Xiaobing Fang Heng

After handing over the shift from the previous post, Yang Yi went back. Fang Heng stood at the door, tightened his military coat, and stared blankly at the starless sky.

In a daze, I really didn't think about anything in my head. This is the time when I am sleepy, and I can fall asleep standing up.

Thinking of sleepiness, sleepiness to death, the result is really confused.

Jizhu Karma came out to watch the night at night, and it was the first time for the recruit company to call for an emergency assembly. He also watched the situation from a distance, and seeing the foolishness of these neglected boys, he laughed happily alone. Turned out to be too excited to sleep.

In the middle of the night, I went to his company to check the situation, thought for a while, and went around to the recruit company. From a distance, I saw a man standing crookedly under the street lamp, with his head drooping, swaying left and right.

Jizhu Karma turned on the flashlight and shook it on the person's face. Fang Heng was startled, woke up, squinted at the flashlight in the distance, and just looked at it, his eyes were clouded.

Jizhu Karma stood there and waited for a while, but before he could ask for a password, he raised his eyebrows, turned off the flashlight, and walked over.

"name."

"Fang Heng." Without the light from the flashlight, Fang Heng got used to it and saw who the other party was. Immediately, he changed his face and almost bit his tongue, "Company, company commander."

Jizhu Karma frowned, "Where's the code? What have you been training?"

"Oh, yes, hoe, hoe!" After finishing speaking, Fang Heng was stunned for a moment, watching the company commander raise his eyebrows, and hurriedly changed his words, "Pine tree."

The company commander didn't speak, and Fang Heng didn't dare to open his mouth. Looking at the handsome eyebrows under the street lamp, his heart was pounding, he was very nervous, and he could even hear the sound of swallowing saliva, and finally couldn't help but lower his head , cheeks are hot.

Jizhu Karma asked, "Where are you from?" The voice was soft, completely different from the one in memory, maybe because of the dead of night, it was a bit hoarse.

"Panzhihua."

"Graduated from high school?"

"Yes."

"Are you still used to it?"

Fang Heng froze for a moment, then looked up at him.

Jizhu Karma smiled softly, her bent eyes shone with tiny stars under the moonlight, and said encouragingly, "It's normal to not get used to it, but you have to persevere until you get used to it, you know?"

"Ah."

"Okay, let's continue."

Seeing that the company commander was about to leave, Fang Heng's head felt hot, and he hurriedly shouted, "Report, company commander, I want to ask for leave to go to the bathroom."

Jizhu Karma nodded, "Go, 3 minutes."

Fang Heng ran out, and there was a click of a lighter behind him.

When Fang Heng came back, the company commander was standing where he was standing, holding a cigarette in his hand. Under the dim light, his handsome features were covered with an orange luster, his figure was thin and straight, Looking at the distance, the eyes were a little hazy, but the moment they looked over, they quickly switched to a sharp light, like a sharp sword, coming straight.

At this moment, Fang Heng felt that his whole body was hammered into some kind of soft object, sunken very deep, blocked his mouth and nose, and couldn't breathe.

After a while, I sorted out my emotions, ran a few steps, stood in front of me, saluted, "Report."

Jizhu Karma nodded, gave up his seat, and left without saying anything.

Fang Heng watched the company commander's back gradually fade away until it disappeared under the night, and it was difficult to look back.

Due to the extreme lack of sleep, Fang Heng ran to the last place in the morning exercise the next day. He only drank two mouthfuls of porridge for breakfast, and practiced all morning queue training. In the end, Yang Yi saw that Fang Heng's expression was really a bit wrong. , I gave him a vacation and let him go back to sleep for two hours.

At 12 and a half, Fang Heng was woken up by Hou Jue, and Yue Zitong handed over the lunch box, "Eat two bites before going to sleep."

"Yeah." Fang Heng nodded, took two mouthfuls dryly, Yue Zitong handed over the water again, Fang Heng took the water, touched the warm water cup, his face was touched, and just about to say something, he was caught Yue Zitong raised his hand to interrupt, "Okay, it's a small matter, if I get sick next time, just remember to take care of me."

Fang Heng hummed and drank the water, "I'm either sick or sleepy."

Yue Zitong laughed, "You mean I won't take care of me when I'm sick?"

"Of course not!" Fang Heng raised his eyebrows, "No matter what the situation is, it's okay for the head office to wait on you?"

"Remember, don't just say nothing."

"You can try again."

"Hehe, let's avoid it."

Fang Heng drank some water, ate some food, and felt that he was replenished again. He immediately regained his energy, glanced around, and wanted to get out of bed.

Hou Jue knew what he wanted to do as soon as he saw his tail cocked, and hurriedly raised his hand, "Don't worry about it, we all have to take a nap, this afternoon is still a queue training, we have to rest."

