Army stab

The winter is short but long, the sky is always so gloomy and oppressive, the part where the horizon meets the sky is so blurred, the temperature changes a little bit with the almost invisible sun slowly emerging deep in the clouds. After the ascent, I survived the biting cold in the early morning, and the rest of the time was much better.

Ye Jue was dizzy for 10 minutes and then woke up again. After waking up, his head seemed to explode, as if ten kilograms of explosives were tied to his forehead, and then his brain was blown into scum. Su Mingyuan held it firmly. He hugged the person in his arms with his shoulders, trying to transfer all the warmth from his body to him, with great strength, Ye Jue wanted to cough when he hugged him.

"Hey... I said it's far away..." Ye Jue stretched his right finger, the cold finger was frozen like an ice cube, he pressed the fingertip hard, a needle-like pain made him bear it Can't help grinning.

Su Mingyuan's head, which was originally resting on Ye Jue's neck, lifted up. There were bloodshot spots on the whites of his eyes, and two lines of unknown liquid glistened under his nose. The corners of Ye Jue's mouth twitched, and he coughed softly: "You boy I want to wipe all the snot on my clothes..."

Su Mingyuan was stunned for a while, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he scratched the back of his head sincerely, with an embarrassed and innocent look, and muttered: "I didn't mean that..."

Halfway through the conversation, he seemed to suddenly come to his senses, holding Ye Jue's shoulder and said seriously: "Little Ye Zi, let's discuss something, please, can you stop calling me far away, this name is too fucking Already."

"Oh." Ye Jue blinked his eyes pretending to be confused, and struggled out of Su Mingyuan's arms with his arms supporting the messy river beach, then turned his face seriously and said, "Then what do I call you? Brother Yixiu?"

Su Mingyuan: "..." -_-#

Laughing and making a fuss like this seemed to let out a lot of the stuffy breath in his chest, Ye Jue took a long breath, the air by the river was still different from that in the sharp blade base, it was more humid and greasy , He shook his head and stood up with his hands on his hips, and turned his head to meet those black and white eyes again.

Xiao Bai was smoking half a cigarette at the moment, and there were many small drops of water in his hair, which slid down a little bit along the ridge line of his forehead, and slowly burrowed into his collar along the side line of his neck. Small drops of water gathered little by little, and suddenly forgot to keep a safe distance to come out.

Sure enough, a few seconds later, a puff of smoke sprayed on Ye Jue's face. It smelled of restlessness. Ye Jue turned his face to the side and frowned slightly, and then heard a cold voice beside his ear. There was a voice on the phone: "Do I need to take you to the base infirmary?"

"Report to the instructor, no need! I can still hold on!" Ye Jue gritted his teeth, turned his face to Xiao Bai's emotionless eyes, stabilized his breathing, and told himself that he must persevere.

Xiao Bai nodded, took off the cigarette and held it between his fingers, and waved his hand at Guan Zhong who had already landed, and then the hard-working soldiers heard the big bitch yelling in a vile and outrageous voice: "Okay, let's go ashore, rest for 15 minutes, unload the equipment and swim for two kilometers, and then cross-country for twenty kilometers!"

"Fuck it..." The soldiers stared at the perverts with their eyes, and they all spread out on the spot, rubbing their stiff muscles and joints constantly, using vigorous rubbing to increase their body temperature.

That day, after going through a [-]-kilometer cross-country journey of armed swimming and cheating, these hard-working soldiers were finally liberated. They huddled together tremblingly on Wuzhi, got off the plane and returned to the pigsty. When I saw it, there were actually two large pots standing at the door. There was a spicy and sweet smell coming from the pots. There were a lot of military coats piled up next to them, and a big bonfire was burning in the middle.

A medical officer in a white coat stood there with a smile. There were many army green enamel jars piled up under his feet. When he saw the soldiers approaching, he bent down to scoop up ginger soup cup by cup.

That medical officer was known to Ye Jue, the last time he had a fever and treated him with Mr. Nose.

Seeing this scene suddenly, the soldiers were stunned. It's not that they are so rare and strange. It's that from the selection training to the present, these unlucky children have never seen such "good treatment". I figured out the following possibilities, one is that today's armed swimming really consumed too much physical strength of the soldiers, the other is that Xiao Dayan suddenly became kind, and the third is that the perverts like Li Ren feel that they can't fuck people too much. It's hard, no matter what you do, you have to hold your breath so that you can fuck down more smoothly and vigorously.

No matter how you look at it, it seems that the third possibility is the most reliable... -_-|||

"Captain Xiao~Old Guan~Sun Xiaojing~" The medical officer filled with ginger soup looked at the three people who were walking towards him, and his mouth was closed when he smiled, making it even more surprising that the pair of nostrils were astonishingly large. Xiao Bai waved his hand as a greeting He walked over, and Guan Zhong went up to greet him, patted the medical officer on the shoulder cheerfully, and shouted: "Pig, why are you here today!"

