Chapter 350: Don't Blink—What Are the Eyes For?

Ah, Platoon Leader Lu is really too aloof!

There's no misunderstanding; we only get to know each other by fighting!

Come, come, come in, have a cigarette, have a cup of tea; have you set up your beds? Are the pillows and blankets enough? If not, take ours first!

In the Ninth Squad dormitory, Squad Leader Chen instantly switched from a fierce, angry look to a Maitreya Buddha‑like smile.

As the saying goes, being overly polite never gets blamed; misunderstandings among men arise quickly and disappear even faster.

One cigarette, some snacks, plus a sincerely heartfelt apology can instantly dissolve all misunderstandings.

Lu Yang also sincerely praised the uniqueness of their physical training and said he still has many shortcomings, hoping to humbly learn from them.

All the Ninth Squad soldiers, lifted by Lu Yang, broke into smiles, radiating sunshine and confidence.

Hey, don't say that; your Army also has many things worth us learning from.

If later there's anything you don't understand or lack, come find me anytime.

How does that song go? We soldiers, what's different~

Ah no, that's not right, we should sing this, because we are one family, a loving family~

Hahaha......

Lu Yang and Squad Leader Chen gave each other a hearty hug, laughing, and even though they were drenched in sweat, they didn't mind at all.

Sincerity is the ultimate move; if you want to stay here peacefully for half a month, learn solid reliable stuff, avoid scorn and criticism, playing straight is the best way.

Leaving the Ninth Squad, Lu Yang led a few people to the Eighth Squad and changed his line.

Not everyone here goes to the hospital to "invite" Lu Yang, nor does everyone know about that previous incident.

So Lu Yang switched to the wandering‑hero spiel: "Just arrived at this precious place, unfamiliar with the land and people, hope everyone can look after me," that sort of line.

Then the same cigarette, plus some snacks, a two‑pronged approach to win hearts.

As the saying goes, you don't hit a smiling face, being overly polite never gets blamed; with these two tricks, the next half month will be comfortable.

In the corner, Zou Bin and the other person were both stunned by this series of slick moves; they had originally worried that Lu Yang and his group, being outsiders, would have trouble getting along with others.

But they didn't expect that a few cigarettes would easily resolve it, especially since there was a dark‑skinned big guy inside.

He even took off his shirt, forced himself into a dorm, and it turned out quite lively.

This instant perfect integration gave the two an indescribable weird feeling.

"Where did he learn all this? He's way too slick!"

"You ask me? If I understood this, I wouldn't still be Deputy Political Commissioner, I could be in the Third Detachment, I'd have gone to the headquarters already!"

"Then, are the items still being collected?"

"Everything's already distributed, how could we collect them? That's being a bad guy. Do you believe that just after we stopped collecting, the camp exploded at midnight!"

Zou Bing rubbed his forehead, suddenly unsure whether Lu Yang staying was a good thing or a bad thing.

Later, don't bring those bad habits into their detachment and corrupt these kids.

"Platoon Leader Lu, you got up so early, why not let everyone sleep a bit longer?"

"Whoa, the way you fold your blankets is really skillful, with edges and corners. All the Ninth Squad, come over and see, learn a bit!"

"Eat those buns and mantou heartily; if not enough, there's more over there. Why don't you have pickled veggies on your table? We have them, eat ours, they're the same!"

"Later, will you train with our class? Oh, it's already arranged above, fine, fine, just give a shout if anything, we're all brothers!"

Just on the first day, Lu Yang and the others received such warm hospitality, as if back home.

Originally, Wan Baoshan was calculating, feeling stingy about how much money was spent, upset that good stuff went into others' mouths.

But when he heard Lu Yang say these expenses could be reimbursed by the battalion later, as normal hospitality costs, his mind eased a bit.

While waiting for training to start, Wan Baoshan asked curiously: "Lu Yang, where did you learn this set, how did you instantly hit this group's weak spot?"

Lu Yang lifted his chin at Ding Tengfei: "Got the inspiration from him."

Ding Tengfei used two fingers at the corner of his eye to make an upward gesture, looking very smug.

Especially when Kong Long and others heard that he even had the armed police knead his feet, he wore an incredulous expression.

Ding Tengfei waved his hand: "I'm the one spending money, it's nothing. Brother Yang is the real star, he can get people to press without spending. Late at night, eating hot pot, still watching talent shows."

Lu Yang waved his hand down: "Low‑key, low‑key~"

Just as everyone wanted to ask for details, the squadron commander Yi Mao San came with his men.