Fang Heng pursed his lips and smiled, and handed over the leftover lunch box, "Put it on the table for me."

Hou Jue took the lunch box and smiled, "Yes, I can wash it for you."

Fang Heng licked his lower lip and smiled, his round eyes bent into crescent moons, revealing a hint of pride.

With this smile, Hou Jue had no choice but to go out with the lunch box. Yue Zitong glanced left and right, and simply lay down on the edge of the bed and chatted with Fang Heng.

The two chatted for a while, and Fang Heng suddenly asked, "Well, last time you said that our company commander has a background, what does his father do?"

"Farmer."

"What's the background?"

"I don't know, but I know that the company commander is a Tibetan. According to national policies, soldiers from Tibet and Xinjiang must return to their original places to serve. Those who can stay or be transferred are all capable people. After all It is much better to develop in the group army, and those without any background will not be able to stay."

"Oh." Fang Heng nodded thoughtfully, then his eyes lit up, "Do you think our company commander is very handsome?"

"Minority blood, I think it's quite sturdy."

Fang Heng looked at the sky, thought for a while, "I don't think so, it's quite gentle."

The corner of Yue Zitong's mouth twitched, "Have you been scolded for being stupid last time? Let me tell you, we are a recruit company, and there are not many company commanders, but the entire Chongqing military region knows that the company commander of the Red Seventh Company was vicious and vicious during training. Vicious and vicious, and the company commander of the Red Fourth Company are also known as the black-faced double evil!"

"Red Four Company?"

"Well, Lei Lian, Lei Gang, and Captain Zhuma seem to be comrades-in-arms. Not only do they train in the same way, but they also have a good personal relationship."

"Oh..." Fang Heng nodded thoughtfully, waited for a while, and saw that Yue Zitong hadn't spoken, so he could only say, "That's all?"

"That's all? Do you think I'm Tinker Bell?"

"You are not Tinker Bell, you are the empress, the head of the six palaces, in charge of the phoenix seal, and the management of the harem. Listening to gossip and gossip is the special skill of an empress!"

"Wipe!" Yue Zitong raised his hand to beat him, Fang Heng stepped back and smiled triumphantly.

When Hou Jue came back from washing the dishes, the two were arguing. Hou Jue took Yue Zitong's collar and stuffed it into the bed, then turned to look at Fang Heng, "There is still training in the afternoon, so go to bed first."

"Oh." Fang Heng nodded and lifted the quilt to his neck. Before he could lie down, Hou Jue came over again and covered his quilt with the military coat.

Yue Zitong looked at Hou Jue, who was taking care of Fang Heng, with a difficult look on his face, and finally smiled and said, "You two have such a good relationship~"

Fang Heng winked and smiled, and had to shake his head tremblingly, "That must be, we are friends with each other, because we wear crotch pants."

Hou Jue didn't say anything, just lowered his head and smiled.

Yue Zitong thought for a while, then suddenly said coquettishly, "My lord, I want it too."

"You fucker!" Hou Jue scolded, but still found a military coat to cover him, and then fell asleep.

Fang Heng had had enough sleep before, and Fang Heng couldn't fall asleep, but he didn't want to get up. The bed was warm, so he continued to lie in the bed, and fell asleep drowsily.

About half an hour later, Fang Heng felt in a daze that there was someone beside him. He opened his eyes and looked over. Yang Yi was standing beside the bed with his head bowed. On the side face with sharp edges and corners, the thick and straight eyelashes seemed to be moistened, and became thicker and darker, revealing a peaceful and warm atmosphere.

After pouring the water, Fang Heng hurriedly closed his eyes. After waiting for two seconds, a cold hand touched his forehead. Fang Heng's eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes.

Yang Yi raised a smile, and two beautiful pear dimples appeared, "Wake up, it seems that I don't have a fever, and my resistance is good."

Fang Heng looked at him silently.

Yang Yi stood like this for two seconds, seeing that Fang Heng was unwilling to speak, so he smiled, "Go on to sleep." He turned around and walked out.

When he could no longer see anyone, Fang Heng probed to take a look, and sure enough, the water in his glass was full.

Lying flat on his body, looking at the ceiling in front of him, Fang Heng blinked and thought, in fact... the army is quite human.

Some moved.

Since my mother passed away, my father really has no patience in his life. My classmates and brothers have their own homes, and they joke around when they meet. This feeling of being cared about in life has not passed for a long time.

I always feel that... should be cherished more.

There was no emergency assembly that night, but everyone was a little nervous because they didn't know who kicked the basin when they got up to go to the toilet.

The buddy quickly apologized in the blood-red eyes, and this didn't lead to a murder.

