Xiaobing Fang Heng

Now that the plan has been formulated, it must be executed next.

Yang Yi opened the way ahead, breaking off the overgrown branches with his feet without a machete, grabbing, holding, and pulling with his hands without a rope, and turning around to grab Fang Hengti every time he climbed a muddy and slippery slope. , and then assist Fang Heng to pull Yue Zitong up.And every time the slope was too steep and dangerous, Fang Heng and Yue Zitong would push Yang Yi's back behind and build a protective net with their bodies.Cooperating with each other in this way, they continue to move forward in the dark night.

Finally, half an hour later, Yang Yi looked at the building in front of him and curled his lips, "Here we are."

Fang Heng and Yue Zitong wiped the sweat off their faces, heaved a sigh of relief, and grinned.

This is a hut similar to every previous target, covering an area of ​​about [-] square meters, single-story, built of wood, very simple, revealing a strong and simple atmosphere.

There is no one in the room, the door is locked, Fang Heng and Yue Zitong's faces are not very good, it is definitely impossible to go down the mountain now, and the temperature drops at night, it is impossible to work outside, no matter how good the physique is, it is impossible Live, the most important thing, they are very tired, and they don't want to take half a step when they are tired.

"What should I do?" Fang Heng asked with a sad face, but Yang Yi didn't answer, and bent over to fiddle with the door. Fang Heng waited for a while, then leaned over and asked, "Is it open?"

Yang Yi raised his eyebrows to look at him, and looked around contemptuously, "If you don't have anything, you can dig me open with your hands to have a look."

"..."

"Okay." Yang Yi laughed, "I'm looking at how to reduce the loss."

"what?"

Yang Yi took a step back, raised his leg and kicked, "Boom!" With a loud noise, the fragile door bounced open, and Yang Yi hooked his fingers at them, "Come in."

"..."

When Fang Heng entered the room, he smelled a musty smell. His field of vision was pitch black, and only the sound of deliberately soft footsteps and the rubbing of fabrics could be heard.

The room was not warm at all, or even a little cold. Fang Heng felt the hair on his back stand on end instantly, and inevitably thought of some ghost story about the old house in the mountains.

"You are the most beautiful cloud in my heart, so I'm just ummm..."

Fang Heng tensed up, turned around and stared at him, "What are you singing?"

Yue Zitong didn't say a word, just touched Fang Fangheng's shoulder, and whistled to embolden him.

Fang Heng twitched the corners of his mouth and called softly, "Platoon leader?"

"Huh?" Yang Yi's voice came from the front, "Wait a minute, I'm touching the environment to see if I can find the fire." After a half-second pause, "Hey, I said, why are you standing there stupidly? try to find!"

"Oh." Fang Heng responded, pulled Yue Zitong's hand off, touched the wall, and walked out slowly. Not a second later, Yue Zitong stuck it up again, this time the whistle also stopped, and said in a panic ,"Together."

"Are you afraid?" Fang Heng asked with a smile.

"Aren't you afraid?"

"Fortunately, I was provoked when I came in. This house must have been unoccupied for a while? Isn't it? Platoon leader?"

"No, people in the village say that this house has always been occupied." Yang Yi said coldly.

Fang Heng shrank his neck and his tongue trembled a little, "Man, where is man?"

"Let's go." Yang Yi said calmly, "What? What are you afraid of seeing? Just this bit of judgment? I taught you for nothing, right? Isn't this room locked from the outside?"

"That's right." Fang Heng blinked and reacted, and the breath that was raised in his throat finally eased.

Yang Yi laughed lightly, and said contemptuously, "You two still have to practice, is this the guts? I'll let you sleep next to the grave for a few days later."

"Platoon leader..." Yue Zitong complained.

"That's practiced by special forces." Fang Heng immediately refuted it.

"Bang!"

"oops!"

"Platoon leader!?"

"The platoon leader!"

The two called out at the same time.

"No, it's okay." Yang Yi responded, and with the sound of the 'click' lighter, the room brightened up.

Fang Heng blinked, getting used to the sudden light. In his sight, Yang Yi took a lighter and lit the oil lamp on the table, and then put on the cover. The orange light illuminated everything in the room, as if it was warm in an instant. Quite a lot.

"There's no electricity here. I guess it's an oil lamp or something. Fortunately, there's a lighter." Standing at the table, Yang Yi looked at the pitiful two people huddled together against the wall. Under such firelight, it seemed that he couldn't see the bottom, and he said quietly, "Don't worry, the living are more terrifying than the dead."

"..."

"..."

