"Cultivating an Army" Wilder Army Dad

As soon as the words came out, the little boy suddenly felt guilty.What happened during the day, when he calmed down and thought about it, he was both scared and excited.His usual timidity seemed to have disappeared at that moment, but now that he thought about it, he couldn't help being excited.

Surprisingly, as soon as his words were spoken, Wo Shizhu responded without hesitation at all, and did not resist, and others didn't feel disgusted when they heard it, it seemed to be a matter of course.

The little boy was secretly happy and at the same time worried. He liked the feeling during the day. Normally, he would watch those idiots worry about a simple thing without understanding it, but he was afraid of ordering others to offend him.In the final analysis, he is still not brave enough.

Baicheng went out when the chat was the most lively, and went to Chiraku's "small nest".Zhile thought that the nest was kept secret, but he had already discovered it.At this time, I went to look through it, and accidentally found some things - soap, notebooks, pens, all given by him, and an electronic watch that he used to coax Zhile when we first met.

Zhile carefully collected these things, packed them in plastic bags and put them in a cardboard box.The cardboard box was also deliberately camouflaged, and hair was placed near the seal for warning, which shows that the owner attaches great importance to it.

Bai Cheng looked over and over again, the more he watched, the more sad he became, his eyes were red.He didn't put the things back until he saw that the lights were about to turn off, and carefully returned them to their original positions.Taking a deep breath, he calmed down and walked out. As soon as he got downstairs, he saw a figure waiting at the top of the stairs.

"Is something wrong?"

The troublemaker hesitated, and after a while, he suddenly raised his hand in salute, stood up straight, and said, "Report to the platoon leader, I hope the platoon leader can teach me something more!"

Baicheng smiled: "Do you think everything has been done well?"

"I've been home trained and I feel like I'm good enough to graduate from recruit company!"

Bai Cheng's smile disappeared, and he said coldly, "Why can't I see it?"

The troublemaker blushed, straightened his back, raised his chin and said, "I didn't know enough before, but now, I understand!"

"What do you unserstand?"

"In the army, only strength comes first!" The mischievous ghost blushed, endured and endured, and still couldn't help saying, "You have strength, so even though I don't like you, you can still order Me! Zhile has strength, so even though I hate him, I still have to rely on him! The troops don’t believe in tears, don’t believe in rules, only strength comes first!”

Baicheng smiled very gently this time: "Do you think that as long as you have strength, you can do whatever you want?"

"Report, I didn't think so!"

"You have."

The troublemaker almost couldn't hold back, and talked back again.

"Do you think that what your father taught you is useless, so you want to do the opposite?" Baicheng said calmly, but every sentence was in the mind of a troublemaker, " There is no rule without rules, if a battle can be won by one person, the army would have perished five thousand years ago!"

The troublemaker gradually calmed down, but he still pouted and said nothing.

"Let me ask you, you want to be the strongest soldier, and then?" Seeing that the troublemaker didn't speak, Baicheng asked again, "Drive me away? Drive Zhile away? Lead a squad? Lead a platoon? Become a general ? Then, what are you going to do? Do you want to be the emperor in the world? Then become a fairy and fly to the sky, right?"

The troublemaker looked down and said nothing.

"Think clearly about what you want before you play tricks with me!"

Baicheng's voice was very gentle, but it hit the troublemaker's heart like a sledgehammer, making him unable to recover for a long time.

After the lights were turned off, Baicheng couldn't sleep no matter what.This is a very rare thing, he has been trained to sleep as much as possible when he can, and he will never allow insomnia.He closed his eyes and slept for a while, when he suddenly noticed a crackling sound on the upper bed, and after a while, a warm thing got into his bed.

It's Zhile.

He pretended to be asleep without moving, and felt that Zhile leaned over carefully, and put his little head on his heart. After a while, he lifted it up, got out of the bed and climbed back to the upper bunk.As a result, after a while, Zhile climbed down again, he only felt his chest sinking, and his little head stuck up again.

Going back and forth like this four or five times, Baicheng only felt that the body that got in was getting colder and colder. Every time Zhile left, he always hesitated, as if he was lingering on something.

Baicheng knew that Zhile was afraid that he would die.What happened during the day frightened Zhile, and almost broke the inner defense of this half-grown child.

After Zhile got in again, Baicheng suddenly stretched out his hand.He felt his subordinate's body stiffen, struggling to run out.He hurriedly whispered: "Shh, don't poke around, come in and sleep!"

Zhile quickly got into Baicheng's arms, curled up and closed his eyes.Baicheng didn't speak, he hugged the child in his arms and pretended to fall asleep. When his breathing gradually stabilized, he felt a hand gently touch his heart, and just kept it there, motionless.

That night, Baicheng had a rare taste of insomnia.

