"Cultivating an Army" Wilder Army Dad

The only good thing is that they sat in a corner and no one noticed.He quickly pulled Zhile's hair and lifted it up, and saw that the wild boy's face was full of soup, only a pair of big eyes staring at him in confusion, and the tip of his tongue sticking out from time to time to lick.

He grabbed the paper towels on the table and wiped the wild child casually, and Baicheng ran away with Zhile as if his butt was on fire.

He bought a bowl of boxed lunch, found a small hostel, held chopsticks in his hand, and hit Zhile whenever he bowed his head. After beating Zhile, his forehead was swollen and high, and the little guy learned to use a spoon—he still couldn’t use chopsticks!

"I hate you! I hate you!" Zhi Le yelled vaguely with a mouth full of food, "Here's the food, if you don't hate it, now, hate it!"

The cinnabar blood in Baicheng's heart could no longer be spit out, so he comforted himself: Eat fast anyway!

In the days that followed, Zhile never stopped.Full of energy, from morning to night, just staring at Zhile, he was almost as nervous as going out on a mission.Sometimes, with the blink of an eyelid, the person disappears. If he didn't have a car, Zhile would have lost countless times.

The only thing he was thankful for was that Zhile listened to his father's words and didn't hurt anyone, otherwise, he doubted that his throat had been cut in his dream.

The wild child's hiding skills are absolutely at the level of a king. Locking him in the car, closing the doors and windows, he can shrink up and hide in the narrow space under the chair, as cunning as something.

The defeated city is very worried. The current soldiers are different from before. The tough physical fitness is more dominant than the soft ones. How can such a willow-shaped soldier be a soldier?What's more, this wild child can't even read a word...

Baicheng was depressed all the way, and when he reached the outskirts of the station, he became even more depressed, because he dared not enter the base.

He couldn't bring Zhile in, and he didn't dare to throw Zhile outside alone. Although he was well dressed, this child was wild from the bottom of his heart, ready to sneak away to find "father" anytime and anywhere.

I found a hotel to live in, and I asked for a big bed room, hugged the person tightly, locked the doors and windows, and tied a rope to the lock to make sure that Zhile didn't have any sharp weapons in his pocket, so he went to sleep with a vigilant heart Down.

The next day, when I woke up in the morning, as expected, something happened: Baicheng found that Zhile had torn the sheets into strips, tied his hands to the head of the bed, rode on his chest, pinched his neck and shouted: "I Want my father! Give me back my father!"

Baicheng was actually not angry, but said happily: "Hey, you are speaking sharply? Come on, how did dad write it?"

As soon as the words came out, Bai Cheng was stunned, broke free from the cloth strips, thumped his head against the head of the bed a few times, and muttered softly: "Damn, what a torture I have been!"

Thinking about the atmosphere of the recruit company, and then looking at Zhile who was huddled in the corner of the bed and staring at him, the defeated city just wanted to cry!

With Zhile like this, even if he joins the recruit company, he won't be squeezed out to death! ?What's more, can he get in?Not qualified at all!

Thinking of this, Baicheng's eyes lit up, that's right, Nanmo is in charge of getting people in, he is in charge of training, if he can't get in, it's not his fault, right?

Just one piece of illiteracy can wipe out hundreds of Zhile!

Baicheng immediately felt relieved, got out of bed refreshed, got dressed, called Nanmo, and received instructions: "Don't come back, lest those boys know that you are leaving and make trouble again. In the city Keep the music in your ears, teach him well, and when December comes, just take the train ticket and leave."

Baicheng put down the phone, thought about it, and decided not to think about it for now.He stayed in the army guest house and locked Zhi Le in the house every day for training.Jumping up and down every day to catch monkeys, the door really can't be opened, not only can't it be opened, but also tied to death with a prisoner's knot.In the end, Zhile actually knew how to untie it. He didn't understand TV or game consoles, yet he could untie the prisoner's knot!

If you think about it carefully, you can also understand that such a wild child who fled most of China with his father naturally behaves differently from ordinary children.Since then, Baicheng has changed his strategy, using some novel things to attract Zhile's attention, and at the same time subtly teaching him some things, spending his whole day thinking about how to make the wild child quiet and write down some things.

The wild child has a pretty good memory. Give him an ordinary standard map, and he can memorize the locations of all cities within a hundred kilometers in half a day.However, Baicheng only said in the morning that "you need to use a spoon to eat", and at noon he started to grab it with his hands again.

The cinnabar blood in the defeated city was more than that when the training team pulled out the seedlings.

Time passed quickly, and a month later, Baicheng received a call from the vice-team Chen Bai, saying that he was sending a bus ticket.

When Chen Bai found the place, he saw from the window that their "wise and mighty" captain, Bai Cheng, was sitting on the sofa in the living room. Opposite him was that wild boy who had already shaved his crew-cut head, and his big eyes stared like copper bells. .On the coffee table between the two of them was a pile of paper and pens, as well as some books and newspapers.

"How to write knowing words?"

"will not!"

Snapped!

