Xiaobing Fang Heng

Fang Heng only felt that the blood in his body seemed to have rushed to his brain. In addition, he was in a game, and there was the sound of cheering in his ears. It was a mess. Fang Heng could only cooperate with one command and one movement. The tension straightened, and Fang Heng suddenly noticed that Yang Yi's thrust was even stronger, forcing him to crawl forward at a very fast speed. His eyes were only on the concrete floor, and the people around couldn't see it at all. Yang Yi was still on the ground. The back is like a repeating machine chanting, "Quick, quick, quick..."

When he climbed to 50 meters and turned around, Fang Heng saw that he was the first. It was really not easy, and he was almost moved to tears.

Yang Yi didn't care about him. After seeing that he was ready, he started to push forward again. Fang Heng followed that momentum and rushed to the finish line with the first score.

As soon as Fang Heng got up, Yang Yi plucked the hair on his forehead and smiled, "How is it? You won't be at a disadvantage if you partner with me?"

The corners of Fang Heng's mouth twitched, and he looked at his palms, which were covered with tiny stone particles. If it wasn't for the calluses that developed on his palms these days, he might have been harmed by this beast.

Yang Yi quickly turned his head away as soon as he was overwhelmed. Fang Heng was blushing and about to cry again. He had nothing to do with this expression. Never do this, right?This is really difficult.

So, he hurriedly pointed to the last two people to receive the penalty, and then asked the people who had just finished the competition to take a break first, and said, "Why do I say this game can practice coordination? I think everyone has played it once, and they can Understand the difficulty, why both the pusher and the supporter have a very difficult feeling? Because you don’t trust your teammates. The one who supports the ground is afraid that his teammates will not be able to catch him and fall, and the one who pushes is afraid that he will use his strength Use it so hard that your comrades fall, so you can't run fast."

After finishing speaking, Yang Yi hesitated for half a second, and Fang Heng shook his chin, "Come on, come out and tell me how you feel."

"What?" Fang Heng rubbed his palms and looked at him inexplicably.

"You can say what you want, is the flow smooth? How do you feel about me? Is there a kind of smoothness that you can reach the ground after holding your breath?"

"Really?"

"how?"

The corner of Fang Heng's mouth twitched, and he let go of the volume, "The one pushing the cart just needs to treat his comrades as wheels, don't treat them as adults, and make sure it's smooth."

"Haha!" Everyone burst out laughing.

Fang Heng shrugged, and looked innocently at Yang Yi, who was full of smoke, "This is my true feeling, you let me tell you."

Yang Yi licked his lips, pointed at Fang Heng's nose and shook his head, "I know you well, the crawling speed of the arms is normally a little slower than trotting, and the reflex nerves of the arms are far more sensitive than those of the legs. In order to ensure that he does not fall, the one holding him will try his best to catch up with this speed, so that he can rush forward all the way fast and smoothly." So saying, Yang Yi has already reached the square. Standing next to Heng, he raised his leg and kicked him on the thigh, and said with a smile, "You still want to be a wheel like you? If you are really a wheel, why not run faster with me!!"

Fang Heng rubbed his thighs and laughed, and simply ran to Hou Jue's side and squatted.

Yang Yi took two steps back and forth, without saying anything, he just waved his hand, "Continue training!"

After training, Yang Yi sent everyone to take a shower.

It’s not an exaggeration to use it to describe it. These guys are really dirty. The clothes can’t be washed for a month. They are sour before they are shaken in the water. When they wash their faces, it’s like taking a bath. Sometimes they sweat Can drip black water.

If you say that Fang Heng does those things that people don't like, and those things that are too dirty are also annoying, but how many people like Wei Yayang are there these days who just say they don't like it?A roundabout reminder, if you don't understand, just stop talking, and some people go directly to the leader.

Yang Yi's job as a nanny is trivial, and she has to pay attention to the personal hygiene of the recruits, so she simply urges them to take a bath every two days.

The bathhouse in their battalion provides hot water from 6:8 to 500:30 every night. There are almost 9 soldiers and logistics in the three companies. The [-] bathhouses in the bathhouse are just right for the water pipes. Now the recruit company is added. It was crowded, so a temporary change was made, and the bathhouse was open until [-] o'clock.

There is really nothing to say about taking a bath in a public bathhouse, isn't it just a bunch of stripped-up brats 'walking the birds', secretly comparing their size and muscles, and then talking about women, rubbing each other's backs when they are good friends, no more than It came out in 10 minutes.

Chinese people have advocated the right to privacy in recent years, especially after the number of soldiers born in the 90s, each individual privacy, the army can only keep pace with the times, dividing the bathroom into small compartments, but in the end there are not enough water pipes, Someone will partner with a tube.

Fang Heng and Hou Jue squeezed under the same water pipe that day. The two of them switched to flushing. The hot water boiled very high. The flushed body was as red as boiled shrimp. Then they pinched each other's backs. Hou Jue first Helping him, Fang Heng was replaced later. Hou Jue suddenly turned to look at him thoughtfully when he was halfway through the rubbing.

