Chapter 240: Kang Changyi: I Was Born to Rebel!

"Comrade, please stop!"

"Want to run? Bring him down for me!"

"Jiaheng, you really are the pride of our old Zhang family; our whole family is proud of you!"

Late at night, in the Sixth Squad dormitory, Zhang Jiaheng curled up and slept soundly.

In his dream, he put on a silver steel helmet and patrolled near the station, displaying a dashing, heroic bearing.

Even when he got home, his father respectfully poured tea and water for him, praising him as the pride of the old Zhang family.

But just as a group of people banged drums and cymbals, carrying a Merit Plaque to present, an obnoxious voice rang in his ears.

"Wake up, wake up!"

"Airplane brother, get up, take your post, quick!"

Zhang Jiaheng groggily opened his eyes and saw Liu Ziqiang impatiently shoving him.

He scrambled out of bed, rubbed his eyes, glanced at the watch under his pillow: "Is it still five minutes?"

Liu Ziqiang glared at him: "Didn't you know the shift change has to be early? Hurry up, don't dawdle!"

Zhang Jiaheng, full of complaints, climbed out of the blankets; the 0–2 night shift is the hardest to stand.

But oddly, other squads rotate, while the Sixth Squad always makes him stand each time.

He reported it upward several times, and the reply was always that it was to train him, to help him integrate better into the group.

But Zhang Jiaheng knew well that this was a "retaliatory strike" and "deliberate harassment" against him as a former Military Police.

If it weren't for that, he wouldn't have dragged Kang Changyi, the good‑for‑nothing, into forming a victims' alliance to resist Lu Yang's "oppression".

He put on his clothes, grabbed his gear, yawned, and went to the Sixth Squad's guard post, standing there like a wooden stake.

The post, near the base of the wall, was relatively remote, so occasionally slacking off and dozing while standing wasn't a big issue.

Just as his eyelids fluttered and he slipped back into drowsiness, a "croak" caught his attention.

He turned his head and saw a dark shape moving among the weeds; it looked like a toad?

"It's already autumn, and there's still a toad?"

Zhang Jiaheng glanced left and right, then drew the electric baton at his waist.

He then squatted and jabbed the toad with the electric baton.

After a few strikes, the electrified toad flipped onto its belly, sprawled in a cross, and soon fell silent.

He imagined how satisfying it would be to use this thing to zap Lu Yang's rear while he was on the toilet, when suddenly the lights went out and darkness enveloped him.

"Take him down!"

After those hoarse words, a flurry of shoving began.

Caught off guard, Zhang Jiaheng was knocked to the ground.

He shouted for help repeatedly, but it was useless.

"Assault troops, do you dare to assault?"

"Let me go, let me go, or else… what are you doing, what exactly do you want!"

Three or four people held Zhang Jiaheng down, and he thought they were a gang waiting to retaliate.

But unexpectedly, his jacket zipper was pulled open and his belt was loosely undone.

When his trousers were ripped off, he truly panicked, a terror that tightened his toes from the inside out.

Zhang Jiaheng was still confident about his looks and figure.

He even confidently thought that if he didn't join the army, he'd definitely become a male model.

After all, the criteria for selecting Military Police required height and good looks, to serve as the unit's front face.

So he had reason to believe those guys were nothing but flower thieves like Tian Boliang, coveting his male beauty!

"Muggers, someone, there's a mugger here!"

"Let me go, I beg you, let me go!"

Zhang Jiaheng kept struggling, but the more he fought, the rougher the assailants became.

After taking a slap, he finally fell silent, but immediately a series of crackling phone flashbang sounds erupted.

"Kid, from now on walk with your tail between your legs, or these photos will appear in your old unit tomorrow!"

"Who exactly are you, and why are you doing this to me?"

Zhang Jiaheng was still humiliatedly covered by a hood, yet could feel the cold chill on his body.

The other's hoarse voice, patting his face, said: "If you want no one to know, better not do it yourself. Let's go!"

Footsteps quickly receded; Zhang Jiaheng scrambled up, removed the hood, but the few people were already gone.

At this moment, he was left with only his underwear and a pair of socks exposing his toes.

A cold gust blew, chilling him to the bone, and he could only helplessly hug himself.

Zhang Jiaheng suddenly jolted, hurriedly looked down to search, only to find that the incriminating evidence he had painstakingly collected, hidden in his underwear, had vanished.

In that instant, he snapped awake, finally realizing who had betrayed him!

"Kang Changyi, you son of a bitch, you betrayed me!"

