Xiaobing Fang Heng

The platoon leader lives with them in a small room separated by a large shed. Three platoon leaders have four beds. They usually have accommodation and work, and they have to take care of these recruits at night.

To put it bluntly, Yang Yi can actually be considered a good platoon leader. After training hard this week, everyone just left home. Not to mention their poor physical fitness, they are also somewhat homesick. The platoon leaders will wake up at night. Round the bed and tuck them in.

Everyone is young, and the anger comes and goes quickly. Within two days, someone will mix with Yang Yi, and Yang Yi will shamelessly give away a big "pear vortex", emitting hormones all over the mountains and wild .

After all, good looks are an advantage, especially in the hands of those who are good at using them.

Just like Yang Yi, just like Fang Heng.

Fang Heng knew that he had a small face. From the beginning of his memory, three aunts and six wives, uncles and aunts, praised him when he saw him, this child is so cute!Small face, round eyes, watery, how attractive would it be if it were a girl?Come on, auntie hug~~

When he grew up, when he was rebellious, Fang Heng began to deliberately avoid this appearance, and he would not be soft when he wanted to get tough, but it didn't mean that he didn't know his own advantages.

But people are afraid of comparison.

Originally, Fang Heng used this method as a murder weapon in order to win with one move, but only after seeing Yang Yi did he realize that it was a big gift of cabbage. Very bullying, and then suddenly peeled off the hypocritical skin, and packed it back with a smile.

Over there, Yang Yi seemed to have seen the situation here, his complexion changed, and he ran over in a hurry.

Fang Heng raised his eyebrows, not knowing what he wanted to do.

Before they reached the place, Yang Yi yelled, "Who told you two to go up? Hurry up and stop!!"

Here.

On the fourth floor of the office building, the instructor Le Zhengdong was attracted by the noise and walked to the window, and looked in the direction of the sound. The location was a little far away, and was blocked by a few trees. He could vaguely see that it was the residence of the recruits. A group of people surrounded the training ground, and the noise came from there.

that place! ?

Le Zhengdong's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly took the binoculars to look at it. After seeing it clearly, his scalp exploded, and he started to dial the phone with an ugly face.

"What's going on outside!?"

"Stop it! Hurry up and stop it for me!!"

Jizhu Karma looked up at him, got up and took the binoculars and stood at the window.

The target was found in an instant.

Someone rushed out of the dormitory of the recruit company, gesticulating and talking, and then a group of people crowded around the spiral staircase.

Jizhu Karma raised his eyebrows, he probably understood what was going on, the spiral ladder was like a child's toy in his heart, he didn't expect two recruits to play around, and they could make Lao Le so anxious.

But that's right, after all, they are all half-grown boys, what if something happens accidentally?

It seems that I still don't have enough experience.

Jizhu Karma paid attention to the situation, put down the binoculars, and was about to go back and continue writing the proposal, when his eyes suddenly fell to a corner, he frowned slightly, and picked up the binoculars to look over.

In the field of vision is a young man's face, with a small face, round eyes, and even his lips are diamond-shaped, which is rarely seen in the military camp.

The first time he went to the recruit company, he had noticed this soldier. He was standing in the first row, sitting on the ground pitifully, with pouty lips and tears in his eyes. He was a rare child of the Guoguo type.

Guoguo's real name is Zheng Taiguo, Jizhu Karma's comrade-in-arms in the special forces, a blaster, naturally sensitive to gunpowder, but kind and cute, although his personality is slightly weak, but once he executes the mission, he kills decisively.

There are not many boys who look like this, if it is not because of the existence of Guoguo, maybe Jizhu Karma would not like to see such a soldier, but there is a precedent, and he felt that he was a little distracted.

He remembered the soldier's name, Fang Heng.

Jizhu Karma sat in the office for a while, then went downstairs.

Along the way, the soldiers passed by at a leisurely pace, and soldiers coming and going saluted him. Jizhu Karma looked at the young face in front of him, and his eyes were in a trance for a moment.

It seems that not long ago, he was like this too. He came out of Tibet with an ideal in mind, started from the military academy, pursued growth step by step, experienced success and setbacks, experienced death and separation, and in the blink of an eye, nine years have passed up.

Time, like a white horse passing by, is as fast as lightning.

Fang Heng...

The familiar expression deeply evoked that unforgettable memory, those people and those things, those youthful and frivolous.

The company commander's arrival quietly caused the recruits to make a fuss. When Fang Heng got the news and ran out, he happened to see Yang Yi handing the company commander a cigarette with a shy smile. Tail.