Zhile finds that the recent "comrades in arms" are a little strange.

For example, when he saw someone running too slowly, he went back to pull him back, but when he was pulled, he became angry and pushed him away, screaming and rushing forward.

Another example, before his hands healed, every time he took off his clothes, they were always washed unconsciously.Sometimes, he deliberately took a basin to the bathroom, but was intercepted halfway.The person who intercepted him either pushed him out impatiently, or hid back and forth with a blushing face, or refused to wash him.

Also, everyone calls him "Lele" now, and he doesn't think there's anything wrong with the name. When Baicheng heard it for the first time, he spit out food.After spraying, he also started calling him "Lele".

Zhile found it very strange that when these people called him for help before, he didn't want to help at all.Now, they don't want him to help anymore, but he wants to help a little bit.

Because these people reminded him of one person——Papa.

Dad is like this every time, frowning and scolding him, but still secretly helping him, always doing everything in private.

People are so strange, Zhile thought.

"Lele—!" On the playground, Fang Jiang sat down on the ground and shouted with a loud voice, "Lele, I'm dying, come and save me."

As soon as Zhile ran to Fang Jiang, Wei Guang shouted again: "Lele, oh, I'm going to die! Really, really! Come on, come on!"

Fang Jiang saw it, let go of his voice and shouted: "Lele! Oh, Lele save me!"

"Lele! I can kiss you, but you actually went to save that idiot!?"

"Wei Guang, aren't you a fucking good person? A good person should leave the chance of life to me! Lele, come... oh!"

One foot stepped on Fang Jiang's buttocks, causing him to hop on the ground like a live fish.

"You're all fucking full, aren't you?" Little White Face shouted angrily, "Go back and tidy up the housework if you have nothing to do!"

The recruits who were watching with gusto suddenly ran towards the dormitory as if they were electrocuted, muttering as they ran: "Little white face is more and more likely to evolve into Fang Jiang!"

After all, I was convinced in my heart, the little boy was smart and reasonable, but sometimes he would drop the golden beans when he was in a hurry, and when he dropped the golden beans, he would scold him even more fiercely, which really made the recruits quite awkward.

When the recruits were gone, Xiaobailian waved to Zhile.When Zhile came over, he clamped Zhile's plump cheeks with both hands, and smiled with eyes crooked: "Lele, don't pay attention to those idiots, they are going to hang up, you just let them hang up."

"I know." Zhi Le pouted from being squeezed, and said vaguely, "They were just joking, something really happened, they won't do this."

The little white face didn't know where, he smiled, and was about to continue to ravage Zhile's face, when he suddenly saw Zhile's eyes glance behind him, he immediately withdrew his hand, turned around immediately, saluted with a slap, and said loudly: "Let's go!" long!"

Baicheng folded his hands behind his back, with a lazy expression: "You are really clever. Have nothing to do?"

"Report to the platoon leader, no!" Xiaobailian roared, turned around and slipped away.

Recently, everyone thinks that Zhile's staring at people with big eyes is very cute, and Zhile always has a straight face, but she comes over as soon as she shouts, just like a little puppy who is not yet an adult. Like a wolf cub, you want to tease it when you see it.

In this way, Baicheng is very upset. The baby he has worked so hard to raise is just when it is fun, but it is taken away by others.It's just that he can't stop him regardless of emotion or reason. Sometimes he is extremely upset, and he tries to toss this group of recruits in different ways. After tossing and tiring, he has no time to think about other things.

After another day of exhausting drills, the recruits of the special class climbed into the dormitory one after another. With the increase in the amount of training, Zhile couldn't bear it anymore recently. After the end, he stopped going to his little nest and fell headfirst I don't want to move on the bed.

Yu Zheng and Bai Cheng followed in. The recruits jumped up from the bed reflexively, and stood quietly in front of the bed. Although they didn't have enough momentum, they at least knew what to do.

"Did you have a good time today?" Baicheng asked in a friendly manner.

"Happy!" the recruits shouted weakly.

"Well, just be happy." Baicheng nodded, "Comrades, starting from tomorrow, there are still thirteen days left before our company's recruit competition. Well, the number thirteen is very auspicious!"

"Report to the platoon leader, the number thirteen is unlucky!" Wo Shizhu interjected unwittingly.

"Oh?" Baicheng said with a smile, "Why is it unlucky?"

"It's that Jew from abroad..."

"Oh, okay, I see. Cut in when the platoon leader is talking, and do [-] push-ups before going to bed at night." Ignoring his pale face, Baicheng continued, "The number thirteen is unlucky, so, comrade Guys, starting tomorrow, we are going to play some special training."

The recruits looked at each other, and the little boy mustered up his courage and said, "Report."

"Say."

"What kind of training?"

"You have all played it, it's very simple, goose step."

The recruits were even more confused.