Chapter 95: Young Fellow Passing By, Want to Be a Military Police?

"I am... a common face..."

Lu Yang lifted his head and gave a guilty smile.

The young Military Police, suspicious, asked: "With that look, you also call yourself a common face?"

To be honest, the kid in front of him really was a bit more handsome than himself.

Someone like him was already considered a handsome guy; how could Lu Yang be a "common face"?

Just as the other party stared intently at Lu Yang's face, about to recall something, Lu Yang suddenly thought of a quick idea.

"Then you must have seen me in the military newspaper."

"Military newspaper?"

Now it wasn't just the two Military Police.

Even Wan Baoshan showed a surprised expression.

Lu Yang hurriedly recounted his inventive battlefield first aid and the incident of wounding a wild boar, and calmly admitted that he was the unnamed Lu‑surname recruit.

At this, Wan Baoshan suddenly understood: "No wonder—you're just a recruit, yet you were sent to sniper training; so you were being groomed early as a future sharpshooter?"

The two Military Police instantly dispelled their doubts, their faces showing warm smiles.

"No wonder I said you look familiar. Did the newspaper publish your photo? I can't quite recall."

"A couple of days ago, our unit even held a post‑makeup battlefield first‑aid training; the results and feedback were quite good."

"Comrade recruit, you have great talent. Keep it up; maybe next company you'll be assigned to our Military Police."

Lu Yang replied modestly: "I'm too skinny, probably not blessed with that. Military Police have to be tall and mighty, heroic, with sword‑like brows and starry eyes. Seeing the two of you so dignified, I suddenly felt I had no chance."

The two Military Police were about to laugh out loud; in all their years of service they'd never met a soldier whose speech sounded better than Lu Yang's.

Moreover, they usually handled punishments for offenders, and the number of times they'd cursed him behind his back was countless.

Thus, the two grew to find Lu Yang increasingly agreeable, even taking the initiative to speak.

"Young man, don't underestimate yourself; it's rare for a recruit company to appear twice in the military newspaper."

"If you're willing, there's still a good chance later you could join our Military Police unit."

Wan Baoshan knew Lu Yang would naturally refuse; having been sent to sniper training, his future would surely head toward a combat squad, not to become some lousy Military Police.

He'd be hated, bothered, and the risk of getting beaten was especially high!

So he quickly changed the subject, grinning, and asked: "Comrades, do you think I have a chance?"

The two looked at his naturally comic demeanor, gave an awkward chuckle, and said nothing.

They didn't want to crush his confidence, because Wan Baoshan was indeed a bit plain‑looking.

He didn't fit the dignified, heroic, tall and mighty image of a soldier.

"Damn, we still have training tonight!"

"Right, right, we have to leave quickly, can't keep chatting!"

Lu Yang pretended to check his watch; Wan Baoshan immediately slapped his forehead and took over the conversation.

The two found an excuse, said goodbye to the Military Police, and hurried away.

After they left, the two Military Police noticed the instant noodles in the bowl had swelled and softened, the texture was much worse, but they still ate it.

"That recruit really is exceptionally gifted; his drawing skill even helped in battlefield first aid. If the military newspaper hadn't published it, who would have thought?"

"What's the big deal? Everyone has a little talent. Before I enlisted, I was also exceptionally gifted."

The young Military Police slurped the noodles, shaking his head, looking all proud.

The older one asked him: "What's up, what special skill do you have?"

The young Military Police replied: "From elementary through middle and high school, I've always been the class discipline committee member!"

His companion laughed: "Then you truly are exceptionally gifted, born to be a Military Police—no, born for this bowl of noodles!"

Meanwhile, as Lu Yang and the other left the snack stall, they walked hurriedly, and even Wan Baoshan could see that Lu Yang was a bit nervous.

Driven by curiosity, they asked whether he had offended anyone or had a grudge with those two Military Police.

Lu Yang didn't want to answer, because Wan Baoshan was both a know‑everything and a loudmouth.

If it left his mouth, the news would quickly reach other people's ears.

By then, not only would Lu Yang be unlucky, Zhou Kaidong would also be doomed.

But Wan Baoshan's mind wasn't ordinary; piecing together the earlier conversation, he forced a guess of the whole sequence.

"Oh~"

"Got it!"

"You're one of those who treat the Military Police like a monkey!"

Lu Yang quickly put a finger to his mouth, desperately "shh"ing him!

