Chapter 469: Brother Yang, you're going through boiling water and treading fire!

Chief, you, you're looking for me?

Sit down.

Lu Yang was actually quite polite, pulling over a stool.

Zhang Jiaheng was quite nervous, standing against the wall: "I'd rather stay standing; it's more comfortable standing."

Lu Yang shrugged: "Whatever you prefer. I called you over to confirm something; I heard Instructor Sun say you want to join the Military Police—is that true?"

"No, absolutely not!" Zhang Jiaheng vehemently denied: "I never said such a thing; since I've already left the Military Police unit, how could I possibly want to go back?"

Brother Yang, you have to believe me—I have feelings for the Iron Foot; I've been getting along with everyone for so long, how could I possibly do something like betraying my own side?

It must be someone spreading rumors, someone slandering; I, Zhang Jiaheng, cannot coexist with the White Cap in this lifetime!

Seeing Zhang Jiaheng's righteous and solemn appearance, Lu Yang felt amused inside.

So you don't want to be a White Cap?

No!

Really don't want to?

Really, I don't want to at all!

Since that's the case, forget it. I had already paved the way for you—if you were willing, you could go over right away; since you're not willing, forget it...

Zhang Jiaheng froze on the spot, immediately recalling the scene earlier in the cafeteria when Guo Yongwen was promoted on the spot.

Back then everyone speculated that Lu Yang was now different from before, definitely having the ability and connections.

Now the opportunity is right before him; he couldn't miss it, so he immediately changed his tune.

I'm willing to go!

Really?

Absolutely certain!

Don't push yourself too hard; if you don't go, it's fine—I'll just say hello later and call it off.

No, no, no, not at all forced!

Zhang Jiaheng changed his attitude like flipping a page, a 180-degree shift: "Brother Yang, to be honest, I've always dreamed of returning to the Military Police unit; I, I really love being a Military Police officer, I love that uniform so much, I dream of catching people all the time!"

Seeing this guy finally speak the truth, Lu Yang also laughed: "Alright, since you have this intention, I'll help you out; but there are two conditions."

Zhang Jiaheng naturally knew there's no free lunch: "You say it, as long as it's doable, I'll definitely agree!"

Lu Yang raised a finger: "First, after joining the Military Police unit, you're not allowed to pick fights for no reason like before; if possible, look out a bit for our brothers."

"The Special Third Regiment is gone, and we're in unfamiliar territory—every step is hard; if it's not a principled issue, not too serious, let it slide if you can, criticize if you must but absolutely don't report it."

Zhang Jiaheng hesitated not at all: "Brother Yang, rest assured, I have feelings for the Sixth Company and the Regiment as well; during this time, everyone has treated me well, and I've seriously reflected on my past problems."

"If there's any surprise inspection in the future, I'll also give you a heads-up so you can prepare."

Lu Yang laughed; this kid really has made progress—he gets it instantly.

As the enforcer of troop discipline, the Military Police need to be impartial and stern, but they also need worldly wisdom.

Sticking rigidly to doctrine only breeds resentment and expands conflicts; only by being flexible can we broaden the path and do the job well.

Zhang Jiaheng followed up: "What about the second matter?"

Lu Yang: "Have you heard of the Flood Dragon?"

I know, the vanguard of the Navy's Special Operations.

I want you, when on duty in the future, to try to get assigned near their camp and pay special attention to their personnel.

What does that mean?

Catching Special Operations personnel will help your performance and progress.

Oh right!

Zhang Jiaheng slammed his fist into his palm: "How did I not think of that before? But this is a classified unit—I don't know its exact location."

Lu Yang: "I'll tell you a rough location later; try to get duty near there. If you see someone driving recklessly, no insignia on their shoulders, their combat uniform a different color, speaking with their head held high, they're likely one of them."

Especially remember two people: one named Zhao Haishen, a Chief of Staff with shifty eyes—I personally dislike this guy, so don't give him any pleasantries.

The other is named Mao Xiaotiao, code name Lao Mao, a Captain...

Is it also because you dislike him?

No, it's not that—I'll have use for this person later, so when I encounter them I'll look after them to the death.

Zhang Jiaheng gulped, as if listening to a tale from the Arabian Nights.

What is the Flood Dragon unit? It's an absolute Navy T0-level combat unit.

Whether it's combat power, status, or fame, they are beyond the reach of these grassroots units—one can only look up to them.