"Okay." Yang Yi supported his shoulders and turned his arms, looked up at the roof, and confirmed the surrounding environment, "Celebrate, there is no rain or wind leakage, you can take a good rest at night." After finishing speaking , Yang Yi pressed the button on the communicator, bowed his head and walked quickly to the door, "Report, the 9th team has arrived at position E27, applying for a rest, please answer..."

Fang Heng withdrew his gaze and exchanged a glance with Yue Zitong. The two looked at each other's terrified and strange expressions, and laughed 'poof'.Yue Zitong raised his hand to pat Fang Heng's face, Fang Heng dodged and punched Yue Zitong with his backhand, the two laughed for a while, and then separated.

They were misled by Yang Yi. Although Yang Yi didn't do it on purpose, he once said in front of them that there might be victims, and it fell into their minds like a seed. After a long silence, night fell, the mountain forest house, It was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers, and the weird smell you smelled, kneaded and gathered together, made the seed germinate, and then you accidentally showed timidity.

The room is very small, and there are a lot of things placed there, making it even more difficult to move your feet.Fang Heng looked around carefully and confirmed that someone lived in this house not long ago. There was half a bag of millet in the corner, and some yellowed vegetable leaves. There was a bed, a stove, a table for eating, and bowls. The chopsticks are all one, and they should be living alone.

"Fang Heng, take off your clothes." Yang Yi finished contacting, closed the door with his backhand, and ordered.

"Oh." Fang Heng glanced at the broken wooden door, and frowned slightly, "What about this door?"

"Do you have any money?"

Shaking his head.

"It's okay. I'll take care of this problem. You guys clean up yourselves first." Saying this, Yang Yi began to unbutton his clothes, quickly took off his wet clothes, wrung them dry, and spread them on the table. The half-naked Fang Heng and the others stared at the bed and smiled, "Afraid of getting dirty?"

Yue Zitong nodded, "I'm afraid it has never been washed before? Can we sleep in this undressed?"

Yang Yi shook his head helplessly, stepped forward and rolled up the bedding, revealing the bed board underneath, "That's it, dirty or not is one thing, and the master won't be happy if you sleep on it, so you two make do with it."

"Yeah." Yue Zitong bent down and touched the bed board, confirmed that there were no barbs on it, heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and sat on it, besides, in such a weather environment, it is already a blessing to have a place that can shelter from the wind and rain, no Probably asking too much.

"What about you?" Fang Heng looked at Yang Yi.

"I'll lie down on the table for a while." After speaking, Yang Yi lowered his head and pointed, "Let me see your feet, you'd better hit them and relax."

Fang Heng glanced at his swollen soles, frowned, "Let's go together, you're so cold with your clothes off."

"That's right, three people squeezed together can keep warm even if they don't sleep."

Yang Yi lowered his eyes and thought for two seconds, then nodded.

The orange flames in the room flickered and danced, and the reflection on the wall twisted. Fang Heng sat on the cold wooden board, listening to the sound of raindrops on the roof, silently rubbing his calves and soles of his feet, and occasionally looked at Yang Yi Yi had a quiet side face, thoughtful.

Strictly speaking, there was not as much training as them on this day, but he was very tired. The harsh weather made him feel exhausted. Once the surrounding environment calmed down, he would feel sleepy.

Fang Heng pushed Yue Zitong who was leaning on his shoulder, "Go to sleep if you are sleepy."

"The underwear is wet..." Yue Zitong said vaguely.

"Take off and sleep."

"..." Yue Zitong shook his head, and wanted to say something, when he saw Yang Yi take off his underwear carelessly, and shake it, making the wet ground even more wet.

The bottom floor of this house should have been treated with simple moisture-proof treatment, and the width of two bricks was raised, but the continuous rainfall still made the whole house feel cold, and even some corners were moldy.

After Yang Yi finished shaking, he tested the humidity and frowned, "I really have to take off to sleep, otherwise I will definitely get sick, how about it? Do you mind?" Although it was a question, Yang Yi just looked at Yue Zitong, this was an unconscious behavior With the relationship between him and Fang Heng, it was never his turn to ask if he minded or not.

Now that it's here, Yue Zitong can only nod his head, and touches his trouser waist uncomfortably, trying to take it off.

Fang Heng started laughing when he saw him like this, and pushed him, "What's there to be shy about? It's not like I haven't seen my buddy before, isn't it just like that, you think you have it, right?" Fang Heng said. He patted his lower abdomen and raised his eyebrows, "Brother has it too, do you want to compare the length?"

