"Cultivating an Army" Wilder Army Dad

Zhile was not afraid of ghosts and gods at all before, because he didn't know it at all.Knowing that the Red Army is not interested in telling him bedtime stories, if he doesn't know, naturally he is not afraid.

After coming to the army, they had a conversation before going to bed. Apart from talking about women, a group of energetic young men were fighting for courage, and ghost stories were simply a must-have weapon.When I was in the recruit company, Zhile was the youngest among the group of people. When I first went there, I was short and small. The "criminal group" headed by the little white face liked to scare him the most. Every time I finished telling ghost stories, I watched him tiptoe around. Climb into the quilt of Baicheng, and the little boy will giggle under the quilt.

With such a little nurturing, Zhile stared at the "human head" in front of her, and her whole body froze with fright.

When the lifelike owl hooted, Zhile calmed down, stared at it with wide eyes, and quickly realized: "Daddy?"

Baicheng hung on the wall, and made a silent gesture to Zhile, and just after the comparison, Zhile "disappeared".Shocked, he climbed up on hands and feet, and immediately saw Zhile sitting on the ground with the "big front door" open.He blinked, rolled in with a puzzled expression, kicked Zhile lightly, and lowered his voice, "What are you doing?"

If it wasn't for the wrong time and place, Zhile would probably jump up and beat up the little daddy—fuck, it's too scary!

Zhile got up tremblingly, zipped it up, and beat Baicheng in shock, then came back to his senses and said, "Little Daddy, how did you get here?"

"Don't worry about it." He didn't even know that Zhile had a tracker on him, and of course Baicheng wouldn't tell him, so that the little guy wouldn't think, "How?"

"How about what?"

"your dad."

"My father is fine."

Baicheng raised his eyebrows, and said displeasedly: "Private soldiers are happy, obey orders! Stand at attention!"

Hearing this, Zhile stood at attention reflexively.

"Report your experience today, hurry up!"

Zhile hesitated for a while, then whispered: "Little Daddy, is it okay if I don't say anything first?"

Looking at Zhile's pitiful appearance, Baicheng sighed: "If you think it is necessary. However, if there is any danger, you must tell me immediately, understand?"

"Of course." Zhile suddenly became energetic, pondered for a while, laughed involuntarily, and said with joy, "Little Daddy, thank you."

Baicheng was about to go out, when he heard this, he smiled and said, "What?"

"You trust me more than Dad."

"yes?"

The sudden sound immediately made Le shudder in fright. Before he could say anything, Bai Cheng had already thrown the flash bomb in his palm with quick eyesight and hands.The strong silent flash caused Zhile to close his eyes involuntarily. In the darkness, he felt something hit him. He felt anxious and reached out to fish for it, but nothing was found. After that, there was a series of physical impacts and muffled sensations. Hum sounded.

It took a long time for Zhile to recover her eyesight, and there were still blue butterflies flying in front of her eyes, tears streaming down her face.He rubbed his eyes helplessly, but was interrupted by a big slap. Zhihongjun's voice sounded above his head: "Don't rub your eyes! The first thing you do when you encounter an enemy in the dark is to close your eyes. Why can't you remember?" ?”

Zhile's eyes have unusual sensitivity and can see even in extremely dark conditions.For this reason, he was also greatly affected by the flash bomb. When he was flashed for the first time, he burst into tears all day. Bai Cheng felt distressed when he saw it, but he hardened his heart and trained him for a long time.There is no way, if you don't shed tears in normal times, you will bleed in wartime.

Today, Zhile is much better.However, Baicheng was here, he instinctively let go of his defenses, and now he was caught in a flash, excruciating pain.

"Father, where are you?"

Zhile's hand was grabbed by a powerful big hand, and Zhihongjun's angry voice approached: "You can't even deal with a flash bomb? What did the army teach you?"

"Did not notice."

"Didn't pay attention to the fart!" Zhi Hongjun scolded, "You haven't practiced your eyes well!"

"father……"

"Okay, okay, come back to your room and I'll give you some medicine." Zhihongjun took Zhile's hand, just like how many times before, "Your squad leader is unqualified!"

Zhile couldn't see, but followed Zhihongjun without any worries. He absolutely believed in his father, but he unconsciously defended the city: "How do you know? He is amazing!"

"How powerful?"

Zhile did not dare to reveal the identity of the defeated city, but muttered: "Anyway, it's very powerful!"

Zhi Hongjun became more and more unhappy the more he heard it, he looked at Zhi Le's frown, and he began to think about the man just now.

His skills are indeed good, tough enough, and decisive enough. Over the years, he has worked hard with "real knives and real guns". He thinks he is no worse than some "fancy" troops in the army, but since he was sent out to perform a mission, he believes that the opponent There are still two brushes.Even if he did the calculations mentally but not intentionally, the other party escaped from him without a sound, without disturbing anyone. Although they were not on guard here, it was not bad.

However, thinking that if he hadn't come to look for him, this kid wouldn't know what to say to Zhi Le, Zhi Hongjun felt a chill rise from the bottom of his heart.

This time, the reason why he participated in such a big "event" was because he wanted to stop.

It has been almost 20 years, and he is tired of the days of fleeing. Perhaps, it is time to end.However, hiding places are easy to find, but money is hard to find. He has never been harsh on Zhile in these years. Although he spends not much, it is considered a large proportion of his "income".At least, he must earn enough money for his retirement. Don't look at him alive and well now, when he gets old, his injuries will be troublesome enough.

No matter what, this meeting must be completed carefully, and he is also very aware of the risks involved.Zhile's guess was right. If Zhihongjun really participated in this operation, I'm afraid he would only have two choices: eating peanuts or getting an injection.Unfortunately, in his mind, he is no longer able to do ordinary work, and no one can convince him of this, including Chile.

This trip, he decided to go.

Zhile held Zhi Hongjun's hand until she fell into bed, whispering about how good her little dad was.In his mouth, this "little daddy" is omnipotent, and he is very good to him, even if he wants the moon in the sky, "little daddy" will pick it for him.

Zhihongjun was not happy to hear it, and Zhile said something and he refuted it, until the voice of speaking gradually died down not long after, and Zhile fell asleep.He touched Zhile's head by the moonlight, and said helplessly: "I am relieved to have this person protecting you." His tone was full of melancholy, "You, it's better not to have anything to do with me." Good. Be your soldier well. In this life, as long as you remember that you have a dad. Dad hopes that you can be content and happy, and have an ordinary life. "

As he spoke, Zhi Hongjun also had a sore nose, stretched out his strong arms to embrace Zhi Le into his arms, and closed his eyes after sighing.

Early the next morning, knowing that Hongjun was woken up by the sound of his mobile phone, his face changed when he picked it up.After hanging up the phone, he punched Zhile to wake him up, and said calmly, "Get up, hurry up!"