"Cultivating an Army" Wilder Army Dad

The letter clearly and concisely introduced Zhile's situation. He was a fugitive with his father in China for 16 years. When he was a child, he was tied to a dog and ran around. Countless criminal police, special police, and soldiers chased after them. They were shot, beat people, and saw murder...

Such a baby is not easy to bring along, while thinking this way, Bai Cheng said enthusiastically: "Zhi Le."

Zhile glanced over.

"Come here." Bai Cheng waved his hand.

All the soldiers stared at their "defeated boss", this cold-blooded perverted instructor who pretended to have a stroke in the face, at this moment he was like a strange uncle seducing a little girl with a lollipop, which made it impossible to look directly at.

For no reason, Zhile felt that something was wrong with this man, nothing was right anywhere, he took a few steps forward, clenched the sharpened twig in his hand, bent his waist carefully, and was ready to escape at any time.

Baicheng looked at Zhile's tense body, felt a little funny in his heart, and continued to say softly, "I'll have a message for your father."

Zhile stood on the edge of the shadow, staring at Baicheng, the hairs all over his body stood on end.He has experienced this feeling before, when he was rounded up before, every time he had this feeling, it meant that something very powerful came, such as dogs, square boxes, and "little sun at night", roaring loudly Helicopter stuff, that, made him suffer a lot.

There are also some people, just like the man in front of him. Whenever this happens, Dad will be very nervous.

Seeing Zhile's vigilance, Baicheng secretly praised him, leaned forward a few steps, and said, "Come here, don't let others hear you."

Zhile was very hesitant, and the father said that he must hear the answer before coming back, but he didn't want to lean over.He was very nervous, and a numbness rose from his fingertips and spread to his heels. His feet were heating up, but his eyes were wide open, without blinking.

"I want to stick to you and say it, otherwise others will know."

The selected soldiers all showed disdain, but they were cast back by Baicheng with a cold look, obediently holding their guns as the background.

Zhile hesitated again and again, but still walked out of the shadows, leaning his upper body and approaching Baicheng.The flickering light in the man's eyes made him uncomfortable, but he had no choice but to follow his father's words.

One step, two steps, three steps... Baicheng calculated the attack distance, and when Zhile finally got within arm's reach, his hand knife rushed towards Zhile's neck like lightning. He had done this hundreds of times, There are not many chances of failing, but this time, not only did he fail, he was also pinned against his neck by a sharp branch.

Zhile bent down and lowered her head at that moment, her arm pierced the branch at an incredible angle and speed.

The old man said that it is forbidden to hurt people, so Zhile just held up the branch steadily, stared at Baicheng with a stern look and said, "You liar has a long nose!"

There were snickers around, Baicheng felt that his old face had been thrown at his grandma's house, so he didn't think much about it, he stood up, put his neck on the branch, tensed his muscles, and rushed forward, the branch with thick fingers It actually stopped at the sound!

The hard qigong unique to the Turtle Soldiers, a skill that ordinary scouts must master, came in handy at this time.But thanks to the stable top of the tree branch, if it is wobbly, plus a little distance and momentum, Baicheng will have to insert a branch in his trachea to wait for emergency treatment.

Baicheng glanced at Zhile, and found that the little guy was not surprised at all. Instead, he jumped back and landed on the thick dead leaves in the woods without making a sound.He noticed that Zhile's hands were on the back of his waist, as if he was holding something, obviously the branch just now was not a real weapon.

A veteran of the Sino-Vietnamese counterattack, I still don’t know what tricks to pass on to my son. While thinking about it, Baicheng slowly approached.At this time, it is impossible to cheat, he lowered his voice and said: "You can't make it through!"

"No!"

A snicker sounded again, and the defeated city swept around, and the sound stopped.

"If you don't come over, I'll go over!"

As soon as the words fell, all the soldiers felt a blur in front of their eyes, and a thin body in the shadows rushed up the cliff like a monkey.

Bai Cheng couldn't help but open his mouth. He has seen many strange people and strange things, but things like this really opened his eyes.

Zhile's limbs easily climbed up the almost sloping cliff, and those fragile roots, weeds, and meaningless protrusions were gently pulled by him, and they flew up with that thin body.

Yes, instead of climbing, but flying, that figure seemed to have no weight, and reached the top of the hill in an instant.

"Damn, is this a human or a monkey!?"

"Nonsense, can monkeys talk?"

"Maybe it's the Monkey King?"

"I'm still Sun Wukong!"

"Shut up!" Bai Cheng cursed angrily, "Give me the gun!"

"Captain, gun?" The faces of the selected training players were ugly.

"Sedation gun!" Bai Cheng looked coldly, "Also, if the other party is a child, even if he wants to kill someone, are you not going to shoot?"

The training team members didn't say a word, and the defeated city didn't say much. It's too early to say these things at this time.

When Baicheng raised his gun, Zhile had already climbed to the top of the cliff, and was hanging upside down on the top of the cliff, with his limbs hooked, looking like a big beehive from a distance, against the sky, it was too obvious.With a distance of less than 50 meters, if you miss Baicheng, you definitely need to see an ophthalmologist.

