"Cultivating an Army" Wilder Army Dad

"Why are you in a daze?" Baicheng roared, "The recruits obey orders, dig like Zhile, crawl forward, and take turns changing shifts!"

"Yes!" After answering loudly, the recruits came back to their senses and started to act.

After the initial shock, Fang Jiang gradually came back to his senses, digging and muttering: "This Zhile is really like a wolf cub, and it's really scary when he howls. But ah, it's quite interesting, but his heart is too bad, and he treats people badly." Far and near..."

The little white face has been lying on the mud since just now, his chest and abdomen are cold, and his mind gradually calmed down.For such a long time, he has been thinking about Zhile, him, Faxiao, and the recruits.

Things that he didn't feel at ordinary times suddenly became clear at the moment of life and death, and many thoughts flooded into his mind one by one, confusing him for a while.When the chaos receded, only the most important things remained in his mind. He was already a smart person, much more mature than his peers. With this thought, many things suddenly became clear.

At this time, listening to Fang Jiang's muttering, Xiaobailian suddenly burst into anger from his heart. He lifted Fang Jiang's digging hand and roared: "What are you talking about! What are you talking about!? Do you still have the heart! Huh? Do you have a brain!?"

Fang Jiang was dumbfounded by the scolding, and stammered, "I, why am I so careless? Why am I so brainless?"

"Zhile has a bad heart, where are you? You treat people regardless of distance? You give to everyone unconditionally? What qualifications do you have to say Zhile? You are a fucking bunch of bullying trash!"

The little white face has always been a person with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes. He is kind to everyone, good-looking, but timid and fearful. He always hides behind Fang Jiang in everything. When Fang Jiang roars, he dare not speak. The recruits privately Everyone called her "Fang Jiang's little daughter-in-law".Although none of the recruits hated him, they all looked down on him.

Boys in their [-]th and [-]th years are not afraid of anything, and they are not timid about anything.

Fang Jiang was scolded anxiously, and immediately yelled: "Lu Qi, your fucking brain is flooded..."

"My brain is full of water? Your brain is full of water!" Xiaobailian shouted hysterically, "You just told Zhile to treat you as brothers, did you treat him as brothers? Do you think he can't see it? Think he is a fool Yes or no!?"

Fang Jiang blushed and shouted, "Why the hell don't we treat each other as brothers?"

The little boy immediately yelled louder than Fang Jiang: "You will blame your brother for not coming to save you!? Ah?"

As soon as this was said, the recruits were startled.

"If you die, will you blame me for not coming to save you? You must have told me to get as far away as possible! Fang Jiang, you will drag me to die together when you watch me answer!?" Picking up a piece of mud, he threw it at Fang Jiang, crying until his nose was full of tears, but he was still yelling, "I don't work hard at ordinary times, but I drag my comrades on the back after a war, and fuck my comrades, get out! A group of people who don't work hard Waste of conscience!"

Fang Jiang yelled against the mud rain: "Then Zhile won't save us?"

The little boy was almost screaming: "That's his problem! You're fucking fine, right? What right do you have to call your comrades-in-arms! Because he's at fault, your faults aren't fucking wrong, are you?"

After the initial daze, the recruits slowly lowered their heads blushing.

They knew in their hearts that what the little boy said was absolutely right, they called Zhile their comrades-in-arms, but they didn't actually regard Zhile as a real comrade-in-arms.Helping him was only because the troops demanded unity, but at the critical moment, they unconsciously put all the responsibility on Zhile, because Zhile and them were not on the same front.

The little boy cried and scolded at the same time, cried when he was tired of scolding, wiped his face after crying and continued to scold.Cursing, digging, and crying, he dug himself out abruptly with his extremely poor physical strength.If anyone came to help him, he immediately scolded: "Fuck off, could this hole be formed naturally? Look at the shovel marks on the side! You bunch of brainless waste! The platoon leader may dig a can Is it a pit for drowning people? Everyone has no brains and no ability, so fuck off, let me dig it myself!"

