Xiaobing Fang Heng

After finally persevering until the end of the training, Yang Yi dismissed with one sentence, and all the tense faces of the staff immediately relaxed, and they dispersed with smiles on their faces.

Fang Heng was holding his arms and was about to walk back when Yang Yi's voice came from behind him.

"Fang Heng!"

Fang Heng looked back at him and raised his eyebrows.

"Has the sanitation been cleaned today?" Yang Yi asked.

Fang Heng squinted at him, and replied softly, "It was cleaned at noon."

"Oh..." Yang Yi made a long voice, "Report to me after the news broadcast is over."

"..." Fang Heng turned around and walked out.

One second is too much to see that stinky face!

Fang Heng walked all the way in disbelief.

After tossing like this without leaving here, is it possible that he really needs to stab him with a knife?

Of course not, you have to go to jail!

Jumping from a slightly loose prison to another tight prison, is there a difference?

Back in the dormitory, Hou Jue posted it right away, and asked in a subdued voice, "Did your dad tell you to cry yesterday?"

Fang Heng was stunned for a moment, and immediately raised his head to look for Wei Yayang. Wei Yayang was standing not far away talking to someone, holding a lunch box in his hand, and his eyebrows were beaming as he spoke, Fang Heng's heart was aroused instantly.

Hou Jue raised his hand and pressed his shoulder, "He said it, but it's not right now. You and I will deal with him at night."

Fang Heng just wanted to nod, but froze for a moment, then shook his head, "My lord..."

"Huh?" Hou Jue raised his eyebrows to look at him, the cruelty in his eyes still hasn't faded away.

Fang Heng lowered his head and thought for a while, "Actually, to tell you the truth, I don't care what happens to me, but you can't have an accident. You said that you want to stay here."

Hou Jue looked at Fang Heng's tired and lonely face, raised his hand to touch the top of Fang Heng's head, pressed the back of his head, pressed his forehead against the pressure and said, "There are many ways to deal with a person, and he can always deal with him." Can't even say it."

Fang Heng raised his eyebrows, guessing what Hou Jue was thinking, and the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a wicked smile, "Wei Yayang, Yang Weiya is fine, publicizing this name will be enough for him to feel uncomfortable."

"It's that simple?"

"Say more."

After watching the news broadcast, Fang Heng went to report to Yang Yi. Yang Yi took out a black leather notebook from the drawer and handed it to him, "Take it tonight."

Fang Heng's eyes wandered between Yang Yi and the notebook, then he took the notebook and walked out, all the way to the door, there were footsteps following behind him, he turned his head and saw that it was Yang Yi.

Yang Yi pursed his lips and smiled, shaking the notebook in his hand, "I will take over your ideological education in a few days, and I have to attend along with you in the next few days."

"..." Fang Heng frowned, and walked out quickly.

The two entered the office building one after the other. The sentinel glanced at them and continued to look ahead.

After entering the meeting room, the instructor hadn't arrived yet, so Yang Yi pulled out a chair and sat down first. Fang Heng thought about it and sat opposite him, looking over provocatively.

Yang Yi kept laughing, the light hit his face, and a shadow was folded in the eye sockets, and the black and white edges of his eyes could not be seen clearly, just like when they first met, they were full of amiability, making people unknowingly let go of their wary smile.

Disdain flashed across Fang Heng's eyes, and he pursed his lips, bent his eyes, the eyes were shining faintly, then bit his lower lip lightly, smiled shyly, as if he was very embarrassed, lowered his head slightly, with a few smiles on his face. Very shy and cute.

"Cough! Cough cough..." Yang Yi tilted his head and coughed violently. He covered his mouth and looked at Fang Heng again, and took a deep breath. He had never seen such an expression on a man's face before. Damn it made his hair stand on end.

yes! !

Sure enough, the things at the bottom of the box should be used when deciding the outcome! !

Looking at the uncomfortable Yang Yi, Fang Heng finally felt at ease! !

After a while, the instructor walked in from the door, followed by the company commander.

Fang Heng's eyes directly staggered from the instructor and landed on the company commander's face, and he couldn't take it back.

The company commander is handsome, there is no doubt about it, with deep eyebrows and profound facial features, but the most important thing is the aura exuded by the company commander, even in this kind of leisure and relaxation moment, there is a bit of wanton chic, blogger Eyeballs draw people closer.

With the sudden appearance of the company commander and gradually approaching, Fang Heng seemed to hear his own heartbeat, and a little flusteredly set his eyes on the instructor's face, which was an honest and nondescript face, so... that's it.