Fang Heng pursed his lips in disdain, and locked his eyes on the company commander's smoking expression. The smoke was spraying, his face was a little lazy and comfortable, his head was slightly tilted, and the corner of his mouth was smiling. The momentum of looking up.

Fang Heng turned around in the distance, wanting to go over and say something, but found that there was nothing to say, and the two of them talked softly, and it seemed that it was difficult to get in, so they finally went back to the dormitory.

Here.

"Company commander." Yang Yi walked up to the company commander and said hello, took out a pack of soft cloud cigarettes from his bag, smoked one and handed it to him, "I was restrained, it's okay, nothing happened .”

Jizhu Karma took the cigarette and saw Yang Yi waiting with a lighter, so he smiled, leaned over, lit it, took a puff and said, "It's okay to practice this, you have to stay with me, don't get into trouble."

"Yes." Yang Yi straightened his back and nodded.

"How is it? Are you used to it?" Jizhu Karma asked.

"It's okay, everything is fine, just naughty."

"It's 18 years old, it's a pretty age, so think carefully, don't be so ruthless."

Yang Yi burst out laughing, "Company Commander, are you talking about yourself?"

Jizhu Karma squinted at him and raised his eyebrows, "Have you decided on the squad leader?"

"Still watching, there are a few good ones."

"Blow the whistle at night, it's time to practice."

"It's not waiting for you to arrange tasks."

Jizhu Karma laughed, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "Why? Do you think everyone in my class is good? No big problem?"

"This stuff has to be practiced, right? There must be problems."

"Indeed, but this time, be careful not to make matters worse. I went to a meeting in the camp yesterday, and this incident was used as a model. If this continues, I will have to change jobs and go home to farm next year."

Yang Yi bent down, the pear dimple swirled deeply, and his eyebrows and eyes were crooked with a smile, "Speaking of which, our entire division, who dares to move you or Lei Lian? Maybe next year you will be promoted to the deputy battalion."

"It's not your turn to be promoted. Hey, I said, your news channel is very good, kid? You know this?"

"Aren't we scouts? My job."

Jizhu Karma put his hands on his shoulders, and grabbed his neck tightly, "That's right, Kunlu didn't wait in vain."

"Tsk, speaking of which, you and Senior Lin are my idols. At the time, Kunlu had the same scenery, and received awards every year. In the past ten years, the only officer who graduated was promoted to captain."

Jizhu Karma turned his head and glanced at the captain's epaulettes, "Okay, are you going to laugh at me?"

"It's not the same to be promoted to a senior officer. This is a step to the sky. You have made it steadily. What are you dissatisfied with? I still have to lead troops at the grassroots level to fight hard." Yang Yi sighed , with a bitter face, took out another cigarette and handed it over.

Jizhu Karma waved his hand and refused, "Let's go, I'll be dizzy if you give me rice soup again, it's the same sentence, don't make things worse, otherwise..."

"I will definitely take the blame." Yang Yi flatteringly continued, "I present the ten thousand character self-criticism with both hands."

Jizhu Karma shook his head and smiled, gave me a look that I remembered, turned around and left in a cool and crisp manner.

That night, the first emergency assembly was held, and the recruits had already prepared, but they were still in a hurry when it came.

A platoon, 32 people, only six arrived on time, the rest were all late.

When they lined up outside, Yang Yi didn't allow the inspection, but directly gave the order, "Turn right, run to the playground!"

Yang Yi went into battle lightly in front of the team and led the way. The speed was a bit fast, and it was fun to run. Things in the team were falling down, and some people were tying shoelaces while running. Did not fall.

Fang Heng's shoelaces were tied, but the waistband of his trousers was still in his hand, and he was wearing it while running, and the guy who was sleeping on his back was in a hurry.

After running 100 meters away, the quilt fell to the ground, and I hurriedly bent down to pick it up, and the team was thrown into chaos.

Of course, he wasn't the only one who had an accident. Several beddings were also loosened. They ran back and forth awkwardly, and stopped on the playground of the recruit company. This was funny.

In one platoon, there were 6 people whose bedding was all in their hands, and the rest, looking at their backpacks, were okay, some of their clothes were wrongly buttoned, and some of their trouser chains were not closed. Anyway, they looked like typical recruits.

Those who did not pass the test repacked their backpacks on the spot, and were punished to run back and forth on the playground twice. It has been 10 minutes after this toss.