The recruits had never seen such a little boy. They were scolded obediently, and stood by the pit to let him dig it by themselves.After he finished digging, Baicheng had already come out, holding Zhile in his arms, checking his injuries.

The little white face with a big face mixed with tears and mud, saluted Baicheng with trembling hands and feet, and shouted loudly: "Report to the platoon leader, during the field training of the special class, there should be ten people, and if there are ten people, please instruct." !"

Baicheng looked at the little white face covered in mud, and said expressionlessly: "Continue."

The recruits followed Zhile's example and climbed over the mud pit along the mountain. Baicheng instructed them to put Zhile on their backs and fix it before continuing to move forward.

There was no conversation in the team, it was as quiet as if no one was there.When a group of people walked out of the hill and bathed in the sun, the little boy suddenly yelled, his legs softened, and he sat on the ground.

Fang Jiang hurried over, and before he could speak, he was hugged by the little white face, crying all over.Fang Jiang didn't dare to speak, but just patted his back with his hands, comforting him with nonsense.

After crying, the little boy lost his strength, so Fang Jiang had no choice but to carry him on his back, walking forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow.When Fang Jiang was tired, other recruits came over to take over, taking turns carrying tall little boys.No one spoke, as if it was a matter of course, and the recruits seemed to understand something.

Wei Guang ran to Baicheng's side, stretched out his hand to recite Zhile, seeing Baicheng shook his head, he took it back, but did not leave, and walked beside Baicheng.

"Platoon leader."

Baicheng turned his head to look at Wei Guang, but did not speak.

Wei Guang was a little embarrassed, but still said in a low voice: "I'm sorry Zhile. What I said was too stupid."

Baicheng nodded, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's good to know that you are wrong."

"When Zhile wakes up, I will apologize to him." After receiving Baicheng's words, Wei Guang's spirit improved a bit, and he said with a blushing face, "Actually, platoon leader, I used to think that Zhile was not a human being. I'm not saying he's bad, I mean, he's not like a living person."

"How to say?"

Wei Guang thought for a while, and said: "He usually doesn't smile at us, and he doesn't talk much. He seems to have nothing he doesn't know, and he dares to do everything, but he never says anything. I don't see him tired or scared. At that time, I really thought he was a robot! Alas, to be honest, I didn’t know how to help him even if I wanted to! I couldn’t talk to him, I couldn’t get close to him, and he didn’t play with us. I unconsciously thought it was his fault..."

"It's my fault." Baicheng said suddenly.

Wei Guang was taken aback: "Huh?"

"My method is wrong." Baicheng said disappointedly, "My eyesight is also wrong. I was too confident and almost ruined a person."

Wei Guang couldn't answer the words hesitantly, and quickly slipped away.

Baicheng felt the body temperature behind his back, lowered his eyes, and tried to calm down his fluctuating emotions.

It wasn't just about being a soldier, it was about a man, a child with whom he had nothing to do but whose soul was so closely bound.He can't guess how much his doubts and conceit have hurt Zhile, but being "tested" by the closest person is not something anyone should bear.

"Daddy..." came a murmur.

Baicheng felt that Zhile behind his back was moving, he pushed his hands up forcefully, and hummed.

"Daddy, don't die, I will be obedient..."

"Well, I'm not dead."

"Don't die for the rest of your life."

"Well, I'll never die."

"Stay with me forever."

"Okay, little daddy will be with you forever."

"Don't disappear like Dad."

"No, Daddy promises you."

"Really?"

"Really, Daddy promises you."

"I am a good boy, I will be a good soldier, I will save my comrades, I will save everyone! It doesn't matter if they don't work hard, I will save them..."

Bai Cheng couldn't bear it any longer, tears fell, and he tried to calmly say: "Well, Zhi Le is a good boy, Xiao Dae was wrong."

"Daddy is right..."

"Go to sleep." Baicheng said softly, "We will go home when we wake up."

The recruits all heard Zhile's words, and the half-children all had sullen faces, but their eyes were red.When Yu Zheng was waiting impatiently and drove to us, what he received was a group of recruits crying into disfigured faces.