"Company commander, instructor." Yang Yi stood up and greeted.

Jizhu Karma said with a smile, "I'm just here to take a look. It's okay."

After all the staff sat down, Fang Heng realized that there was a serious problem.

A company commander, an instructor, a platoon leader, three masters sitting opposite each other, and he is the only soldier, this pressure...

Fang Heng lowered his head, opened the notebook, and held the pen. He looked cute, and felt uncomfortable all over his body.

Le Zhengdong glanced at Jizhu Karma, and motioned for him to get out.

Jizhu Karma blinked, sighed, and could only get up, but halfway up, seeing Fang Heng looked up, so she sat back and spoke first, "Fang Heng."

"Yes!" Fang Heng replied energetically, with a crisp voice, like a chess piece smashed on the board.

"I've seen your profile." Jizhu Karma said with his hands on the table, "You don't seem to want to be a soldier."

Fang Heng was silent for a while, then nodded honestly.

"why?"

Fang Heng glanced left and right and remained silent.

Jizhu Karma pursed her lips and smiled, "Forget it, everyone has a little secret, but..." At this point, Jizhu Karma paused, and looked over sincerely, "I think you will become a good soldier. "

As soon as this sentence was finished, Yang Yi and Le Zhengdong looked at Jizhu Karma in surprise.

It's too early to say this...

There are many officers in the barracks who use this method to encourage recruits, but most of them open their mouths for motivation after discovering the bright spots.A new recruit for a month, and another thorn in the side, no one can guarantee what will happen in the future.

But because of everyone's distraction, no one saw the slight looseness in Fang Heng's eyes.

To be honest, no one can say otherwise.

Yang Yi said, fake!

Le Zhengdong said, annoying!

Jizhu Karma's move was really a bit of a mistake and a coincidence.

Fang Heng does have some thoughts about Jizhu Karma, longing, just these two words, simple and direct.

Therefore, since he took his heart, this person's words must have weight, and Fang Heng was motivated so easily.

After Jizhu Karma said this, he got up and left. The instructor began to do ideological work, and Yang Yi was listening.

Fang Heng looked serious, but in fact he was a little absent-minded. He often bumped into the words and expressions of the company commander in his head from time to time.

Why does the company commander think that I will be a good soldier?

Where am I?

Is there really something worthy of the company commander's praise?

I can't figure it out, but it doesn't matter. The company commander said that he will become a good soldier, that is a kind of affirmation, a kind of expectation, and this feeling of being expected is enough.

Two days later, the recruits had been training for nearly a month, and the training of each course was getting better, so the recruit company started a new training program.

Gun and gun training.

On the day Babu was released, the boys went crazy, holding the guns in their arms like their own sons, and couldn't put it down.

Fang Heng touched the body of the gun with emotion, "This is a real guy."

Hou Jue was sitting next to him, and he didn't want to move his eyes with a strange face, "I heard that there will be live ammunition training in the last month."

"The last time I went to your house, I saw that you also had a 95-step replica gun? Did you take it apart and see?"

"Imitate what is real!? It shoots plastic bullets. The real imitation gun can be used to shoot birds. I took it apart and saw that the position of the butt is just a piece of iron. The weight is the same, but it is much more fake than this. Look. Has it arrived? The barrel! It’s made of steel." As he spoke, Hou Jue tapped on the barrel, listening to the heavy knocking sound intoxicated, and carefully scrutinized it.

Fang Heng raised his eyebrows and smiled, and carefully looked at the structure of the gun body. In the end, he still felt that the magazine might be easier to remove.

Yue Zitong said, "Here, do you see it? There is a hidden button, you have to press it down."

"I know." Fang Heng squinted at him, "Look around and you'll find out."

Yue Zitong smiled, and put the gun on his lap with little interest.

"Played?" Fang Heng looked at him.

"Well, I have a chance to encounter it, and I have shot it, including the Nine Five Steps. Compared with the Nine Five Steps, this thing has too much recoil. It made me cry for the first time. It's almost..." Yue Zitong thought for a while , "It's 11 years old."

"Eh!?" Fang Heng bumped into him, "Your family's position in the army is not low."

"My mother works as soon as she does something. You know what she does? She's doing political work in the logistics. She's a reporter for the army."

"Whoever holds a pen can also touch a gun?"

