"Cultivating an Army" Wilder Army Dad

Zhile has been under a lot of pressure recently, and the troublemaker's relentless staring always makes his hair stand on end, wishing he could grow a pair of eyes on his back.

The recruits practiced all day, and when the lights were turned off at nine o'clock in the evening, all of them slept like pigs.Except for one person, Zhile has been tossing and turning, unable to sleep recently.

The current amount of training is just drizzle for Zhile, standing still all day, bored to death.On the contrary, the literacy homework every night is his biggest headache. Baicheng got a bunch of books from somewhere, and he has to memorize a page of books if he makes a wrong stroke.The pinyin was densely marked on the book by Baicheng, and he had to memorize it word by word according to the unfamiliar pinyin, and he had to be checked the next day.

The most depressing thing is that those books are all theoretical books like "On Guerrilla Warfare". Seeing that Zhile is one head and two big, I have to memorize them by rote.

Therefore, the end result of excessive brain use is insomnia at night.

Baicheng has been very tired recently, busy managing the training progress of the recruits, not only the special class, but also a row.The other two squad leaders didn't say anything, but he was still the platoon leader in name, so he couldn't really ignore anything.After taking care of all this, he had to mark the phonetic symbols for Zhile.Zhile is afraid of reading, and he is also afraid of marking. After one article, marking makes him dizzy. What's more depressing is that he often finds himself marking wrongly.

On such a busy day, he would close his eyes as soon as he touched the pillow, sleeping unconsciously.

I am used to being a soldier, and I sleep with one eye open.A few minutes after Baicheng lay down, he felt movement in front of the bed. When he opened his eyes, he found that Zhile was walking out the door in only his underwear.

Baicheng raised the pillow and smashed it over!

Zhile was knocked straight, turned his head and looked around vigilantly, his sneaky expression made Baicheng laugh and annoyed, waved his hand to signal him to come over, slapped his ass, and cursed in a low voice: " Where are the pants?"

Zhile was evasive, and Baicheng took a closer look at his underwear, and unexpectedly found that it was a new pair.

When it comes to non-hygiene, Zhile in this class is the second and no one dares to be the first.

Originally, few of the middle-aged and middle-aged people were hygienic. A pair of socks can stand up, Zhile is even more powerful. When washing socks for Zhile, she rolled her eyes while washing them.

Zhile, why don't you get up in the middle of the night and change your underwear?What are you doing?

After all, Baicheng came from here, so he understood after a little thought, he suppressed a smirk and said, "Did you wet the bed?"

Zhile's face flushed red, she quickly knelt down and said, "I was wrong, don't hit me!"

Bai Cheng was stunned, pulled Zhi Le up with some embarrassment, climbed to the top bunk and saw it: it wasn't bedwetting at all, Xiao Zhi Le had grown up!

He climbed down with a smile on his face, seeing that Zhile was still holding his head against the wall of the bedside table, he couldn't bear it immediately, pulled Zhile up and said, "Dad, did you beat you before?"

Zhile nodded, still evasive, as if afraid of being slapped suddenly: "Dad said I shouldn't be bed-wetting when I'm such an adult."

Baicheng pulled Zhile over and said, "That's not bedwetting."

"No?" Zhile blinked her eyes and relaxed her vigilance, "What is that?"

Baicheng suddenly got stuck, and didn't know how to explain it. After thinking for a long time, his brain was stuck, so he had to coax: "I'll tell you tomorrow, sleep now!"

"Yes!"

Zhile was about to climb up to the upper bunk, but was pulled down by Baicheng: "It's all wet, why don't you sleep! Come down and sleep with me!"

They had been sleeping together before coming to the barracks, and Zhile immediately entered the bed of the defeated city.Baicheng sneaked in, shook Zhile's cold body in his arms, sighed, "Children are hot, this is not cold", and then fell asleep.

Strange to say, as soon as she hugged Baicheng, Zhile fell asleep very quickly and stayed awake all night, her thighs were still curled up on Baicheng's legs, tightly entangled like an octopus.In the early morning, he could sneak back to the upper bunk while others were awake.The next day, he forgot about asking about "bed-wetting", and went to training as soon as the quilt was dry.When he "wets the bed" next time, he simply changed into his underwear and got into the bed of the defeated city.

At the beginning, Baicheng was so frightened that he choked on the cold object that got into his arms, scaring Zhile enough.After getting used to it, I simply stretched out my arms, hugged Zhile into my arms and fell asleep.It wasn't until one time that Zhile "wetted" his bed as well, so he prepared an extra quilt in the class. If Zhile "wetted the bed" in the middle of the night, he would change the bed by himself before going to sleep.

After Zhile found out, he was quite unhappy, and Baicheng asked him why, and he replied, "Sleeping soundly with you in my arms", but he was slapped on the back of the head by the angry Baicheng, scolded, and then he gave up.

The first two months of the recruit company are mainly basic physical fitness and queue training, just two words: boring!

How to improve physical fitness?practice!

How to stand in line?practice!

Every time there is morning exercise, the recruits should logically run in unison, shouting passwords, singing, and running together in groups.

What about special classes?Two words, I don't!

The ten recruits sprinted forward screaming like crazy, covering 800 meters in one sprint.What about formation?Where is there any formation!After running, they started to "pull noodles", and the team dragged on for a long time.When I was too tired, I started jogging, and finally got the team in order. I don’t know who yelled, and started sprinting again, and started pulling noodles again.

It was useless even for the duty officer to follow behind the special squad and scold them bloody. A group of recruits still rushed forward regardless.Every time after scolding a few times, Baicheng ran over with a smile, pretending to be a grandson, bowing his head to the company on duty, and waited for everyone to finish the five kilometers, and then put on a pretentious training, and then punished him with an 800-meter fine!

The morning exercise for recruits from other classes is 3 kilometers, and the morning exercise for recruits from the special class is a 5-kilometer variable-speed run plus an 800-meter acceleration run.At the end of the first run, the recruits laughed when they saw the special class who almost crawled into the cafeteria, thinking they were sick.Gradually, the special class got used to it, and began to shout their voices again when they were singing. During morning exercises, they were able to laugh and laugh while running, which made the eyes of other classes pop out.

Even the on-duty staff made small reports on the special class more than once, and Zhao Bin called Bai Cheng to give him a lesson every time, and then closed the door, putting on a smiling face and calling "instructor, instructor" in private.

Speaking of which, it's really not the fault of Baicheng.

Zhile always kept in mind the words "be better than others", so, while running, he started to sprint at different speeds.

As soon as he took the lead, Fang Jiang couldn't sit still, and started sprinting with a roar, urging Wei Guang and Xiaobailian to hurry up while rushing back, or they will settle the score afterwards!There's nothing you can do with two small shots, just follow along and rush forward!The four rushed forward, how could the troublemaker still sit still, and went mad without saying a word, trying to keep up.These five people went up, and the rural soldiers accounted for the majority of the remaining people. Naturally, they were not convinced. They felt that the urban soldiers looked down on them, and ran forward screaming.

A class is not afraid of showing off, but is afraid of joining forces and being lazy.Out of one vanguard, the rest are eighteen or nineteen-year-old brats, who will be convinced?Especially the name of the special class, when they go out, other classes look at them, although they are provocative, but they also contain envy and jealousy. Lost one.

The recruits are doing nonsense every day, finally blowing the wind to the defeated city who always turn a blind eye.