The sound of the anesthesia gun was muffled. Once the shot passed, the hanging "honeycomb" shook, but it still managed to flip up.Seeing the figure disappearing tremblingly, Baicheng spat, and reluctantly went around to climb up the slow place. There was no way, he could climb this cliff, but it would take a lot of time, so he might as well take a detour .

The evening sky gradually turned red, and Baicheng quickly found the place, but there was no one there. He followed the traces on the ground and saw Zhile curled up under the tree.The small body was curled up in a ball, covered with some leaves, obviously Zhile wanted to hide before unconsciousness, but was no match for the effect of the anesthetic, and fell asleep anyway.

Baicheng pushed aside the leaves, touched the thin clothes on Zhile's body, frowned, and quickly took off the clothes on his body to wrap the wild child up.The wild child was curled up in his arms, as small as a child in his early ten years old. After all, he lived in the wild, so he looked really bad.

Baicheng suddenly felt cheated.

When Zhile was carried back to the camp, a group of recruited soldiers came over as if they were surprised, and were kicked away by the defeated city one by one, and entered the tent. Nanmo disappeared without a trace, leaving only A letter and a message: I can't bring it well. When you come back, run naked on the playground for [-] laps in front of the selected players!

After all, he still wants me to go back, Baicheng smiled secretly, but soon, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Zhile woke up much earlier than scheduled, and when she opened her eyes, she jumped out of the bed like a monkey, without any sequelae of anesthesia.

Baicheng had paid attention to it a long time ago, and hugged Zhile's ribs from behind, and there was still room to wrap his arms around it.

Zhile is called a showman, but unfortunately, all his "equipment" was stripped away by Baicheng.

It can be regarded as an eye-opener, such as pointed branches, wooden bows, ropes made of plants, and various handmade things.He compared these with his own standard equipment, and they were really complete, so he shook his head and smiled wryly.

When Zhile woke up, he soon found out why Nanmo specially emphasized the need to "teach" well.

"Your father told you to follow me!"

"Liar!"

"Your father said it in his letter! See for yourself!"

"illiterate!"

The defeated city is like five thunders: "You can't read!?"

Zhile was tearing at Baicheng's arm, yelling, "I don't know! I don't know! I don't know!"

Baicheng clamped Zhile's face between two palms, and asked seriously: "Have you ever been in a city? Do you know a city? A place with many people."

"Hate the city!" Zhile turned her face angrily, "Hate the city! Hate the iron box! Hate the box! Hate people!"

Zhile's description made Baicheng feel as if he had been struck by lightning a dozen times. He frowned and said, "Speak well!"

"It's hard to talk! It's hard to talk!" Zhile felt that something was wrong and struggled desperately, "Dad! Dad! Go home! Dad!"

After more than ten minutes, Baicheng finally confirmed that this was a real wild child, it couldn't be more real, it was definitely not "cooked".

How to teach this kind of wild child?Illiterate, don't know a single word, don't understand anything, can't speak well, can't communicate!

Baicheng handed over the exercise to the deputy team, and drove back to the station alone with Zhile. He didn't want his affairs to affect the soldiers selected for training, and there was no need to inform everyone of his departure.

On the first day, Baicheng didn't care about it, he slept in the car with the door unlocked, but when he opened his eyes in the middle of the night, Zhile disappeared, causing him to spend a whole day groping in the wild like a chicken blood.After finally touching someone, the little thing was still climbing on a tree more than ten meters high, even though he barked and kicked to death, he couldn’t get down. He was scolded so anxiously that he jumped onto another tree one by one, and he changed one after another. The tree continued to kick.

Until the fourth tree, the wild child was driven into a hurry. He chose a small tree and broke it in a single jump. Baicheng was so frightened that he went to pick it up, but Zhile lightly slammed it in the process of falling. After kicking off the tree pole, he fell into the grass and rolled a few times, unharmed.

The defeated city is a mouthful of cinnabar blood, which has stained the black earth red!

The next day, Baicheng set off with Zhile carefully.In the car, he didn't see anything special. After entering the county, he quickly saw Zhile's "skills".

The day before, he ate dry food. Now that he arrived in the county, he would naturally not feel wronged. Baicheng took Zhile to find a beef noodle restaurant.Until he sat down, he held Zhile's arm tightly, for fear that the kid would run away if he didn't pay attention, so he deliberately chose a seat near the corner, and sat on the same side as Zhile, blocking the wild boy in the corner.

The face came, and as a show of goodwill, Baicheng broke off the chopsticks and handed them to Zhile.

Seeing Zhi Le Yi's confused look, he felt chills: This kid can't even use chopsticks, can he?

At this time, he couldn't help hating Zhile's father.

Nurturing and nurturing, Zhile's father simply does not raise children. Zhile is no different from a beast child, except that he walks upright and can talk--speaking is slurred!

Baicheng stared at Zhile sideways while eating, to see what kind of moth he would make. After thinking about it, at most he would just grab it with his hands, which didn't seem particularly weird. Didn't this kind of thing happen rarely in special forces training? ?

As expected, Zhile dropped her chopsticks, stared at the noodle bowl for a while, then suddenly stretched out her head and buried her whole face in the bowl!

Baicheng is another mouthful of cinnabar blood, staining the beef noodles red!