Yue Zitong smiled, but said nothing,

Here, Yang Yi waited for them to be rare, and then he shouted at everyone, talking eloquently about the draft, "The specific structure training of firearms starts with theoretical knowledge, and now the gun is for you to get used to this weight. From now on, your weight-bearing running will increase by 7 catties, which is what this gun brings to you..."

Yang Yi was talking here, and the company commander over there came from a distance.

The sharp whistle sounded again in an instant, and everyone stood at attention.

Wearing camouflage training uniform, Jizhu Karma strode to the front of the team, took a gun from a soldier, and shook it in his hand, "How are you, are you happy?" As soon as he spoke, his voice was loud, As if it exploded from the chest cavity, there are not many soft-spoken people in this army.

"Happy!" Immediately, someone yelled out, and all the young men in Yishui had bright smiles on their faces.

Jizhu Karma also grinned and said, "I'm also happy, soldiers who don't like guns are not here to serve as soldiers!"

As he spoke, Jizhu Karma groped around on the rifle, as if juggling, a gun fell apart in the blink of an eye, and he threw these parts into the team, one by one, and the last receiver It hit Fang Heng's chest, and as soon as Fang Heng raised his hand, he hugged him firmly.

Jizhu Karma looked around, "See? The gun is so simple, a few parts, separated, can't do anything, combined together, you can do anything! Our masters competed today! Two In a month's time for the Recruit Company competition, do you dare to come back with a pennant for me!?"

"Dare!" Fang Heng called out at once, his voice was super high-pitched, and it was the clearest among a bunch of responses.

Jizhu Karma looked at him, "Fang Heng!"

"To!"

Jizhu Karma pointed to his nose and said, "You just hang the taillights. I can hear clearly today, military orders! Do you know what military orders are?"

Fang Hengyang smiled brightly, no matter what the company commander said, he nodded hurriedly, "No problem! I will not embarrass you!!"

"I remember." Saying so, Jizhu Karma waved at the three platoon leaders, and waited for them to come over and said, "Old rules, before the divisional competition, we have to compete even, the results depend on practice, good results But it depends on the comparison, there are two months left, the pennant of the excellent recruit platoon, once a month, or one family, or two, if anyone doesn't get it, come to me to receive the punishment!"

"Yes!" The three platoon leaders immediately straightened their backs and replied in a deep voice.

Jizhu Karma nodded and smiled, and looked at the team, "Come on, let's do a trick for you, who of you knows how to record the fastest eight-step combination?"

"20 seconds?"

"10 seconds?"

"1 seconds!?"

Jizhu Karma raised his eyebrows and looked at the caller, "Hey!? Who is that? Who is that who said for a second? Stand up! Show me!"

After waiting for two seconds, Bi Yuntao came out timidly, "Report!"

Jizhu Karma looked at him, "Name?"

"Report, Bi Yuntao!"

"The 1-second one is an octopus!" Jizhu Karma raised his eyebrows and smiled, his handsome facial features made people unable to take his eyes off.

"Pfft!" The recruits all laughed.

Bi Yuntao also laughed, squinting his eyes almost into a slit, unable to see the eyeballs.

"You put the parts up."

"Yes!" Bi Yuntao hurriedly turned to work.

When Bi Yuntao clumsily carried the parts back, Jizhu Karma waved his hands and sighed, "Just talk nonsense about you, all the surprises are gone, go, put the parts aside."

"Company commander, yes, I'm sorry." Bi Yuntao blushed and stood at a loss, not knowing what to say.

Jizhu Karma laughed, "Well, don't put on such a face, I can't help it for a second, but I can practice it for you."

Saying so, Jizhu Karma took the receiver from Bi Yuntao's arms first, then picked up the trigger with the other hand, and said, "As men, you are very lucky to choose to be a soldier." Jizhu Karma Looking at the recruits, "Because you can legally own firearms and stay with them for the longest time. I believe that you may be a little bit behind the army now, but you must love guns and armored vehicles. Love Wuzhi, even Transformers, anything that represents strength and iron blood, you all love."

After finishing speaking, the last part, the clip was inserted, and Jizhu Karma stood holding the gun, looking around them with a bit of pride, "However, you can reasonably own these things because of your identity, the man holding the gun Just do what men do! Remember, you are soldiers! Soldiers of our country!!”

"Treasure everything in front of you!" Saying this, Jizhu Karma threw the gun out, and the fully assembled Babu drew an arc in mid-air, refracting the sharp light of the morning light, which landed on the ground that was taken away earlier. gun in the arms of a soldier.