"Cultivating an Army" Wilder Army Dad

After Baicheng entered the haunted house, he only heard bursts of loud conversations coming from the corridor on the right, it was the gang of recruits.

At this time, the sun had completely set, leaving only the afterglow of the evening. The "haunted house" has been built for a long time, and the corridor itself lacks enough light. It is even more pitch-black at this time, and nothing can be seen clearly. In addition, the road is so messy that a brick is kicked on the road and a person is stepped on. Canned, full of horror atmosphere.

There are nine people in the special class, except for Zhile who is missing, there are seven left, the youngest and the oldest are 21, all young men.Although everyone shouted "Who's afraid?", they didn't dare to leave the house. In addition, two of the seven people were injured. As the sky darkened, each of them spoke louder and louder. Like being able to drive away fear.

Sima Shan's "injury" was very disastrous, and after being supported in the room by Yu Zheng, he huddled in a corner and was silently sad.He never expected that Zhile, who seemed innocent and cute, would strike so hard, and also be so ruthless. He has no "combatant friendship" towards him, and he will do it as soon as he says it!

The good man who was the first to check on Sima Mountain kept yelling, pulled Nanpu and hummed, and strongly demanded to help rub the wound, the more he rubbed, the more he hummed.Heh heh, at the end, Nanpu got annoyed, and grabbed the good man's cheeks and pulled them to both sides, and the world became clean.

However, the reason why a good person is a good person is that he is soft-hearted. He didn't feel much pain anymore. Seeing Sima Shan huddled in a corner, he rushed over to greet him again, but in the end he got a pair of blank eyes.He didn't get angry when he rolled his eyes, he just stayed there and chattered nonsense, extremely unnerved.

The remaining six people chatted together anxiously.

Chatting and chatting, the little white face heard a slight "bang" in the corridor, and immediately jumped up: "There is someone!"

The recruits were all furious, and all jumped up, holding broken iron pipes and broken bricks randomly picked up on the ground as weapons, staring at the door with wide eyes.

"Who!?" A rural soldier boldly shouted, but of course there was no response.

"Are you hallucinating?" Nan Pu quickly approached the little white face, his legs trembling, and asked in a low voice, "Who is there?"

"Really!" Xiaobailian defended anxiously, "It is indeed the sound of someone stepping on a can!"

"But..." The town soldier who was acting alone was the calmest and whispered, "There is no sound of footsteps."

Everyone suddenly felt their hairs stand on end, and listened with ears. Sure enough, there was only boundless silence.

The location of the camp is not in the wilderness, but it is surrounded by military restricted areas, and there are not many people, let alone people, and there is not even the sound of birds, insects, and animals.

The boys were a little hairy, staring at the door blankly, completely unaware of a head sticking out of the glassless window.

Zhile stared at the hairy back of the person inside with wide eyes, thankful that the "enemies" were defenseless.He clenched the stone in his hand and was about to throw it when he heard a short sound of bricks rubbing against the ground, as if someone accidentally kicked a brick while walking.

He immediately squatted down and leaned against the window sill. The camouflage green training uniform was the best cover. There was no light. After a quick look, he couldn't tell there was anyone here.

Zhile was vigilant, and the boys in the room were scared—there was no sound of footsteps, but the sound of kicking things kept approaching.

"Could it be a ghost?" The little boy's face had turned into a little blue face. It was winter, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"Can ghosts kick things?" The lonely town soldier was very calm, his hand holding the iron pipe trembling slightly, "Don't talk nonsense!"

"But, but ghosts can also have spells... what kind of ghosts, yes, isn't it?" Nanpu's Mandarin is even more substandard, and his Nanjing accent pops up, "Wo yes, no, it won't be such a coincidence Bao? Damn it."

"How is that possible!"

The nerveless good man finally stopped his "consolation" to Sima Shan, looked around at the deserted Fa Xiao below, laughed, and walked forward.He poked his head out and looked left and right, but there was no one there, so he immediately froze, turned around, stood by the door with his hips akimbo, and proudly said: "There is no one, it's useless to see you scaring me!"

The good man laughed loudly, and after a series of "ah ha ha ha" laughs, he looked down and found that everyone was looking behind him with terrified expressions.He froze all over, and turned around slowly, only to feel darkness in front of his eyes, and pain in the wound on his forehead, and immediately the "hero" changed into a "bear", and he backed away, screaming.

"What are you doing, yelling?" Baicheng stood at the door with a smile, his dark green winter uniform seemed to melt into the darkness, his tone was as soft as rain and fog, "Are you afraid?"

