The world is not right [rebirth]

In the headset pinned to Instructor Gong's ear, many people shouted and screamed.

"Wow.", "It's really unexpected.", "It's luck to step on shit?", "I think his assembly movements are very organized.", "It doesn't look like it's just luck. , this four-eyed boy finally has something worth looking forward to."

This group of colleagues chattered like starlings, which made Instructor Gong's eardrums hurt.He directly turned off the headset, and said to Zhao Ying who was in a daze: "Come again."

This time it was a 500-meter target.

Zhao Ying felt that his hand holding the gun was shaking a little, but it was more likely that he had the illusion that his blood was throbbing.In the rustling of the grass blades, the sound of his heartbeat was so obvious that even the muzzle of the gun shook with the rhythm of the heartbeat.

Then the sound of the heartbeat gradually disappeared along with the sound of the wind, and the heavy feeling on the wrists and arms brought by the Bayi Form was disappearing together with the body. Soon, the only thing Zhao Ying could hear was the sound of her own breathing.He exhaled, inhaled, exhaled, inhaled, and between breaths, he aimed at the vague round target and pulled the trigger.

The moment the gunpowder exploded in the gun chamber, a strong air pressure was generated, pushing the steel core bullet to rotate along the rifling line, and another bullet escaped from the chamber, spinning and passing through a distance of 500 meters in the blink of an eye. Pierce the bullseye.

Because of the recoil, Zhao Ying was awakened suddenly by the muzzle of the gun, and at the same time, the soreness in the wrist and arm, along with the returning body feeling, once again involved Zhao Ying's nerves.The writer lowered his head, staring blankly at the worn-out Bayi Form in his hand, and threw the Bayi Form on the ground in horror before Instructor Gong gave the next order.

...The feeling of the body extending out with the cold weapon is really weird.

Everyone on the other side of Instructor Gong's headset was silent. In the end, an instructor expressed their thoughts on behalf of all the colleagues.

"What a piece of rotten wood."

So, a certain piece of rotten wood was once again fined to run around the base for throwing a gun.

Although the last kilometer moved like a turtle and walked back slowly, compared to the first time when I fainted halfway, being able to walk back by myself is already a great improvement.When he took a hot shower, changed his stinky clothes, sat in the dormitory of the earthen house that belonged to him and Tang Su, and watched the dinner that Tang Su brought back for him, he almost cried with joy again.

Tang Su, on the other hand, watched him gobble it up, and remained uncharacteristically silent.

After solving his pressing physical problems, Zhao Ying discovered that Tang Su was abnormal.He stuffed the last half of the steamed bun into his mouth, picked up the enamel cup and drank the tea in one gulp, heaved a sigh of relief, feeling that it was all right, he cast a puzzled look at the strangely silent Tang Su.

His gaze was immediately received by Tang Su, but Tang Su still didn't speak, but took out a square glass wine bottle.

There is half a bottle of wine in the glass wine bottle, and garlic is soaked in the wine. This is a bottle of medicinal wine with a history of at least five years. The garlic is fermented in the alcohol, and gradually changes color and rots. The liquor was dyed a vivid orange-red.Tang Su shook the bottle vigorously, and then uncorked the bottle.

The pungent smell of medicinal wine rushed out in an instant, and Tang Su finally said the first sentence to Zhao Ying.

"Take off your clothes and lie down."

Zhao Ying: "..."

He tried to express to Tang Su in sign language that he could do the job of serving medicine and wine by himself.

Many sign languages ​​are incomprehensible without training. Obviously, Tang Su did not understand what Zhao Ying was expressing at all. In fact, Tang Su, who had a low pressure on his head, saw that Zhao Ying did not follow his words, and immediately decided to start.He moved so fast that Zhao Ying only felt his eyes blur and his body feel cold, and somehow he was naked from the upper body, with Tang Su pressing his chest with one hand, lying on his back on the bed, his eyes were full of burrs on the upper bunk boards.

Tang Su knelt on the edge of the bed with one knee and stepped on the ground with one foot.He poured the medicinal wine into the palm of his hand and leaned over Zhao Ying.

"I'll push away the bruise for you," Tang Su looked down at Zhao Ying's bruises and purples, "We'll continue training tomorrow. If you're tired, rest first."

Knowing how to massage, Zhao Ying thought, my male god is really omnipotent.

The focus of this idea seems to be a bit wrong, Zhao Ying quickly pulled himself out of a certain kind of fan thinking, and fell into another kind of fan thinking: Tang Su said that he would push blood on him!

So, when Tang Su's fingertips landed on Zhao Ying's waist, the first thing he touched was a large piece of goose bumps that came out of excitement.

Tang Su, who never expected it to be this touch, stopped his hand, and asked Zhao Ying, who did not leave his face: "Is it cold?"

Zhao Ying shook his head quickly.

Seeing this, Tang Su exhaled lightly, and pressed his palms against Zhao Ying's waist.He first gently wiped away the orange-red medicinal wine, and then slowly rubbed it hard, observing Zhao Ying's expression while making force, even if he saw Zhao Ying's eyebrows trembling, he would stop and inquire carefully before continuing.

Zhao Ying, who felt that Tang Su had gradually regained his chatty nature, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After a few minutes, Zhao Ying realized that his breath was too early.

The palms of the young man fit Zhao Ying's skin, and the skin of an otaku who lacked exercise so was not rough could feel the vigorous heat of Tang Su's palms, and even the palm lines and even fingerprints.These are transmitted to Zhao Ying's brain through the skin sensory organs, so that he can outline such a pair of hands in his mind even when he can't see them - the palms are wide and thin, the knuckles are slender, and there are no obvious calluses. With scorching temperature and intoxicating softness.