Panting heavily, Fang Heng lowered his head and entered the room. Those who passed the test had already fallen asleep. He quietly made the bed and lay down under the covers. He didn't think about anything, he just wanted to sleep.

As a result, half an hour later, there was another whistle for urgent assembly.

Fang Heng fell asleep and didn't hear it. When he woke up again, he was shaken awake by Hou Jue.

After looking around in a daze, he lowered his head and started to tidy up again.

This time I got my heart, and I would rather be late to play well. When I went out, I was 4 minutes late.

So, as soon as I went out, I heard a sentence, "Fang Heng, I'm 4 minutes late, four laps."

With a backpack on his back, Fang Heng looked at Yang Yi foolishly, then, his shoulders slumped, he entered the team.

This time, Hou Jue was fined for a round, but Yue Zitong, probably because of the children of the cadres, performed very well. When they were dismissed, they patted Fang Heng on the shoulder and entered the room.

After the first lap, most people returned to the dormitory. Fang Heng continued to run helplessly. When he turned his head, he saw Hou Jue in the team. He wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he laughed and lost his strength. Came back a lot.

"Hou Jue!" Yang Yi roared from a distance.

Fang Heng and Hou Jue, who had just run not far, stopped, and the remaining five people glanced at them and continued to run out.

Yang Yi frowned from a distance, looked at Hou Jue, and walked up quickly, "Can't remember how many laps I have?"

"One lap." Hou Jue said, "It's just training."

Yang Yi paused for a second, then turned to stare at Fang Heng, "Do you want to find a nanny for you!?"

Unpredictable disaster! !

Fang Heng's face turned blue, his eyes glowed coldly, and he squinted at Yang Yi.

Hou Jue stood upright with a standard marching bag on his back, and asked softly, "Do you have to take care of your own training?"

"This is the army." Yang Yi looked at him with disapproval in his eyes. He didn't understand why Hou Jue ran with Fang Heng. Perhaps extra training was also a reason, but it was not in line with discipline if it was included in the punishment subjects. .

Hou Jue pursed his lips, glanced at Fang Heng, "I'm going back."

"En." Fang Heng nodded, but his gloomy gaze was locked on Yang Yi's face.

Hou Jue took two steps, stopped, and turned to look at Yang Yi with burning eyes, "Platoon leader, I want to run for squad leader."

Yang Yi was stunned, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he instantly understood what Hou Jue meant, and his eyes softened when he looked over. There was actually a soldier in the platoon who was so harsh on him, and he was not allowed to make even minor mistakes, which is rare.

Yang Yi watched Hou Jue's back disappear under the night, and his eyes fell on Fang Heng's face, his eyebrows raised.

Fang Heng raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Aren't you my nanny?"

Yang Yi grinned and reacted quickly, "Indeed, am I not the nanny? With a bunch of unweaned children, who can say otherwise?"

Fighting back quickly and hatefully, Fang Heng bit his lower lip, took a deep look at him, turned and ran out.

His field of vision was turbulent, but Fang Heng was a little absent-minded.

He also understood what Hou Jue meant, and even thought about it more.

I did something wrong during the day, and made Hou Jue and Wei Yayang go up the spiral staircase. It was obvious that Hou Jue was afraid that this matter would affect the competition for monitors.

To be honest, Fang Heng never thought of choosing Lao Shizi's monitor.

Once you become the squad leader, you will definitely have to do things without saying anything, but Hou Jue thought, urgently and directly.

The whistle for emergency assembly was blown twice that night, and they were allowed to sleep well in the second half of the night, but Fang Heng was woken up at 4 o'clock and stood guard.

It was Yang Yi who called him, who had just gotten out of the bed, with clothes draped over his shoulders, and holding a military coat in his hand. After Fang Heng put it on, he handed it over, and said in a low voice, "Hey, wear it. superior."

Fang Heng put on his clothes in a daze, and stared at Yang Yi for a long time after getting out of bed, his eyes were floating, a kind of sleepwalking state still in sleep.

Yang Yi frowned slightly, and there was a mark in the middle of the thick and beautiful eyebrows. He raised his hand and patted Fang Heng's arm, "Hey, are you awake?"

Fang Heng didn't speak, and his brain circuit was still in a straight line, reflexive.

Yang Yi simply put on his clothes, supported Fang Heng's shoulders with both hands, twisted back, and pushed him out.

The cold air rushed towards his face, Fang Heng immediately shivered and woke up.

It's... terribly...