Fang Heng raised his eyebrows, and looked down Hou Jue's firm back with interest. Before he could stop there, Hou Jue kicked his thigh back, Fang Heng opened his mouth and smiled silently.

Hou Jue stared at Fang Heng for two seconds, his eyes fell on Fang Heng's hand, and he frowned, obviously hesitant.

Fang Heng smiled a bit meanly, deliberately rubbed his body twice, walked under the shower head, opened the foreskin and began to wash seriously.

"How did you solve it recently?" Hou Jue stared at his hand and asked brazenly.

Fang Heng looked at the people on the left and right, and simply expressed it with his hand movements, and then said, "That's it, why? Isn't it tired enough today? Are you still thinking about this?"

"What are you thinking?" Before Hou Jue could answer, Yue Zitong looked over and looked at the two of them curiously.

Fang Heng and Hou Jue looked at each other and grinned.

"Oh." Yue Zitong suddenly realized, his eyes flicked around the lower half of the two of them, then wiped his face, sighed, "I have good energy, I want to sleep every day, how can I still have that energy, eh, let me tell you something Thing, I read a research report earlier, it is said that the impulse of the Chinese is much lower than that of the Westerners, do you know the submariners? Stay underwater for a few months, and foreign countries still send out that toilet paper, our army leaders Just ignore it, one year is one month of family leave, what did that report say? People like us are Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.”

"Pfft!" Fang Heng burst out laughing, and swept the water onto Yue Zitong's face, "You are a turtle! Chinese soft-shelled turtle!!"

Yue Zitong laughed haha, "Brother, don't laugh at second brother, right? Sir?"

Hou Jue raised his eyebrows and said seriously, "I'm normal."

……

Yue Zitong suddenly stepped in like this, and the two of them had a little bit of ideas mixed up like this. Besides, the army really couldn't find a suitable place, and coupled with the exhaustion of daily training, the energy was exhausted. , In the blink of an eye, it was thrown behind me.

But if there is no one to hook up with, it's okay to say that once Fang Heng's thoughts wandered there, he couldn't stop. When putting on clothes, his eyes would always stay on Hou Jue and Yue Zitong's hands, and his body gradually became hot. Fortunately, he couldn't see it when he put on his trousers, but when he turned his head, Yang Yi came out with a white towel hanging on his shoulder.

Yang Yi's figure is very good, there is no doubt about it, after so many years of training, it will be wrong if he can't practice anymore, and Yang Yi is tall and broad-boned, especially from the muscles at the shoulders to the waist. On the face, the typical golden ratio inverted triangle, the lining waist is a little thinner, of course, that is relatively speaking, if Fang Heng and Yang Yi are put together, Fang Heng's shoulders are slightly wider than Yang Yi's waist , not to mention the waist, a typical southwestern butter niche.

Of course, Fang Heng was not interested in the man's figure, so he glanced at Yang Yi's body and then moved to his hands.The hand holding the towel has strong bones, the back of the hand is a little dark against the white background, water drops hang on the slender fingers, and there is a faint moist heat, Fang Heng can't look back. There is a feeling that the hand is very hot...

"Let's go." Hou Jue tugged at him.

Fang Heng walked out absent-mindedly, and before leaving the door, he took another look at Yang Yi, sucked his lower lip unconsciously, and then stopped thinking.

Early the next morning, the company commander, who had disappeared for a whole day, appeared in the playground of the recruit company. After listening to the platoon leaders' report on their work, they announced the specific items of the competition the day after tomorrow.

The recruits noticed that there was a man standing at the gate of their recruit company compound. His standing posture was not very correct, even a bit leisurely. There were two bars and a star on his shoulders, and his hat was tucked in his arms. , the whole thing exudes a gentle taste of intellectuals, like civilian cadres sent by the battalion or the regiment to inspect the work.

Why do you say that?

Firstly, the man's military rank was displayed there, secondly, the man kept looking at their company commander with a smile on his lips, and thirdly, their company commander talked very vigorously, and he didn't know how many injections of chicken blood were given. The words seem to be bursting out, with a loud sound.

As a result, the recruits gave enough cooperation, and Beier, who was standing in a military posture, was full of energy. Once the company commander finished speaking, when it was their turn to answer, the word "yes" could crack the concrete floor.

The chief expressed his satisfaction, nodded frequently, and left after showing off his style.

The company commander left the field, the platoon leader entered the field, and Comrade Yang Yi practiced as he waved his hands.

Fang Heng quickly put this matter behind him, and he saw the major again in the cafeteria at lunch. Later, he found out that the major was the classmate and comrade-in-arms of their company commander. At that time, Fang Heng had already left the company. The major led the soldiers to engage in drills and confrontations with them. The red and blue troops fought in the mountains for three days, and then they got together to drink and were kicked in the ass.

