?"

Ma Shuya shrugged: "Do I need to answer? The Sixth Company has been under your pressure for so long; they're definitely looking for a chance to win. The reason they haven't disclosed it externally is probably because they want to wait until they see results before making it public."

"You also know what kind of personality my brother has; he always buries himself in work first, and before achieving results, he definitely won't broadcast it outward."

"By the way, what happened to that Military Police who was dismissed last time?"

Gao Feng laughed: "You mean that kid named Zhang Jiaheng? I guess he got pretty messed up. He was a Military Police at the grassroots level, still a single‑minded Military Police; you know what the outcome was."

Ma Shuya at the meeting: "That day, I was really worried the blood test might go wrong; I wanted to help Lu Yang, but there were so many people present…"

"It's fine; in total he only drank a little over a bottle of beer, had some water and peed, then it was over."

"That guy was making a mountain out of a molehill, couldn't stand Lu Yang getting results, deliberately picking fights, which is like shooting himself in the foot."

"He got what he deserved."

"Haha, indeed he deserved it; I guess he probably got taken down. Alright, I won't delay your regular duty; I have something else to do, so I'm leaving."

"Mm, take it easy on the road."

Back at the Seventh Company, Gao Feng immediately called Guo Yongwen, who was training.

In a short while, a sweating Guo Yongwen ran over from the training ground.

"Company Commander, what are the orders?"

"How has Ding Tengfei been performing lately?"

"Company Commander, you already know?"

"Know what?" Gao Feng was full of question marks.

Guo Yongwen said animatedly: "Ding Tengfei now no longer gets sick on the vehicle! That kid's shooting accuracy is decent; I talked with his Squad Leader, and we plan to train him toward becoming a sniper, just about to find a chance to request your approval!"

Gao Feng responded with a nod: "Got it. Whatever you think, go ahead; the Company is short of snipers."

Guo Yongwen clicked his tongue: "Company Commander, at least give some praise. Since Lu Yang came last week, this kid has been training diligently; he can now do over a hundred abdominal rope climbs, and the Whole Company could count them with both hands."

Gao Feng waved impatiently: "Got it, call him diligent, call him hardworking, okay?"

"Alright, with your words it's fine, hehe…"

Guo Yongwen took off his hat, fanned his face, smiling cheerfully.

As the Platoon Leader, he was very satisfied with Ding Tengfei's progress and improvement over the past week.

Not only diligent, but gradually becoming steady, neither arrogant nor impatient, burying himself in hard training, truly showing a drive toward Lu Yang's direction.

Although his talent is lacking by more than a hair, as long as he has the heart and is willing to push forward, these veterans are all willing to run alongside him.

"Yo, you're back? Went to the Regiment for a meeting, any new orders from above?"

Instructor Zhao, having finished his work, also returned from outside and poured himself a glass of water.

Gao Feng had him close the door, then explained the Sixth Company's situation to the two of them.

Guo Yongwen, puzzled, asked: "Company Commander, do you mean the Sixth Company is quietly building up something big?"