"Brothers are heart to heart, but you play mind games with your brother; that's so unprincipled!"

Just then, a beam of flashlight from afar flashed, dazzling him, forcing him to turn his head and squint, unable to open his eyes.

When he focused, the newcomer turned out to be a white‑hat, and Zhang recognized him.

It was the Military Police he had previously served with at the Sixth Company.

"Sun, Assistant Squad Leader!"

"Zhang Jiaheng?"

The person gave him an odd look, sizing up Zhang Jiaheng's current appearance.

Why are you not wearing clothes in the middle of the night, doing abstract here?

I—I wasn't doing abstract!

If you're not doing abstract, then why are you playing fruit run in the camp?

I—I was attacked! At least three, no, four of them. They came up and covered my face with a burlap sack, groping me. One might be the former Platoon Leader, the other is definitely the current Platoon Leader Lu Yang!

What a chaotic mess, donkey's head doesn't match the horse's mouth?

The Military Police furrowed his brows, suspecting he was sleepwalking at this hour, or perhaps he had been drinking.

Otherwise, why would he babble nonsense and do performance art here?

There's a toad over here!

The companion spotted a dead toad on the ground, limbs splayed.

After checking, the two immediately turned their gaze toward him.

I heard that the toad's back contains toxin; licking it can cause hallucinations.

Did you, while on guard duty, lick the toad's poisonous sac on its back and get a hallucination?

Zhang Jiaheng was numb; what the hell is this logic?

Just because you see a toad, you must lick it?

If you saw a clump of dog poop on the side, would you eat the leftovers yourself?

He passively tightened his butt, looking at the other side with righteous words, trying to restore the sequence of events.

Assistant Squad Leader Sun, I don't have time to joke with you; I was really attacked.

The people who attacked me are in the camp; I can take you to find them, we'll definitely find some clues!

No need!

The Military Police known as Assistant Squad Leader Sun grabbed his arm, expressionless, and said.

Compared to someone staying up all night, doing nothing but giving you a free pass, I'd rather believe you licked the toad, causing hallucinations.

Take a photo as evidence, take the toad away, and you also put on your clothes and come with us.

Damn!

Zhang Jiaheng flung his arm and quit: "Are you still being unreasonable? I already said I'm innocent, why are you treating me like this? Do you really use your own people to boost performance?"

Assistant Squad Leader Sun coldly looked at him: "Sorry, we're just enforcing the law impartially, please cooperate. Otherwise, we may have to take coercive measures."

Your mother...

Insulting the Military Police adds a higher charge, note it down!

I f*** your grandpa!

Zhang Jiaheng's blood boiled; he rushed forward, punched the other, then bolted.

Assistant Squad Leader Sun covered his bleeding nose, stunned.

You, you actually dared to hit a Military Police? Absolutely lawless!

Grab him, don't let him run; we must bind him and bring him back for sentencing!

Everyone in the Shushe lou was startled, running to the corridor to watch the commotion.

From afar they saw on the field a guy in underwear sprinting wildly.

Two furious white‑hat soldiers behind him cursed while chasing; the scene was hilariously comic.

Lu Yang, Zhou Kaidong, Cheng Jun, and Kang Changyi leaned against the rail, exchanged glances, and showed a sly, cunning smile.

Lu Yang glanced at the artistic photos in his phone album, chuckled: "That's what they call the wheel of fortune turning, thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river! Kang Changyi…"

Go!

Your report was timely, well done, this merit is recorded for you!

Yes!

Kang Changyi got extremely excited.

Since childhood, his uncle said he was born rebellious.

Sure enough, right after allying with that guy, he sold people out.

Most importantly, Zhang Jiaheng actually wanted to sabotage the Sixth Company, and secretly report the Company Commander, the Instructor, and several Platoon Leaders for work mistakes.

This seriously crossed the Sixth Company's bottom line, hurting Kang Changyi's feelings toward the unit; it must be reported immediately!

Watching Zhang Jiaheng on the field being caught by two Military Police, who pinned him to the ground like slaughtering a year‑old pig, his heart filled with justice!

The Sixth Company has tormented me a thousand times, yet I treat the Sixth Company like first love! I truly am a good example, truly just, truly a good soldier!

Alright, stop showing off. Lu Yang reminded: "When you should be low‑key, be low‑key; when you should be high‑key, no one will stop you, otherwise this will be your fate."

Got it, I'll definitely pay attention: be low‑key in life, high‑key in deeds!