"Cultivating an Army" Wilder Army Dad

The author has something to say: If you read this article after December 12th, don’t read this description: Since there are not many articles, I have corrected the front, corrected BUG and typos, and sorted out the nicknames to avoid confusion.The previous titles were written a bit confusingly, so make a list to clear them up as an apology: three small children in the compound:

"Nan Pu" Fang Jiang

"Good guy" Wei Guang

"Little Boyfriend" Lu Qi

Father is a senior:

"Troublemaker" ancient building

In the future, "Nanpu" and "Good Man" will not be used anymore. Sure enough, it is not enough for people to use nicknames too much.

that's all.

Zhile didn't understand the queue training at all. He stood in the queue in a daze, glancing at the defeated city from time to time, trying to find the meaning of doing so.

A group of people stand together, turn right and turn left for a while, what are they doing?Enough support?

The first thing Dad taught Zhile is not to do unnecessary movements, and to conserve energy at all times, because you don't know when the "enemy" will appear, let alone when the next meal will be available !

Therefore, except for the necessary movements, Zhile can always stay still. If it is about staying still, he can lurk for three days and three nights.The longest time, when Dad left for seven days, he stayed in the bunker, eating, drinking, and sleeping in a few small square meters.

What is the use of such a thing as a "queue"?

With such confusion, Zhile reluctantly followed the queue, and when he stood in the military posture, he didn't understand even more.

Why do you have to stand so straight?Be a target?

Fortunately, few people in the whole queue stood upright, and he wasn't so conspicuous, so the morning exercises were just like that.

Baicheng sighed in his heart, but didn't say anything.Yu Zheng was very optimistic, and led a group of ducklings back home satisfied.

After the morning exercises, each class took them back to tidy up the housework. In addition to washing and cleaning, the recruits also learned how to make quilts. This work is a classic of the Turtle Army.

The ten ducklings in the special class were sweating profusely, each doing their own unique tricks. Some kneeled on the quilt, beat the quilt vigorously, and some put the quilt on the ground and jumped along the edge desperately.

Yu Zheng was so busy that he was sweating, and he had to teach the recruits how to fold his own.

The squad leader of Baicheng took a leisurely tour of the first and third shifts under his name, and when he came back, he lamented how good the accommodation conditions of the next and third shifts were, causing all eyes to roll.

After that, he went to teach Zhile.

Zhile has already been regarded by the other recruits in the special class as the squad leader's follower, those who dislike the defeated city don't like him, and those who want to please the defeated city also want to please him by the way.It's a pity that he ignored all of these, and others said a few words, which made him feel embarrassed, so he ignored him.

Others were busy tidying up the housework, Zhile stood beside the bed, watching other people's actions in a daze.He didn't understand why the quilt was folded, nor did he understand the meaning of folding the quilt, just like the queue and military posture just now, no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't understand it.

"Zhile, why don't you stack?"

"Why do you have to fold it?" Zhile asked in confusion, "Isn't the function of the quilt just to keep warm? It won't be warm just because it's folded properly."

There were chuckles and mocking in the dormitory, Baicheng sighed, and said while helping Zhile fold the quilt, "Are there many things you don't understand?"

"Ah."

"That's how the army is." The defeated city folded half, and signaled Zhi Le to try his hand with the other half, "Don't you want to be a soldier? Soldiers like me are made by doing these things."

"Such a thing?" Zhile fiddled with it a few times, let alone a straight line, he didn't even have a shape, he straightened up, looked at the quilt and said, "I don't understand, I think you are very similar to Dad, but, Dad Never do those things."

Baicheng sat on the edge of the bed, patted Zhile on the back, and sighed: "Your father, what you want most in this life is to be able to do these things again."

Why did the old man become a fugitive?It's not in the file, I have to ask Nan Mo next time.

Baicheng thought to himself, but still urged: "No matter what, a soldier must obey the order of the officer, understand? Now, as your platoon leader, I order you to fold the quilt, immediately, immediately!"

"Yes!" Zhile replied very cleverly, and began to serve the quilt like others.

Baicheng began to stroll around the dormitory with his hands behind his back, looking like he was doing nothing, Yu Zheng saw it and felt quite the urge to vomit blood.

The squad leader is clearly a loser, yet he is leisurely and able to talk. It's so unfair!It's not fair, it can only be unfair, who told him that he volunteered to follow the defeated city?

