Army stab

Sun Jing was right. After being fucked so hard, they did have a whole day off, a full 24 hours. The usual training is more than twice as good. Many soldiers lie on the bed and sleep until the sky is dark, and then drag their tired bodies to the cafeteria to have a meal. After all, they are still young, just being trained like this, these soldiers eat deliciously It will be fine after a meal and a night of sleep. After getting up, he is still a good man with a vigorous jump.

Ye Jue didn't follow them to the cafeteria to eat and drink. He limped to the infirmary alone to treat the wound. Although the wound on his calf didn't hurt much, he thought about taking a look at it to prevent infection. Well, after all, he doesn't know how hard the training will be in the future. He doesn't want to be unable to participate because his legs are crippled. Anyway, if it is because of such a stupid reason that he can't make it to the day when the gate of the sharp blade opens, it doesn't sound right. It's ridiculous.

On the way to the infirmary, I ran into Guan Zhong and Sun Jing unexpectedly. Seeing these two from afar, Ye Jue put on a standard diplomatic smile and shouted loudly, "Hello, instructor!"

"Ah, good~" Sun Jing waved at him with a smile, and in the other hand was actually carrying another bag of Oreos, this time vanilla-flavored and unopened.

Guan Zhong, who was walking next to him, was lowering his head to fiddle with something, but when he heard the noise, he raised his head slowly, raised his eyebrows at Ye Jue, then showed a sinister smile, and spoke in a very sinister tone. : "Yo, number [-]~"

Ye Jue clenched his back teeth, stretched his eyebrows and smiled lightly, automatically ignored Guan Zhong's words, and regarded his entire huge body as a floating cloud, nodded and walked over with his head held high .

After Ye Jue turned around and no one was around, Guan Zhong still hugged his shoulders and gritted his teeth viciously, before spitting out on the ground: "Fuck, a little bastard is quite stubborn, you said he hasn't been beaten by us all the time?" Fuck it hard, why is there such a smiling face all day long, it's like putting a mask on your face, it's so fucking fake!"

Sun Jing pulled the package of Oreo, and with a "stab", the plastic packaging bag split immediately under the pull of his two fingers. Sun Jing picked up half a biscuit and said falteringly: "I don't care. Instructor, you can't look at people with class hatred just because someone killed you once, this kid is actually quite talented, maybe he can stay until the end."

"Leave him, uncle, with his cowardly appearance, no one will f**king like this kind of thing when it comes to Liren." Guan Zhong seemed to be in a hurry, and kicked hard on the ground, leaving a deep mark of military boots.

Sun Jing remained silent, looked up at Guan Zhong with a teasing smile, raised her eyelids slightly, and smiled narrowly and cunningly: "I said the instructor, you don't feel right about this old man, it's been a long time since I saw you care so much about the children Ah, what's the matter, do you have any thoughts about others?"

"Pfft——" Guan Zhong coughed hard twice, his black face flushed, his eyes widened, and he slapped Sun Jing on the shoulder so hard that he almost slapped Sun Jing on the ground.

"What the hell, you have so many fucking weird thoughts," Guan Zhong raised his eyebrows anxiously, "I just want to see how that kid thinks and hangs up with Li Jue. Don't say I'm naughty again, I'm really The first time I saw the boy, I thought so, the two people feel so alike, sooner or later it will be a disaster."

Sun Jing almost spit out blood when she heard this, Li Jue has been a matter of several lifetimes, why do you still keep it in mind when you see Guan Zhong all the time, and how can this person be the same as others? !

Besides, Li Jue...Li Jue...can we stop bringing it up...

"Guan Zhong, when did you change your career?"

"What?"

"I think, when you return from demobilization, you may find a job as a witch who can predict the future for others."

"What are you talking about!"

"Look, you're talking like a god, you're almost catching up with the great dancer!"

"..."

Seeing Sun Jing gnawing on Oreos and walking slowly towards the dormitory, Guan Zhong scratched the back of his head speechlessly and followed, while Ye Jue over there had already walked to the infirmary, and was holding up his trouser legs to let the man see his age. The female doctor who can be her own mother looks at her injured leg.

The doctor took an oversized cotton ball and swished red syrup on Ye Jue's wound. It was really different in the army from the local hospitals. The style was quite tough, and even the doctor didn't have the energy to apply the medicine. Like scraping a bone with a razor blade, Ye Jue grinned and waited for the aunt to finish applying the medicine, rewrapped the gauze, and then put down the trouser legs.

"Young man is so delicate." After packing up the bottles and cans, the doctor went back to sit behind the table, and the bamboo and rattan chair was pressed down by her and babbled twice.

