Army stab

To say that this broken place is a pigsty is really demeaning the pigsty. At least the roof of the pigsty is intact to shelter from wind and rain, and the low walls are strong to prevent the pigs from chasing around. There is still some distance in the circle.

"Little Ye Zi," Su Mingyuan dragged his package, holding his forehead with one hand and the wall with the other, his face was messed up in the wind, "Is this really our dormitory?"

"En," Ye Jue nodded calmly, surrounded by the constant curses of soldiers, listening carefully, there are local dialects, and every sentence points directly at Guan Zhong's sexual ability and genitals, it is really sharp and vicious Strangely, after listening to a few sentences like this, Ye Jue found that the noisy human voice was mixed with a few sentences that were definitely not Chinese, but neither English nor French, and it sounded like Korean...

(Thanks to a wonderful flower who loved watching Korean dramas in the dormitory when he was an undergraduate, Ye Jue, who has been poisoned for four years, can open his mouth and say something like "Once upon a time" and "Wipe the wolf black".)

All kinds of swearing and swearing languages ​​around him emerged one after another, Ye Jue suddenly became interested, he pricked up his ears and listened carefully, after listening this way, he discovered a very interesting thing, after thinking about it, Ye Jue pushed the Su Mingyuan, who was making the bed, leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Hey, buddy, let me ask you something."

"What?" Su Mingyuan shook the quilt in his hand, and a musty smell came out immediately, making him sneezed hard.

"Besides Chinese, what else can you say?"

"Ah?" Su Mingyuan obviously didn't react, and shook the quilt in his hand again, spread it on the bed, and then threw the pillow, blanket and all on the bed, "What do you say?"

"..." Ye Jue put his hand on his forehead, punched him vigorously, and said angrily, "I'm speaking a foreign language, can you speak a foreign language, kid?"

"Foreign language?! You are flattering me too much. I only have a high school culture, and I also know foreign languages. ABC knows me, but I don't know it either." Su Mingyuan scratched his head, and after he folded the blanket neatly, he stopped Looking at the dilapidated ceiling, he said, "Does the Mongolian language count? I am Mongolian..."

Hearing this, Ye Jue's eyes widened, and he pulled a few people beside him and whispered again. He found out that these soldiers all know a foreign language, and they can't speak it proficiently. At least there is no problem in communication. Even if you don’t know a foreign language, you have to know some minority languages. It depends on yourself. I passed CET-[-] in my sophomore year of English, but I have almost forgotten it now. If I can really speak French, it’s because I was an undergraduate. I was so busy that I went to take a double degree in French.

Ye Jue stroked the messy locks of hair on his forehead, and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle. It seems that the sharp blade has attracted a bunch of such people. What is it trying to do, to engage in international academic exchanges or to stabilize national unity?

"Hey, Little Ye Zi!" Ye Jue, who was still in a daze, was almost slapped out of his heart by a bear slap from Su Mingyuan. He staggered, stabilized his body, and immediately turned around to glare at Su Mingyuan.

"Damn it, you want to smack me to death!" After seeing the person standing behind Su Mingyuan, Ye Jue abruptly stopped his kick before he kicked it, then quickly stood at attention, raised his head, and said respectfully. Yelled together with the people next to him: "Hello instructor!"

The visitor was about 40 years old, his temples were slightly white, his hair was neatly combed, and he looked very energetic. The two Samsung bars on his shoulders were shining. Xiao Bai followed behind him, lazily putting his hands in his trouser pockets Here, he didn't even look at the gang of soldiers, he lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

"This place is a little bit bitter, but you can be a master if you suffer through hardship." Although the colonel spoke unsmilingly, his tone was very soothing, and there was a kind of power that could calm people's hearts. The soldiers listened to him He nodded involuntarily, the colonel paused, pointed to Xiao Bai behind him, and then said: "Your instructor doesn't like you, but personally, I still welcome you to come, although now The door of the sharp blade is not open to you yet, but soldiers, I hope you can persevere, if you can’t persist till the end, I also hope you can leave like a hero.”