But Lu Yang not only knows the people inside, he also dislikes their Chief of Staff, even saying he'll have use for a certain person later.

This, this, this—this far exceeds his comprehension, truly leaving him in the dust, admiring them with a five-body prostration.

Just these two conditions—can you do it?

Can!

Zhang Jiaheng raised three fingers, about to swear, when Lu Yang cut him off.

No need to swear—you're my own brother, I trust you.

Boom—

Zhang Jiaheng's inner being shook violently, like a thunderbolt striking down.

These words were nothing short of the greatest recognition for him.

Zhang Jiaheng's nose tingled, his ashamed eye sockets turning red.

Brother Yang, I, I've let you down—I used to envy you, always picking fights with you.

Back then I thought I wasn't any worse than you, yet you always stole the spotlight; now I finally know where the gap between us lies.

"Don't worry, after I join the Military Police I'll definitely reform my ways and look after our own brothers; whenever there's any conduct or discipline rectification, I'll be sure to inform you in advance."

"Also, the two people you mentioned earlier, I've noted them; if you have a problem with them, it's as if you have a problem with my Plane Junior. If he gets angry, I'll seize the chance and go after him to the death!"

Lu Yang reminds that only a breach of discipline can be policed.

Exercise discretion, in moderation, don't force it, and never get yourself involved.

He also says, being in the Military Police isn't easy, it's hard work; you go through wind and rain, even offend people, and you must always keep a fallback.

These words moved Zhang Jiaheng so much that his parents and family couldn't understand and wanted to cut ties with him.

The rank‑and‑file soldiers don't understand, they secretly give him all sorts of nasty nicknames, and even after he leaves service they forcefully send him specialty goods.

Even the head of the Military Police only cares about you: how many people you police, whether the KPI is met, and if you can hit the target.

But only Lu Yang cares about whether you're exhausted from policing, whether the work is hard.

This friendship is worth a fortune, heavier than Mount Tai!

"Braving fire and water, Brother Lu!"

"We're all family, don't be distant."

"Then, how exactly do you plan to get me into the Military Police?"

"That's simple: tomorrow the troops will be divided and a Military Police officer will come to you; they'll ask if you're Zhang Jiaheng."

"You say yes."

Lu Yang asks and answers himself.

Zhang Jiaheng: "And then?"

Lu Yang: "They ask if your nickname is Plane Brother."

"You say yes."

"Anything else?"

"They ask whether you previously served in the Army doing Military Police..."

"I say yes!"

Zhang Jiaheng has already learned to answer quickly.

But he still doesn't understand why the Military Police would come to him and ask these questions.

Lu Yang doesn't hide it: "This afternoon, in your name, I called the garrison Military Police and reported Chief of Staff Zhao, who drank illegally during duty at an entertainment venue, a serious violation of discipline."

"Then a group of silver‑hat officers came, took the person away and forcibly detained him for three days, and the whole army issued a criticism notice; such a thing is considered a great merit anywhere."

"On the phone, I emphasized that you once served in the Military Police, and that glorious mission is etched in your heart."

"Moreover, they were short on manpower, so I'm certain someone will come tomorrow to express thanks."

Zhang Jiaheng slammed his chin hard onto the ground, and the exclamation "damn" kept echoing in his mind.

Is the method that reckless? Silently, he took down that Jiaolong Chief of Staff in one go.

The Special Operations Chief of Staff must be at least a lieutenant colonel, and he's a tactical mastermind, yet he fell right into Lu Yang's hands?

Not only that, the credit was counted to his own name, and Zhang Jiaheng was knocked dizzy by this sudden big gift package.

Before he could return to the Military Police, Lu Yang had already racked up such a huge achievement for him.

It's still the same: in the assessment, Lu Yang is fierce and scolds, but the perks are truly given!

"Brother Lu, I feel like you're more suited to be in the Military Police than I am."

"If you wear a white hat, you might even rise all the way to the garrison headquarters!"

Lu Yang modestly waves his hand: "I have other missions, you're the better fit; work hard, aim to earn a silver hat soon, get promoted to the garrison, and then we'll all rely on you, Plane Brother, to cover us!"

Zhang Jiaheng laughed so hard his mouth seemed to split open; this was the first time since he joined the army that he received such huge recognition on the Military Police path!

Just for this understanding and support, calling him a godfather isn't excessive; his own father isn't as considerate as Brother Lu!