The fingertips of these hands are very strong, and the nails are trimmed flat, which is the shortest kind. Obviously, the nail owner is not very patient with trimming nails, but this is also the most convenient and easy-to-use trimming method. During the process of kneading the bruised blood, Zhao Ying seldom felt that a piece of her skin was scratched by her nails.

Gentleness and strength are perfectly combined by these hands. When pushing through the swollen, bruised and purple, it is like a thunderbolt whipping Zhao Ying's every nerve. The whole body is swept.Zhao Ying didn't even know that his skin that had been rubbed had turned pink and translucent. He only knew that if he hadn't been unable to speak, moans would have flown out of his mouth long ago.

He panted silently, his brain occupied by the words "Tang Su pushed the blood for me!" finally realized that it was not good to continue like this.

As a male, he doesn't want to [beep——] in front of his male god at all.

Zhao Ying thought shamefully, and at the same time tremblingly pushed Tang Su away and rubbed his hand.

The two stared at each other quietly for a moment.

"Cough, cough, cough," Tang Su turned his eyes away first, "I'm sorry your skin feels good, I rub it and feel very comfortable... No, I mean, I mean... I mean, do you feel better after I push it? ?”

After separating Tang Su's hands, the rapidly evaporating alcohol quickly cooled Zhao Ying's equally hot skin. Zhao Ying was really relieved this time. He lifted his upper body with his elbows and pulled the quilt to cover his body. .

Most of the fair and pink young body was covered, and Tang Su felt a little regretful deep in his heart.

Regrets he didn't know about.

Tang Su quickly remembered another matter, and sat sideways beside Zhao Ying's bed.

"I said, do you want to withdraw from this training?" He asked, "I wanted to say it at lunch before, this is special forces training, for you as a recruit... No, you are not even a recruit," Tang Su felt that if Zhao Ying went to join the army, he might be passed down in the level of physical fitness, "You should know that my family has something to do with the military. If you want to quit, I'll go say something nice to my old man and find a chance Let me send you away."

Zhao Ying, who was leaning on the bed, looked at him who was hesitating, and was surprised to find that Tang Su said this in a tone of self-blame.

He recalled Tang Su's words at noon, and immediately realized that because Tang Su persuaded him to participate in the training at the beginning, he took the responsibility for his coma and injury, etc. on his own head.

how to say.

...What a gentle fool.

Blaming yourself for the consequences of someone else's choices is the most unwise thing in the world.However, for Zhao Ying, who was taken for granted by Tang Su, he still felt as if he was being shone by the warm sunshine, and his body and mind were warmed up.

However, it is impossible for Zhao Ying, the adult with the most core 23, to let Tang Su take this responsibility for him.

Zhao Ying shook his head.

He stared at Tang Su, and slowly typed a long sentence in sign language.

"Hey, wait a minute, I can't understand sign language, please slow down, and to be honest, why don't you quit and find another junior training? I know a few people who can be your teacher, you, you..." Tang Suyue stammered more and more, because Zhao Ying kept looking at him.The young man's eyes are very bright, looking at him is like looking at the sun, and the eyes are extremely firm, obviously not for Tang Su to comment on.He didn't know why his cheeks felt hot under Zhao Ying's eyes, and he paused for a long time before he could speak, "...you, okay, can you teach me sign language in the future?"

Zhao Ying nodded with a smile.

It's a pity that what Tang Su didn't know was that the long sentence that Zhao Ying typed in sign language just now, I'm afraid he would only say that when he couldn't understand sign language.

The meaning of the sign language just now is - as long as you are still there, there is nothing to be afraid of for me.

Because you are my faith and my strength.

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Ten days later, Zhao Ying still couldn't keep up with the training progress of the others.

In fact, apart from the first day, Zhao Ying didn't want to keep up with other people's progress.He keeps in mind that his purpose is simply to learn to acquire the necessary self-preservation strength, and he takes great joy in the progress he makes each day.

He didn't know that other people were shocked by the speed at which he improved every day in firearms.

The novice fixed targets soon became insufficient for him. On the third day, he was finally able to participate in shooting training with others, and at the same time became familiar with Chinese and even foreign guns.Zhao Ying didn't perform flawlessly in the training, but he got started very quickly, and he didn't act like a novice.

Zhao Ying's only problem with firearms is his resistance to them.

After Zhao Ying No. 19 accidentally dropped the gun, apart from beating Zhao Ying, Instructor Gong, who only told Zhao Ying to start again, come again, and continue, said that he would talk to him tonight.

Escorted to the outside of Instructor Gong's office by Tang Su's hen guarding the cubs, Zhao Ying knocked on the door lightly three times, and pushed the wooden door open after hearing the response from the insider.

The door was half open, Zhao Ying didn't rush in, but took a look around first.

As an office, this earthen house is extremely simple, except for a desk with peeling paint, there are only two high chairs.Instructor Gong, who was like an iron tower, sat behind the desk and gestured to Zhao Ying to come in.

Zhao Ying sat obediently on the only high chair, with her butt touching the chair, when she saw Instructor Gong take out a slightly faded old photo from the drawer.In the photo, there are two men in military uniforms standing under the shade of a tree. One of them has a tower-like figure at a young age. It is obviously Instructor Gong himself. A lot of fairness.

The man looked familiar, but Zhao Ying couldn't remember who it was.

Instructor Gong clicked on the man next to him in the photo, and said, "Your father and I are comrades-in-arms at the same time."