"My name is Zhu Ke, not a pig!" Zhu Ke rolled his eyes, walked up to Sun Jing who was holding a gun and warming himself by the fire, scanned his entire body with a cautious look towards a patient, and said solemnly: "I haven't seen you for a few days. Sun Xiaojing, your facial tangle of laughing muscles is getting worse and worse. It has caught up with Wu Yu's compulsive facial paralysis and aphasia."

Sun Jing turned her head to look at Zhu Ke, smiling without saying a word, until the man couldn't stand being stared at by herself, then she proudly turned her head away, and took out Ollie wrapped in tarpaulin in her bag Oh, ahh, take a bite.

Zhu Ke stumbled against Sun Jing, and sat down next to Guan Zhong with a gray nose. The black iron tower was wearing a military coat and was pulling down his military boots. Immediately, a strange smell mixed with the smell of water came in. After coming out, Zhu Ke held his nose and moved aside, and said with extreme disgust: "Old Guan, you haven't washed these socks for a few days?"

"Damn it, I just changed it last night. Didn't this happen after messing around in the water with these soldiers?" It is true that he is not the only one.

Zhu Ke turned his head away, counted on his fingers, then looked at Xiao Bai who was leaning on the tree stump with his eyes closed and resting his mind, and lowered his voice to ask: "Hey, let me reveal a letter to my buddy, this time the kid How much do you want to keep?"

Guan Zhong raised his eyes to look in Xiao Bai's direction, lowered his head and concentrated on fiddling with his military boots, and said sullenly, "It all depends on the captain's decision!"

"Cut..." Zhu Ke snorted disdainfully, patted his buttocks and stood up, and then he found a familiar person in the crowd. Now, Zhu Ke gave a lewd smile, and walked over nervously.

Ye Jue took a big gulp of ginger soup and snorted contentedly. When he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of gorgeous nostrils. The corner of his mouth twitched, and he put down the cup and said calmly, "Zhu Ke?"

"Yo, the boy's hearing is really good, he's quite good~" Zhu Ke blinked, and sat down next to Ye Jue again. This guy sat down with too much force, and Su Ming knew that he pushed him away. , Dissatisfied and threw him several eye knives.

"I told you in the last meeting to pay attention to mending, how are you doing now?" Zhu Ke kept winking at the base of Ye Jue's thighs, his smile was beyond obscene, and Ye Jue got dizzy Hei Xian was thinking about how to fight back when Xiao Bai, who seemed to be tired from rest, slowly floated over, and a small voice sounded, making the gang of soldiers break out in a cold sweat again, and he said: "After resting, let's go!" Go to eat, and gather at the same place half an hour after eating."

In fact, it is not too early at this moment, the sun has already set, and they will gather after eating, which is about eight o'clock in the evening. The sky is still dark and calm, and half of the moon is poking out from the clouds. A little shy and a little helpless, it seems that they are all mourning for these soldiers.

Xiao Bai stood on the tree stump he was leaning on before the meal, condescendingly scanned everyone around, his eyes became colder and colder, and the temperature around him abruptly dropped by two degrees, Guan Zhong and Sun Jing didn't know where to go Where, now there is only Wu Yu holding his arms next to him, and he is also gloomyly looking at the gang of soldiers, that pale face really looks like a ghost no matter how you look at it.

"Okay, take off all your clothes," Xiao Bai took out the cigarette while talking, handed Wu Yu one, put one in his mouth, and looked lazily at the bewildered soldiers.

But, doubts are doubts. Soldiers are always ordered and prohibited. In just two seconds, these soldiers began to rustle and take off their clothes. It's just that people don't understand that Xiao Bai kept doing it like that. He looked at them lukewarmly with a cigarette in his mouth, and his eyes were nothing more than that you all continued to take off for me.

Damn it, what's the situation now? Could it be that they have traveled through time and entered the kiln to sell themselves?

The soldiers put on a bitter face, and stripped off their bodies with only the last standard equipment - Bayi underpants.

At this moment, Xiao Bai took out the cigarette, extinguished it, threw it into his trouser pocket, jumped off the tree stump, and began to register four people. The people who registered were asked to stand together, rustling in the cold wind trembling.

Ye Jue was placed in a group with Zhao Bowen, Su Mingyuan, and another Tibetan soldier, Zada. He glanced at the people next to him. Zada, who usually doesn't talk much, kept looking at the instructor. Zhao Bowen also looked forward. I don't know what he was thinking, only Su Mingyuan tilted his head towards him, his face full of doubts.

Ye looked up at the sky in despair, and clearly felt the cold air entering from every pore of his body. The air seemed to be rushing through the skin and squeezed into the blood vessels through the skin. Ye trembled unconsciously, hugging He tightened his shoulders and took a deep breath, obviously, he understood what he was going to do now.

Since it's not summer and it's impossible to carry out anti-exposure training, then it should be anti-severe cold training at this moment.

The author has something to say: Well, there are still a few questions: 1. This article will not be np, this thing is really my thunder, we still pursue the relationship from beginning to end; To put it bluntly, this is actually more like a war based on life as a game. Maybe all we can do is to walk with Xiao Da and Ye Zi and watch their stories