The rolled up newspaper in Bai Cheng's hand hit Zhi Le on the head: "Think!"

Zhi Le curled her lips, still muttering: "No, no!"

"I'm not not allowed to eat today!"

Zhile's eyes narrowed, and his teeth were ground, before he picked up the pen and slowly wrote a word on the paper.Chen Bai stuck it on the window and looked at it, and barely recognized it as Zhi, but the "mouth" had become a circle, and the arrow was like a dancing big.

Bai Cheng smiled gratifiedly: "Don't you remember? Do you have to hit me?"

Zhile stared and shrank back.

"Continue! How do you write the word Le?"

Zhile wrote this time very bluntly. When Bai Cheng saw it, he immediately raised one corner of his mouth. This action seemed to be a smile, but Chen Bai knew it very well, "Boss Bai" became angry.

"Did you do it on purpose? Ah?" Baicheng gritted his teeth, raised his hand, looked into Zhile's vigilant eyes, suppressed his breath, and started nagging, "I taught you a hundred times, this is my name, It’s not yours, so you can’t remember it? You must remember it, but you didn’t write it on purpose to make trouble with me, right?”

Chen Bai squatted down and began to walk quietly along the base of the wall in an evacuation posture. After walking a few steps, he suddenly realized that he was looking for the captain, why did he hide so far away?

Turning around and entering the guest house, standing outside the door, Chen Bai heard the nagging like a defeated city chanting scriptures inside the door, what he said was no longer important, just the voice made him feel sympathetic.Usually, this sound is accompanied by some training that challenges the limits of human beings, but he also knows that using this trick means that the defeated city has no other tricks and can only be a Tang monk.

Knocking on the door, the sound inside stopped. In the next second, Chen Bai heard a loud bang, followed by the chaotic sound of various objects falling to the ground, mixed with various growls and screams.In a hurry, he took out the master key and fiddled with the door and opened the door. At a glance, he saw the wild child kicking with both hands on the window grille, and his "wise and mighty" captain, Bai Cheng, angrily grabbed Zhile's leg, and the two beat each other. Very happy.

Bai Cheng's strikes seemed to be playing, but the wild child was thin and nimble. Bai Cheng grabbed his legs a few times, but not only was he not caught, but he was kicked several times, one of which almost hit his face.

This kick made Baicheng angry from the heart, and he punched Zhile's calf, and the two of them fought head-to-head, Chen Bai gasped when he saw it, he felt pain, and at the same time felt incredible : Does a 16-year-old hairy kid need such a heavy hand?

However, Chen Bai soon discovered that it was really necessary.

Zhile seems to have no rules when he moves his hands, but when he observes carefully, he finds that his movements are dexterous and agile. Places such as the groin, throat, and lower genitals are extremely vicious, but every time they stop when they are about to hit, and turn their direction reluctantly.

This hairy kid, is he keeping his hand?

Chen Bai couldn't believe his eyes, he looked at the defeated city again, and found that his team leader seemed to have saved his hand.Is it still rare for him to be ravaged by a defeated city?Naturally, it was obvious at a glance.

It's just that Baicheng seems to keep his hand, but he always hits Zhile's weakness, some painful and unimportant places, and Zhile hangs on the window like a snake and twists and turns.

Finally, in a hurry, Zhile stepped on the wall, jumped out of the window like a bat, and went straight to Baicheng. With all four limbs, he hugged Baicheng's head to his chest and beat him fiercely. No rules, just trying to be happy.

Baicheng's eyes darkened, and he felt fists hitting his shoulders and head like raindrops, and he quickly pulled Zhile's lower back hard, trying to tear him off while stepping back.As a result, the sofa lay horizontally on the retreating route, and he just fell straight on the sofa, rolled over, and when he was about to turn himself over and become the master, Zhi Le quickly let go of his hand, and quickly slipped under the sofa and could not come out.

All this happened in a few tens of seconds, Chen Bai stared dumbfounded at Bai Cheng getting up from the sofa in a mess, and said expressionlessly: "What are you doing here?"

"Here, I'll send you a ticket." As expected from the special forces, Chen Bai quickly calmed down, "Old Bai, what are you doing?"

"Be a stepfather!" Baicheng said angrily, hesitated for a few seconds after finishing speaking, and lowered his voice, "Is the team okay?"

"Hey, I'm sorry, you are not a member of the 'Qianlong' now. According to the regulations, I am not allowed to disclose any information to you." Chen Bai finished speaking with a smile, and ran out with oil on his feet before kicking people in the defeated city. .

When he reached the door, he didn't feel that anyone was chasing after him. Chen Bai looked back: Bai Cheng was lying on the ground, and he was pouting his buttocks to pull Zhile under the sofa, and he had to concentrate to avoid the sudden punch at any time.

Seeing the exasperated, anxious and helpless look of the previous captain, Chen Bai shed tears of sympathy.Therefore, he decided to give some encouragement to his captain: "Captain, you can go at ease! The pink and tender recruits are waiting for you to trample on them, so don't show mercy!"