This Yi Mao San is someone Lu Yang had met before, the one who leads teams to the hospital to "invite".

"Use me as a benchmark, align with me!"

At Yi Mao San's command, Lu Yang and the others quickly formed ranks, using short steps to tighten the formation.

"At ease!"

"Stand at attention!"

"Speak!"

The armed police's commands were exactly the same as over there, the crowd matched perfectly.

Yi Mao San, hands behind his back, walked back and forth in front of everyone, his gaze landing on the empty spots where their insignia should be.

"First, a self‑introduction: I'm Feng Yishan, Company Commander of the Special Operations Company of the Third Detachment!"

"Report!"

Kong Long shouted first.

Feng Yishan turned his gaze to him: "Speak!"

Kong Long loudly asked: "What is a Special Operations Company?"

Kong Long's question was also what Ding Tengfei and the others were curious about.

Feng Yishan didn't answer, but instead, as if deliberately stumping, looked at Lu Yang.

Do you know?

I know.

Then you answer?

Yes.

Lu Yang saw a light curtain appear before his eyes, and the relevant introduction of the Special Operations Company immediately appeared: "The Special Operations Company is the abbreviation of the Special Duty Company; not all units have a uniform establishment, but rather are set up in certain units according to mission requirements."

It belongs to regiment- or brigade-level units, undertaking special duties such as special operations, reconnaissance, guarding, communications, counter-terrorism, and emergency response.

The Special Operations Company is relatively common in the Armed Police; basically, its functions are similar to those of the Special Operations Brigade, Reconnaissance Company, and Police Reconnaissance Company in the army, navy, and air force units.

Lu Yang's explanation immediately made everyone realize that the unit they were in was absolutely an elite unit of the Third Detachment.

Feng Yishan was somewhat surprised, because even ordinary people who knew about it wouldn't understand it so thoroughly.

It seems this kid really did his homework in advance and studied it seriously.

Feng Yishan stood with his hands behind his back and said sternly: "First, I welcome you all to the Special Operations Company of the Third Detachment, but at the same time I am very unhappy about your arrival, because you will delay us for a full half month!"

Faced with the Special Operations Company Commander's show of authority, not a single person made a sound, nor did anyone show an annoyed expression.

Nobody was a naive newcomer, and no one would get worked up emotionally just because the other side said a few unpleasant things.

Whether it was Lu Yang, Ding Tengfei, or Kong Long, they all underwent transformation and growth over the past year or so.

Like the old slick Wan Baoshan, he completely disregarded this, sticking to his own way: you say yours, I just won't listen.

Feng Yishan naturally didn't expect to shock them with just a few words, but the required procedures still had to be followed.

This is called setting the rules.

"Alright, no more talk, let's jump straight into the lesson."

"Over the next half month, besides basic physical training, I will try to teach you things that your original units didn't have."

After saying that, Feng Yishan glanced at the veteran beside him; the veteran, like a magician, produced a shield and a baton from his back and assumed an attacking stance.

Feng Yishan said: "Baton-shield technique is a mandatory course for the Armed Police; considering that you all come from regular units, this training might prove useful for you in the future."

"It doesn't have to be a shield and baton; in combat, a folding table, stool, or even a dictionary can serve as a shield; as for a baton, things like a spatula, rolling pin, wrench, or wooden stick are easy to find."

"Don't underestimate its power in real combat; in one anti-crime operation, I relied on just a baton and a shield to fight from one end of the street to the other."

"I swung the baton down repeatedly, eyes unblinking like chopping vegetables, and ultimately earned a Second Class Merit Medal in that operation!"

"Report!"

"Speak?"

Lu Yang looked at him and asked: "I want to ask, if you don't blink the whole time, won't your eyes dry out?"

Feng Yishan's eyelids twitched as he said: "I'm telling you about the real-world power of baton-shield technique, and you ask me if my eyes will dry out?"

Lu Yang pulled his eyelids open, staring wide-eyed: "But doing that, your eyes will dry out after a while and even tear up."

"I, I damn........"

Feng Yishan held a baton in his hand, searching the world for a stick.

"Now, let's not discuss the not-blinking issue; we'll jump straight into the lesson."

"Next, I'll demonstrate what a one-second three-baton is; those who want to volunteer to cooperate, step forward."

With a clatter, everyone except Lu Yang took a big step back, each trying to suppress a smirk.

Feng Yishan turned around and happened to see Lu Yang standing out, and sneered: "Lu Yang, you're pretty brave, huh?"

Lu Yang was clueless, full of question marks: "????"