The stabbing soldiers watched Zhile tossing the quilt there, the troublemaker winked at Fang Jiang, and leaned over to say a few words.Fang Jiang giggled, and was about to sneak over, but was held back by Xiaobailian and Wei Guang.

"what are you doing?"

"I'm going to help that recruit."

"How to help?"

Fang Jiang made a gesture of sprinkling water, and the boy frowned: "Don't do such immoral things! That kid has a platoon leader as the backstage, and he is a powerful character. Besides..." He glanced at the troublemaker who was laughing secretly Ghost, approached Fang Jiangdao, "What are you doing behind Gu Jian? Serving him as a gunman, are you stupid?"

Wei Guang was soft-hearted, and persuaded him: "That's right, why are you bullying the kid? That kid is as thin as a monkey, short and dark. You're almost twenty, tall and strong. Excuse me?"

Fang Jiang blushed a little when Fa Xiao said this, but, thinking of the scene where Zhile kicked his ass last night, he argued angrily: "It's not like being a gunman, using each other. I'm not going to fight, What are you afraid of! Just this once, once! I won’t be reconciled if I don’t make Zhile once!”

"Anyway, don't overdo it!" The little boy could not speak, and helplessly dragged the mumbling Wei Guang aside.

Sima Shan saw everything in his eyes, and he understood it when he thought about it. Angrily, he wanted to go up and say a few words, but was stopped by other rural soldiers.

Fang Jiang was a little uneasy, but after seeing the expectant eyes of the troublemaker, he still walked over and said to Zhile, "Hey, Zhile, right? You can't fold it well. I'll teach you a good way to fold it once you fold it." alright!"

Zhile blinked her eyes, and looked for Baicheng and Yu Zheng, who happened to be outside.He thought about the meaning of his comrades-in-arms, then nodded and said, "What way?"

Fang Jiang chuckled and said, "Sprinkle some water, and the cotton will be easy to fold when it hardens."

Zhile thought about it for a moment, and then went to pick up some water and sprinkle it on it. Sure enough, he quickly folded a tofu block.

There was tittering in the dormitory until the squad leaders came back to check the internal affairs.

The two checked one by one, and Yu Zheng commented from time to time. They were very satisfied with the level of the recruits, and when they were about to praise a few words, they saw Zhile's "tofu".

Baicheng was startled, touched Zhile's quilt, couldn't help laughing, and asked, "How did you come up with this method?"

"He taught me." Zhile couldn't remember the name, and pointed at Fang Jiang.

The smile on Baicheng's face disappeared immediately. He turned his head to look at Fang Jiang, and saw that the boy's attitude was not so obstinate. He lowered his head, evasively daring to look at him, so he didn't care about it for the time being, and turned his head to ask Zhile: " How do you sleep like this? Don't use your brain!"

"It's okay." Zhi Le said nonchalantly, "You can still sleep."

Bai Cheng was startled: "Have you ever slept?"

"No." Zhile said, "But I didn't have a quilt when I was with my father before, so I piled up the leaves and got in. If it's too cold to sleep, I can get up and run. Besides, it's not cold in this room, which is pretty good."

Everyone showed incredible expressions, and there was a little more sympathy in the eyes looking at Zhile.Fang Jiang groaned and groaned, his face flushed, and he pretended to be fine.

Baicheng and Yu Zheng looked at each other, and walked out with a cold face.

As soon as he went out, Yu Zheng walked out, and Bai Cheng grabbed him: "What are you going for?"

"I'm going to get a new quilt for Zhile."

"No, wait."

Baicheng raised his chin in the opposite door, Yu Zheng sneaked in, and found that Fang Jiang picked up his quilt and threw it on Zhile's bed, and fled back to his bunk with the wet quilt.After a while, seeing that Zhile was going to sprinkle water again, he cursed angrily, drove Zhile away, and ran to help Zhile carefully fold the quilt into tofu cubes. Sprinkle water again", and then stopped.

Yu Zhengyi grinned: "This kid is not bad."

"Speaking of loyalty and empathy, he is the type of a big brother, but unfortunately he has a violent temper and a little stiff mind, otherwise, he is a good material for an officer." Yu Zheng followed with a smile: "Platoon leader, in fact, what you like the most in your heart is Zhile, you can find faults with others, Zhile is the best."

Baicheng smiled wryly, patted Yu Zheng on the shoulder, and sighed: "You will understand later."