No one knows the identity of this colonel who appeared out of nowhere, at most they can only make some rough guesses. After saying this, the colonel slowly scanned all the soldiers, and then walked out, followed by Xiao Bai Behind him, he has been lazily silent.

When they both left, there was still silence in the "pigsty", until someone finally broke the silence, "Could he be the captain of Sharp Blade? The military rank is the same, and the age is right."

"You mean Zhou Rong? The godfather of the Chinese special forces? I heard that he seems to have a sharp knife, but the real person is completely different from what I imagined..."

"Fuck, what do you think Zhou Rong is like, muscular like Schwarzenegger? You think it's the first drop of blood!" A soldier next to him teased and laughed.

The soldier who spoke was not very embarrassed. He scratched his head and went to pick up the fire by the door. It was freezing cold, and they could only rely on these few fires to keep warm. Fortunately, they slept on standard fires. In the Datong shop, a group of old men huddled together is still quite warm, otherwise, they probably didn't get fucked to death by these sharp-edged bastards, they would have to freeze to death here first.

"He's Zhou Rong!" Knowing the true identity of the colonel, Su Mingyuan cheered up, his eyes glowed red, and Ye Jue got goosebumps from his appearance. I really couldn't stand this boy's nympho look, so I reached out and punched him hard on the head.

"Fuck, you are too ruthless, what should I do if you are stupid?!"

"You are stupid enough, not bad enough," Ye Jue gave him a white look, "I said you are such a big man who is infatuated, it's too scary, is it possible for you to become Electra? That Zhou Rong is satisfied Your request?"

"You're Electra, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand," Su Mingyuan spat on the ground, the white breath slowly faded away, and when he raised his head, his eyes lit up a little more, with a pink light He became more prosperous, "What do you know, boy, Zhou Rong is a paratrooper, the pride of our paratroopers! I guess I can be like him in the future, and I can be the second godfather no matter what!"

"Godfather?!" Ye Jue laughed, looked at Su Mingyuan for a while, shook his chin back and forth twice, shook his head and sighed in a fortune-teller's tone: "In my opinion, my son will never have a relationship with the godfather in this life." , if you can do good deeds every day, maybe you can be a holy father after death."

"Fuck you!" Su Mingyuan laughed and scolded, and wrestled with Ye Jue with a tiger pounce from behind. The two of them rolled from the ground to the bed. The soldiers ignored them, still swearing and swearing, and swearing, only Zhao Bowen pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, stepped forward and grabbed Ye Jue by the collar, almost pulling him up from the bed. Seriously said: "The lights are going to be turned off, so stop making trouble."

Ye Jue was embarrassed for a moment, and then he realized that he smiled and called Su Mingyuan to wash up and go to sleep, but it turns out that Su Mingyuan sometimes gets bloody, and no one can fucking stop him when he commits a crime.

This guy threw off Zhao Bowen's arm, his eyes were as wide as a bull's eyes, his black face turned red and he yelled loudly: "Fucking shit, is it time to turn off the lights? Are you here?" Noisy here, why don't other people have so many things like you?!"

Zhao Bowen's face turned pale, and he pointed at Su Mingyuan's nose with a trembling right hand, biting his lower lip: "Don't go too far, you are making trouble for no reason!"

"I'm making trouble for no reason?! Damn I don't know who is making trouble for no reason. It's fine that I'm under the supervision of the instructor all day long. Who are you, you want to come and control me at night?!" Su Mingyuan spat hard on the ground, Contempt on his face: "Damn, who doesn't know what kind of person who is, pretending to be a fart, running around the street with a broken shoe, thinking that no one knows you are a bitch!"

These words were a bit harsh, Zhao Bowen couldn't help it, and greeted him with a fist. How could Su Mingyuan, a Mongolian man, be a good man who was popular easily?

All of a sudden, there was a chaotic mess in the pigsty, and many soldiers gathered to watch the fun, and there was really no one else except Ye Jue who persuaded the fight. In fact, it's not their fault. Fuck hard, a fight at the moment can be regarded as venting.

Until there was a commotion here, the door of the pigsty was kicked open, and Guan Zhong's iconic loud voice yelled: "Fuck, what the hell are you doing, even if you want to rebel!" ! Gather to Lao Tzu!"