Of course, this is all something to say later. Fang Heng doesn’t have the heart to pay attention to other people now. Yang Yi really counts. It was chewed up and swallowed directly, without wanting to move a finger.

In these days of dire straits, four days passed in a flash, and the competition of the recruit company finally started...

In fact, it is better to say that it is a test than a competition. According to what the company commander said at the time, performance depends on practice, good results rely on comparison, and the potential of human beings is tapped from the pressure from the outside world. The company prepares, and at the same time selects talents for the individual competitions in the division after the recruits parade and the award.

The competition events this time are targeted and set according to the division-level recruit competition. The five-kilometer armed cross-country run is essential, as well as the 400-meter armed extreme run, the 100-meter military action combination, and push-ups and pull-ups. Wait for the timed race.

The company commander casts a net and focuses on training. Everyone's performance is recorded by the platoon leaders, and the score is calculated afterwards.

Early in the morning, the company commander and instructor took the squad leaders of the seventh company to see their internal affairs, from the stacking of bedding to the position of toiletries, and the emergency assembly test within 3 minutes.Then within half an hour, they were harshly scored on their military posture, forward step, etc., and then pulled the recruits to the hill outside the camp.

It is still the old rule, within 5 minutes and 23 seconds for 20 kilometers with light load, no reward for running in, and points deducted for slow running, but this time it is a lot more detailed. The old squad leaders are responsible for recording everyone's results in detail with stopwatches in their hands.

While waiting for the soldiers to prepare, Jizhu Karma took out a Black Star pistol and slowly filled it with bullets. After the veterans at the finish line reported their position through the walkie-talkie, Jizhu Karma blew a whistle , After attracting everyone's attention, he said, "Cross-country running, 23 minutes, the basic requirements for recruits, three months, is enough to bring your physical fitness up, so I don't want to see anyone reach If you don’t meet the standard, you will not only deduct points, but I will also increase the punishment.”

As he said that, Jizhu Karma took a step back to make way for him, and said loudly, "Five seconds to prepare!"

"Everyone is in your place."

"Bang!" He fired a shot into the sky.

The recruits rushed out roaring.

This one is different from last time, it is really qualified off-road, there are uphill and gravel roads in the whole process, and the end point is halfway up the mountain.

Fang Heng and the others have practiced this route a lot. They would pull here as long as it is a five-kilometer cross-country on weekdays, and they can clearly see where there are pits on the road.

There is a big difference between five kilometers and ten kilometers, and it is possible to let go of the rushing distance, so as soon as they set off, the team moved forward quickly.

The company commander and platoon leader got into the jeep and followed slowly behind. Yang Yi stood on the back of the car, holding the railing with one hand and watching the stopwatch with the other. He pushed people away with a stern voice, so the battle line was not long at first, and it even felt a little crowded.

Fang Heng was buried in the crowd. Because he was not too short, he could still breathe a little fresh air. From the heads in front, it could be seen that Hou Jue did not enter the vanguard this time.

When the distance reached one kilometer, the gap in physical fitness began to appear, and the team gradually lengthened and became looser.

When Hou Jue started to speed up, he looked back at Fang Heng twice. Fang Heng nodded his head to express his understanding, and followed Hou Jue to speed up.

No way, people have a strong subconscious self-limiting ability. If there is no goal in front of them, they may be tired and tired. The grades are not good, and it only takes 20 minutes for five kilometers. Even if you grit your teeth, you have to persevere.

Hou Jue's physical fitness was really good. When the slope increased for about 3 kilometers, Fang Heng began to be unable to run, but Hou Jue kept moving forward at a constant speed, surpassing one by one, and rushed to the front. You can only choose to look at the taillight strategy.

The pass score for the recruit company's 5km is 23 minutes, and the excellent score is 19 minutes. After taking the test before, Hou Jue could barely make it to 20 minutes. If you hold your breath during the competition, you might be able to get an excellent score.

However, Fang Heng's average time fluctuates around 23 minutes. This score is considered medium in the platoon, and it has a big impact on most people. After all, Fang Heng's early results are obvious to all. It's dangling at the end, but I don't know when Fang Heng's grades have been in a stage of steady growth. Although he can't be a top for the time being, he will definitely not be a hindrance in the platoon.

As for Yue Zitong, he was in the midstream when Fang Heng turned off his taillights, and he was still in the midstream when Fang Heng caught up, lazily and unhurriedly, as long as he was not caught by the special forces, he was just like the military life he wanted.

Today's five kilometers Fang Heng chased Hou Jue all the way, unknowingly dumped Yue Zitong somewhere, and when Fang Heng came back to his senses, there were only two people in the second row beside him.

Everyone lived in a big warehouse, and they couldn't see each other when they looked up. Although they might not all know their names, they definitely looked familiar.

When Fang Heng turned his head to look at them, the two of them both turned their heads and held the corners of their mouths for a wry smile, then buried their heads and continued to run.