Ye Jue didn't answer, just scratched the back of his head and laughed dryly twice, then thanked him nonchalantly, put the prescribed medicine in his trouser pocket and went out, rounded the corner and was almost at his "thatched hut". I didn't expect to see Xiao Bai again at the place where I met that bitch Guan Zhong before coming here.

The weather was quite cold, but Xiao Bai was wearing very little clothes, with his hands in his trouser pockets, standing lazily, talking to a man with glasses next to him, that man was white and round The face looks much younger, but looking at the epaulets, he is an out-and-out senior colonel-two bars and four stars.

Ye Jue pondered, this person is not the division commander, and he should not be the political commissar. When he came, he had vaguely looked at the two top leaders of the division at the end of the team. It doesn't fit at all.

Xiao Bai over there seemed to have sensed that someone was staring at him, and casually glanced in Ye Jue's direction, his extremely powerful eyes knifed towards him, and Ye Jue was inexplicably clever.

Ye Jue subconsciously said "Hello, Instructor", and then he realized that with the distance between himself and Xiao Bai and his extremely low voice, Xiao Bai might not be able to hear what he said even if he had a smooth ear. Bai seemed to recognize the shape of his mouth, nodded to him calmly, then turned around and talked to the senior colonel. Ye Jue didn't know what they were talking about, but he could see it. Xiao Bai didn't seem very happy when he came out, because his brows became more and more wrinkled, and his eyes drifted to unknown places behind the senior colonel from time to time.

Looking at it like this for a while, Ye Jue thought that he seemed to be spying on others, so he coughed, straightened his waist and walked in front of Xiao Bai with big strides. When he reached the door of the thatched cottage, Ye Jue saw Seeing Su Mingyuan squatting at the door and striding his horse, he was happy.

This buddy put his left hand on his waist, separated his legs and posed in a standard horse stance, but his right hand was holding a rotten mop that he didn't know where to get on his shoulder, and there was a piece of paper stuck on his forehead. There were three big characters crookedly written on the paper - "carry the handle".

"Hey, buddy, you have a good look, quite performance art." Ye Jue was a little awkward when he was walking, he stopped under Su Mingyuan and looked down at him with his chin in his hands, his mouth was full of words, and he seemed to appreciate it very much Su Mingyuan's style.

Su Mingyuan stared at him in dissatisfaction, opened his mouth to say something but closed it in the end, Ye Jue raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand and poked hard on his forehead: "Damn, are you stupid?"

Su Mingyuan became even angrier, his eyes widened and almost popped out, he kept exhaling at Ye Jue but didn't say a word and didn't move, Ye Jue was so embarrassed that he stretched out his hand to poke him twice Suddenly, the door of the thatched cottage opened.

The person who came out was No. 26, a second-class non-commissioned officer. He is a small Fujianese, but he is quite flexible. During the rare rest time, he likes to use his substandard Mandarin when there is nothing to do. Howling song, the imprisoned brothers and sisters locked up in the whole thatched house are quite unbearable...

"38, where did you go just now? We are all looking for you!" No. 26 pulled Ye Jue over with a familiar wave of his hand and dragged him towards the door. Once it’s down, it’s up to you to come back.”

Ye Jue was stunned for a moment, it turned out that there were several people lying on the bunk in the corner, holding poker cards in their hands, looking like they were fighting landlords.

"This is a violation of discipline, be careful that the instructor of Guan University came and copied it for you," Ye Jue said with a smile, looking at the big soldiers who were scratching their heads.

"What are you afraid of? We have already set up secret whistles in front of and behind the house. Even if the old man is not close, we can predict the enemy's situation," No. 26 raised his eyebrows and smiled, the obscene meaning was self-evident.

"Su Mingyuan at the door is also your secret whistle?" Ye Jue was embarrassed, and pointed in the direction of the door, half of the curtain was not covered tightly, and he could still look at Su Mingyuan's thigh.

"He's not. He lost too badly. My brothers punished him by squatting for two hours. He couldn't move or speak, and practiced his stamina." No. 26 didn't even lift his head, and the playing cards were between his fingers. Flying, shuffling the cards and making a fancy way, it looks quite fresh.

"Who is the landlord?" Ye Jue crossed one leg and leaned comfortably against the base of the wall. No. 26 nodded his head and said to his left: "It's just this kid, he's fucking connected Ten landlords, fuck me!"

Ye Jue raised his eyebrows, the landlord was actually Zhao Bowen, at this moment he raised his gold-rimmed glasses, smiled calmly, waved his hands and said, "You guys let me in."