Wan Baoshan's eyes rolled, he chuckled: "Alright, don't be nervous. We and those white hats will never ever be able to piss into the same pot. Besides, you're still nowhere near where you think you are."

Lu Yang, curious, asked: "What, are there more capable people?"

Wan Baoshan whispered: "Sixth Company Commander, Ma Qing'an..."

"Hm?"

"Her sister Ma Shuyao, while walking with a candy in her mouth, was caught by the Military Police and punished to copy regulations by the roadside; that was the main road of the regiment headquarters, bustling with people—so embarrassing, the girl cried while copying."

"Damn, that's so unethical! At least let her finish copying and then deliver it. Punishing her on the street is clearly humiliating."

Lu Yang had seen Ma Shuyao; she was a nice girl with upright conduct.

"Maybe those Military Police failed to chase her and are taking revenge on purpose?"

"And then?"

"When the Sixth Company Commander found out, he was almost exploding with anger, and directly led people to the Military Police unit, pinning the kid who punished her sister to the ground and beating him!"

"That fierce?"

"Seventh Company Commander Gao Feng also went, driving an infantry fighting vehicle; at that time the incident caused quite a stir, and the Military Police commander personally came out to apologize, and only then was the matter considered settled......"

Lu Yang understood: in the troops, as long as you have strength and ability.

Even the Military Police dubbed "Ghost‑Seeing Sorrow" must respect you three points.

This group only dares to bully new recruits and Non‑commissioned Officers.

For those above the rank of Company Commander, they hardly dare to act.

If you provoke them or push them to the limit, they really will strike.

This only strengthens Lu Yang's resolve to take the military‑academy exam and become an officer.

The one‑character difference between officer and Non‑commissioned Officer makes the treatment, status, and career prospects worlds apart.

In the blink of an eye, the two days rushed by.

Lu Yang, relying on his astonishing perseverance, also completed all the tests of the training team.

On the firing range, Guo Yongwen's gaze swept over the soldiers in front of him and finally settled on Lu Yang.

"I've always kept my word."

"If we said two days, it's two days; if you can endure it, you earn the right to the same treatment as them."

"But!"

Lu Yang rolled his eyes inwardly; he knew this guy would definitely have a twist.

Not just this guy—seems every veteran and even officer has this bad habit.

Guo Yongwen stepped in front of Lu Yang, staring coldly: "But don't think that grinding through these two days is some extraordinary, super‑cool feat!"

"It's merely the threshold that lets you barely stay and train with everyone, that's all!"

"Even Wan Baoshan, who has long been at the bottom of the training team, is far stronger than you!"

Wan Baoshan called out "Report" with a grin: "Report, Captain, I think Lu Yang is superior to me in some aspects—for example, he can endure more push‑ups than I can!"

Guo Yongwen glared at him: "Did I give you permission to speak? Acting like you have a mouth, huh?"

"Drop down, one hundred push‑ups!"

"Report, I can do at most fifty!"

"One hundred fifty, and if you keep babbling, two hundred!"

"Yes!"

Wan Baoshan paid the corresponding price for his slickness.

But as the training team's lively treasure, he's long been used to such "punishment".

Guo Yongwen jabbed Lu Yang's shoulder with his hand and said seriously, "The first two days were just a test, a check, a warm‑up. What follows is the real deal."

"Also, remember what you said yourself: during the day train with everyone on the Type 85 Sniper, and in all the spare time you must do 81 pull‑ups!"

"I don't know whether double effort yields double return; but I'm eager to see how many days you kid can hold out."

Lu Yang puffed out his chest and shouted, "Report, I will endure until the training team ends, endure to the very last moment!"

As expected, Guo Yongwen got a spray of spittle across his face.

He suspected Lu Yang did it on purpose, but had no evidence.

Guo Yongwen stepped back two paces, brushed his face with his sleeve, then looked at Deputy Captain Cheng Jun.

"Give him a rifle."

"Mm."

Cheng Jun, holding a Type 85 Sniper Rifle equipped with a scope, walked over and handed it to him.

Lu Yang caught it with both hands, his face unable to hide his joy, his mood extremely excited.

The Type 85 Sniper Rifle is indeed a bit heavier.

But it can shoot farther!

Guo Yongwen reminded, "Kid, whether in training or any other time, you must protect your scope..."

Lu Yang looked at him, Guo Yongwen paused, then said seriously, "Because the scope is the lifeline, the vital point for every sniper!"