"Cultivating an Army" Wilder Army Dad

In Zhile's cognition, it shouldn't be like this to go down to die by yourself, so his first reaction was to shout: "Platoon leader, don't go down, this is a swamp, it will swallow people."

These words made Baicheng's forehead burst out with blue veins: "Then I'm coming down now, what are you going to do?"

"I..." Zhile was dumbfounded for a while, and said, "Then you come up."

"What if I can't make it?"

Zhile seemed to understand something, she didn't speak, just stood there with her lips pursed.

Seeing Zhile like this, Baicheng felt anxious and sad.

For this training, he deliberately came down to see Zhile's reaction. If Zhile could really leave him behind, Zhile's road to the military camp would come to an end.

Before coming, Yu Zheng asked him suspiciously: "Why are you doing this? Zhi Le is ignorant and can be educated slowly, why use this method?"

"I'm not educating him, I just want to know something." Baicheng frowned and said, "When you were a child, you were given a piece of candy, and you still knew how to smile! Zhile is closest to me, right? If even I If not, do you think he can save others? This is no longer a question of whether he can be saved, but a question of whether he can still become a person. A person who has no sympathy for anyone or anything , can’t be a soldier, especially can’t be a leading soldier, cultivating such a soldier is irresponsible to the country and the people! It’s cultivating a time bomb!”

Baicheng seldom made such a serious long speech. After listening to it, Yu Zheng couldn't react for a while, and said in a low voice: "Platoon leader, then you actually want to know if he can still treat others well?"

"Probably that's what it means." Baicheng said irritably, "War will eliminate the weak, but a soldier is not qualified to eliminate his comrades. This is not a rational arithmetic problem, but about belief and emotion, about life... Seeing Yu Zheng with his mouth open and his idiot face, he waved his hands with little impatience, "Anyway, just wait, if something really happens, hurry up and save me!"

At this moment, seeing Zhile pouted and looking away, Baicheng's heart became cold. Maybe Zhile couldn't sympathize with others emotionally. He shouldn't let Zhile come to the barracks, let alone force him to Zhile.

Perhaps it would be better for Zhile to become an ordinary person...

Baicheng thought about it, and unconsciously took a step forward. When Zhile saw it, he suddenly yelled: "Platoon leader! Don't move! Don't! Don't move! I beg you not to move!"

The defeated city was taken aback, and everyone was frightened.Zhile has never spoken in such a loud voice, he is always cold, low, concise and powerful, and will never speak incoherently and yell like now.

Zhi Le's face was terribly pale, her hands and feet were trembling, her whole body was trembling like a leaf falling in the wind, her big eyes were staring at the defeated city, but they were dull, and she looked at a loss.

Baicheng knows Zhile very well, but at this moment, he is a little uncertain about Zhile's state.After hesitating for a few seconds, he became cruel and took another step forward, but Zhile remained motionless.

Baicheng was puzzled, and took a few big steps forward. He knew the hole he dug best. After a few steps, the mud quickly flooded his thighs.He looked at Zhile, but still stood there blankly, without any response.

"Know……"

Baicheng's words just started, and Zhile suddenly rushed in without saying a word.He was thin and small, and he ran so fast that he stepped on the mud until he ran in front of the defeated city before sinking into it.When he couldn't run anymore, he got down on the ground, tried his best to hook the defeated city, and began to try to dig out the defeated city.

If you don’t have tools, you can dig with your hands. If your hands hurt, you can use your arms. Even if you sink yourself, as long as Baicheng’s legs are exposed bit by bit, he will not stop.

It's okay if the nail is dug out, it doesn't hurt!

It doesn't matter if your hand is broken, it doesn't hurt!

The finger joints hurt as if they were out of joint, but it's okay, it doesn't hurt!

"Zhile! Zhile! Stop digging! You don't want your hands anymore? Zhile!"

Baicheng kept shouting, trying to tell Zhile to stop digging, but he kept digging as if he couldn't hear him, until Baicheng leaned forward and grabbed his hand firmly. He struggled a few times and found that he was struggling. After not opening, he raised his head, looked at Bai Cheng's face, and suddenly burst into tears.

"Little dad! Don't die, little dad! Don't die! Don't leave me! Don't want me! Daddy doesn't want me anymore! I know daddy won't come back! Don't die! No one will come back after you die! Want me!" Zhile yelled like crazy, the tears couldn't stop pouring out, crying so hard, "Daddy, I'm obedient! I'll save them! I'll die with them! You Don't want me! Don't die, don't leave me, I am really obedient!"

Baicheng tried to stabilize his mood, hugged Zhile's arms and shouted: "I won't go! I won't die! Zhile, I'm here! Zhile!"

However, no matter how much he yelled, Zhile cried and yelled desperately to pull Baicheng out.Right now, there is only one thought in his mind: No matter what, he can't let Xiao Daddy die!Little dad died, and he was the only one left in this world!

Dad always told him: "No matter who is worthy of letting you die, you don't want to accompany anyone to die, including your father and me, understand? Those are strangers, brat, remember to me, You can't die for those strangers! Put yourself first!"

The old man was injured once, he was scolded and left, but he couldn't help but go back, and ended up being severely beaten by the old man. From then on, he got used to being alone.Live alone, train alone, grow up alone.

Zhile tried his best to endure the tide-like loneliness. At night, he just wanted to sleep in a small place, the smaller the better. If it was smaller, his side would not be so empty, and the night would not be so cold.

Even if he didn't understand why he had to work hard to live, he did what his father said: everything should be done with the priority of keeping him alive!

Later, Zhile had a younger father.

At first, he was so uncomfortable.There is a person with his eyes open, and there is a person with his eyes closed. It seems that there are many things in his lonely life.These things are so warm, and his heart also jumped when it was warm.

Therefore, although there are many things he is not used to, Zhi Le still feels that it is good to have Xiao Daddy, but he can feel that other people are different from Xiao Daddy, even if they pretend to help him on the surface, it seems His eyes are also different from that of Xiao Daddy.He didn't understand the difference, but slipped them into what Dad called strangers.

As for the little dad, he didn't want to join the strangers, because even if it went against what the old dad said, he would rather die with the little dad.

Little daddy is dead, isn't he going back to that lonely world again?

"Zhile—!" Baicheng couldn't care about anything at this time, and Zhile's hand would definitely be broken if he went like this. This is not the result he wanted, "Zhile!"

Riding Zhile in a daze, Baicheng pulled out his upper body from the mud with all his strength. He felt a sharp pain in his waist, but he couldn't control it. He hit Zhile's side neck with a knife, and then caught Zhile's limp body.

The howling sound suddenly disappeared, and everyone turned pale, and froze in place as if they had lost their souls, not daring to move.