The recruits were stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly they all burst into breaths, and some timid ones, such as the little white faces, had their legs weakened and sat down on the ground.

The troublemaker kept holding a rotten wooden stick during the whole process, his eyes were round and his mouth was pursed without saying a word, but he was actually quite frightened.At this moment, he was relieved. After taking a few deep breaths, he threw the wooden stick on the ground and cursed: "What do you mean? You deliberately scare us!? Ah? Let me tell you, I want to report to my superiors! I want to You are being reported for personal revenge! You not only withheld our food, but also abused the recruits! You, I, I want to sue you! You want you to be court-martialed!"

Baicheng listened with a smile on his face. Seeing that no one responded, the troublemaker lowered his voice as he spoke, and finally stopped talking, but still stared at him stubbornly.He wasn't in a hurry, he took a slow step into the room, and the recruits took a step back immediately, as if they had encountered a monster.

Baicheng smiled at the troublemaker, and said, "You have learned nouns well, and you know a lot. Then let me ask you, what is the full name of the document that prohibits beating and scolding recruits?"

The troublemaker was taken aback by the question, frowned, and closed his mouth.How can he answer it, let alone the documents, he has never even heard the names of the documents, these are all from his dad who is a senior, before he came, he asked a lot, made up his mind Not to be bullied by veterans.

Baicheng walked around the room, looked around, and smiled brightly: "The conditions are good, comrades! Do you feel very happy?"

Xiaobailian, Nanpu and Haoren are young boys who came out of the army compound, and they are very familiar with the army, so they pouted unhappy at the moment.

Nanpu yelled: "Platoon leader, what's going on with us? This is too much, it's not a place for people to live at all."

"Well, I think so too!" Baicheng sighed again and again, and said with emotion, "I just went to report to the company commander!"

The recruits immediately asked "how is it", and the defeated city sighed, looked out the window, and expressed the sadness of a tiger falling into the sun: "the company commander said, you are all top, and a good horse needs a quick whip, so I will give you a whip." More training! Starting from food, clothing, housing and transportation, everything must be required by the standard of a soldier."

"what?"

The recruits stared at each other for a while, and then shouted together again, chattering, saying everything.

The troublemaker yelled the loudest and jumped into a rage: "Nonsense! We don't have enough to eat, we don't have enough clothes, how can we serve as soldiers! It's nothing to be a soldier without food!"

Damn, I don't know?What are you yelling at me, talk to that guy Zhao Bin!

Baicheng waited for everyone to finish yelling, then picked out his ears, and said casually: "I thought so too, but there is no way, the company commander said, it's not impossible to live here, repair it, and barely get by."

The little boy shook the bed frame, only heard a creaking sound, and said angrily: "Platoon leader, is this worth repairing?"

No, Baicheng thought in his heart, and answered: "Why not, let's fix it slowly."

The good guy asks the most practical question: "So where do we stay tonight?"

Baicheng waved his hand, dispersed a group of soldiers, walked slowly to the window, and said, "Zhile, where do you stay at night?"

Zhile's head was half exposed from the window, her big eyes were bent with a smile, she pointed to the back of the house and said, "I dug a hole behind the building."

"Oh?" Bai Cheng stretched out his hands and jumped out, "Take me to have a look."

A roomful of recruits watched helplessly as the two disappeared and glanced at each other.

Nanpu said, "Won't that little bastard squat outside our window all the time?"

The little white face was shaking like chaff: "Is he a human or a ghost?"

The troublemaker was very angry: "Fuck, didn't we come here by train together?"

The other two were a little relieved, but the good man raised everyone's hearts again with a word: "When the platoon leader came over, why didn't there be any footsteps?" He seemed to feel that the face of the comrade-in-arms was not green enough, and added, "Besides, it's the same with this kid. He makes no sound when he walks. Do you remember that there are weeds under the window outside our house? Do you hear footsteps?"

Everyone started to swallow their saliva wildly, and the little boy scolded: "Fuck, can't you say something nice?"

"I can't help it, these two people are too evil!" The good man said carelessly, and started to poke his head through the door again. As soon as he poked his head out, he bumped into something hard and hot, and immediately yelled, blindfolded run to the house.

As soon as he shouted, everyone in the room also shouted, until Yu Zheng's roar sounded: "What are you shouting, are you sick!?"

Everyone looked back, Yu Zheng was standing at the door, staring at them.