"Let you, uncle!" No. 26 punched him, Zhao Bowen dodged neatly, smiled embarrassingly, and started the game again.

After fighting like this for half an hour, Ye Jue walked out under the eyes of everyone, stood beside Su Mingyuan who was still squatting, patted his shoulder, and said with emotion: "Brother, you are alone! It's not good for us to drink the northwest wind outside, so we just sit inside, and I'm here to accompany you!"

After saying this, Ye Jue took out a note from his pocket, and stuck it on his forehead in a dignified manner. Su Mingyuan was quite puzzled at first, but when he saw the note on Ye Jue's forehead, he almost He didn't smile away.

I saw the square note on Ye Jue's forehead with three words "seeking support" written on it, and a flying peach heart was drawn on the back. Su Mingyuan's calf twitched from laughing. Hey, from that time on, this kid can accept whether he goes up the mountain of knives or down the pan of oil, but he will never participate in mass entertainment programs such as Fighting Landlords, which are good for physical and mental health.

This day's playfulness gave these soldiers the illusion that the foreign crimes they had suffered these days were dreams, so that less than an hour after the lights were blown, when the emergency whistle sounded again, they still Thought I was dreaming.

A few soldiers reacted quickly, jumped out of bed, put on their clothes, and rushed out while tidying up. Ye Jue, who was sleepy, was kicked out of bed by Su Mingyuan, and ate a mouthful of dust on the ground After that, he was completely awake, and he didn't have time to worry about whether the way this guy woke him up was too special, so he put on his clothes and ran outside.

In just 1 minute, there was no one in the thatched house, and the soldiers stood neatly in the open space outside, in a three-line line, all of them raised their heads even if they hadn't woken up yet. Pretend to be in high spirits.

The big bitch Guan Zhong stood in the center as always, staring at his watch, his face getting darker and darker, almost catching up with the African gorilla.

"How did you sleep? You should be very energetic now, right?" Guan's smirk was still the trademark, and his two thick black eyebrows trembled like he was practicing fighting. "Since we all slept comfortably, let's Let's call names."

Everyone is embarrassing, why the fuck are you getting people up in the middle of the night just to roll people's names?My day, it's really fucking interesting.

Guan Zhong faced the thick piece of paper in his hand and began to report the number. After he finished reading, he raised his head, his eyes were like a torch, and he had a faint murderous look: "Those who have not read the number, pack up immediately. Where did they come from?" Where are you going back, there is a special car to take you back."

Guan Zhong pointed to several open military trucks behind him, with an unusually serious expression: "Don't fucking look at me like that, if you're incapable of being brushed off, don't act like a bear, look like a man! "

"Report to the instructor!" Someone couldn't help it. He stepped forward and stood at attention, raising a lot of dust. The whole person poked there, his eyes were bloodshot, and his voice trembled with fury.

"Say!"

"Why did you eliminate us like this! We clearly passed yesterday's training! And I still have 36 points, it's impossible to deduct it all in one day!"

The soldiers were very angry, and their words were very fierce. They almost forgot what Guan Zhong had taught them to "respect the instructors at all times" in the past few days. Guan Zhong was not angry this time. distributed to each soldier.

It was actually their training report. From the first day until today before the lights were turned off, there were 71 reports densely filled with the training results of each soldier. The advantages and disadvantages are clear at a glance, even including everyone All kinds of small habits, such as whether you like to form a team to complete tasks, whether you pay attention to cooperation, the content is varied, and who is picky eaters and not picky eaters, etc., have been summarized into a paragraph on the last page, which simply and clearly states that the soldier Is it suitable to be a special soldier.

The weight of this report is not light, and the faces of the soldiers who received the report all changed. The weather was cloudy and uncertain. Ye Jue held the report tightly in his hand, and when he turned to the last page, he stopped looking. , there is Xiao Bai's signature on the bottom foot, in flamboyant fonts, only soldiers who have not been eliminated can get this signature.

This may sound a little ridiculous, but the reality is that without Xiao Bai's approval in the last paragraph, they would all be kicked out, and they would go back wherever they came from, without leaving any traces.

"All those who are eliminated get in the car and go back. The rest of them immediately pack up their equipment and follow me to Military Region C, Sharp Blade Brigade!" Guan Zhong didn't talk nonsense, he looked at the remaining 32 people, his eyes were like a knife.

The author has something to say: *Carrying the handle is our dialect, which is equivalent to the little boss of the underworld. In junior high school, the classmates used to play around in the class, and often let the losers carry the mop to the podium and shout: " Lao Tzu is the one who handles it!"