Two days later, the list of monitors was confirmed, and Hou Jue was on the list. Naturally, Wei Yayang, who performed well in physical fitness, was also included.

The squad was re-divided, this time Fang Heng was not assigned to Hou Jue, he and the empress were assigned to a squad, with Shi Lei as the squad leader.

Shi Lei came from the countryside. He is a real rural person. He also relies on farming to support his family. He is from Shandong. He is tall and strong. He looks more intimidating than Hou Jue, but he is very honest and not very talkative. , the kind who do things dullly, of course, if he is stupid, he will not be elected as the squad leader.

Shi Lei is actually quite smart, he can learn everything quickly, and because of his duty, he is much more low-key than Hou Jue and Wei Yayang. Presence is thin.

The recruits can't notice it, but the platoon leader can see it clearly. Such a person is a talent, he doesn't have any extravagance, and he concentrates on everything. As long as the road is drawn, he will definitely walk along it safely.

But in the end, he was chosen not by the platoon leader's decision, but by the company commander's decision. When Yang Yi handed over the five lists, Jizhu Karma looked around and Shi Lei was the first to be selected.

Classes are divided, and the training is much more detailed. The new class is a big class, and they practice together. When the practice is almost done, the class leader is responsible for supervising and shouting slogans.

However, because it is a recruit company, the squad leader of a normal company still has to preside over the squad meeting, at least it is not yet time to hand over the baton.

One morning, the training plan was a five-kilometer cross-country run with weights, and Yang Yi rode behind him on his little trolley, kicking anyone who ran slowly. On the way back, Fang Heng was out of breath. , so he slowed down, and was kicked by Yang Yi.

The strength was a little strong, and when Fang Heng's footsteps were sloppy, Fang Heng was kicked directly by this feeling and fell to the ground. The rough sand scratched a layer of skin on the palm of his hand, and it was hot and painful.

Yang Yi rode his bicycle two steps forward, looked down at him, "get up!"

Fang Heng looked up at him, the blood was on his face again, and the sweat beads winding down seemed to be dyed pink, all the way down from his forehead, wet his eyelashes, and he felt like weeping, Yang Yi His hair stood on end at once, and he roared in a stern voice, "Cry as soon as you fucking have the ability! Can't you get up? Damn, why are you messing around with a girl!?"

Fang Heng's complexion changed instantly, and he got up immediately to kick the bicycle. Yang Yi reacted fairly quickly, jumping off the bicycle and running away, raised his eyebrows, and Fang Heng took the lead before he could scold him. "You grew up eating dung, didn't you? Shut up if you can't fucking speak human language!"

Yang Yi glanced at the team members who had stopped in front of him, remembered the company commander's greeting, took a deep breath, pointed to his little Zhuaner and said, "For the property of the army, go back and make a two-hundred-word review."

Fang Heng pursed his lips, looked at him deeply, turned around and ran out after a while.

That night, the bicycle tire was released again.

Yang Yi looked at the two flat tires with his hips on his hips, walked back and forth twice, scratched the back of his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Turning around in my head, Fang Heng's face suddenly appeared. After kicking Shangfang Heng yesterday, those angry eyes did not speak, but it seemed more like a cruel word, as if he was saying wait and see!

Yang Yi inflated the tires and was about to check the surveillance video, but Fang Heng came to find him himself.

Fang Heng held the review in his hand, and threw it away before the person arrived, and said impatiently, "You want it."

Yang Yi looked down at the letter paper floating at his feet. The exposed corner was written with a black signature pen, and the handwriting was blurred. Yang Yi raised his eyebrows and looked up at him. Give it to him, motion for him to pick it up, and said, "This is what you have been doing since you were a child? A self-criticism, do you understand what a self-criticism is?"

Fang Heng sneered, turned and left.

"Stop!" Yang Yi yelled, using the momentum of training, and when Fang Heng reacted, he had obediently stopped.

Yang Yi walked slowly to the front, opened the review book in front of Fang Heng, glanced at Fang Heng, and muttered, "The review book... I was wrong, I should run faster, my physical fitness is not good, blame me! Training results No, blame me! I was kicked by the platoon leader, blame me! I was also blamed for being called a woman by the platoon leader..." Yang Yi twitched the corner of his mouth, with a sullen face, folded the letter paper along the previous crease, and handed it back , "Rewrite, not deep enough."

Fang Heng narrowed his eyes, showing a bit of sharpness, and said sarcastically, "The fault is all on me and it's not deep enough? Even the platoon leader's unscrupulous words have been put down by me, how can you go deeper?"

Yang Yi tilted his head to look at his bicycle, and then looked deeply at Fang Heng, "Is there anything else you haven't written?" Seeing Fang Heng looking at him expressionlessly, Yang Yi added, "That bicycle Do you know who let it go?"