Yue Zitong's lips trembled.

Yang Yi's face turned dark immediately, seeing that Fang Heng really took off his underwear after he finished speaking, Yang Yi couldn't bear to look at the beginning, and sighed with his hands on his forehead, he was afraid that he could not help but slap Fang Heng to death if he watched it again .The level of hooliganism of this kid is almost comparable to that of a veteran ruffian who has been in the army for five or six years, and said these things that can't be said in front of the leader carelessly!

Yue Zitong raised his eyes and glanced at Yang Yi. Seeing that the platoon leader's face was not good, he naturally didn't dare to make a fuss. After pawing himself, he rolled into the bed, and then pulled Fang Heng to lie down together. Anyway, he would rather be with Fang Heng. Hugging and not hugging Yang Yi, how awkward, I dare not touch it.

The bed is too small, there is not much room for the two of you to lie on it, the most important thing is that it is uncomfortable and cold, there is nothing you can do about it, so I use the rolled up cushion as a pillow, and then hug me tightly, Rubbing each other to keep warm.

Yang Yi's physical fitness was better than theirs, but that didn't mean he wasn't cold. Seeing that the two little ones were warmed by rubbing together, he could only sit down next to each other.Seeing him approaching, Fang Heng pushed Yue Zitong to squeeze in a little bit to make way for him.Yang Yi lay down next to him, and instantly felt Fang Heng's temperature in his arms. He wanted to turn around and hug him, but he was somewhat guilty, so he could only sit up again and lean against the bedside to shake his underwear.

"Platoon leader." A voice came from behind, and a warm hand rubbed his back. Yang Yi turned to look at Fang Heng. The kid blinked at him and asked, "Isn't it cold?"

"It's okay." Yang Yi shifted his gaze and landed on the face of Yue Zitong who was also concerned. His eyes inevitably slid to Yue Zitong's hand on Fang Heng's waist. He suppressed it and asked softly, "Are you warmer?" ?”

"Let's deal with it." Fang Heng frowned and tugged at him, "The goosebumps are getting cold, so don't stand up, it's not like..." Fang Heng paused, "I've seen it."

Yang Yi thinks about it too, and if he continues to be so awkward, he will try to cover it up. Although it is rare to hug each other without even wearing underwear, special circumstances are dealt with specially. What is there to care about in such a harsh environment? ?

After Yang Yi lay down, each of them stopped moving. The bed was too small, it was very difficult to turn over, and both Yang Yi and Yue Zitong felt a little uncomfortable, so they simply closed their eyes.

Fang Heng was lying in the middle, and he was the warmest one. Likewise, he was also the most uncomfortable one. He had to straighten up on his side to ensure that the people on both sides would not be squeezed out. Yang Yi felt really uncomfortable seeing him , simply turned over, curled his legs facing outwards, grabbed his hands on his waist again, and then closed his eyes.

It was so exhausting, no matter how bad the external environment was, the three of them fell asleep on the bed within 3 minutes.

Yang Yi was not born as a special soldier, but before leading them into the recruits, he had participated in the devil week training in the special forces training camp of the military region, and also learned how to recover his physical strength in the shortest time, so after entering deep sleep for two hours, his eyes opened up.

Of course, it wasn't that he wanted to wake up, but a restless paw scratched his chest to wake him up, but this time, he recovered a lot of strength.

He first lowered his head to look at the limply drooping hands hugging his chest, and then listened to the sound of breathing behind him, making sure that both of them were still asleep, and then moved out little by little.

I don't know when, the room has become quite hot. Although it's not sweaty yet, the place where Fang Heng's skin is in contact seems to be stuck together, and there is even a slight pain when it is pulled apart.

Yang Yi frowned, held his breath, and pulled it away little by little. Just after he breathed a sigh of relief, Fang Heng clung to it again with a murmur, and hugged him tightly. Yang Yi rolled his eyes and sighed helplessly.

There is a saying that sleeps like a dead pig.

From Yang Yi's point of view, there are two dead pigs in the house.

Sleeping until now, he barely turned over, and he couldn't move to wake them up too much, so he could only stand upright, and fell asleep twice more in a daze, and when he opened his eyes again, it was time for Fang Heng to turn over.

Afterwards, when Yang Yi recalled his vigilance and responsiveness, he couldn't help admiring inwardly, amazed.

Almost as soon as there was a movement behind him, Yang Yi moved forward quickly, turned over in a half-suspended body, wrapped his arms around Fang Heng's waist, and hugged him tightly to prevent him from hugging Yue Zitong. The whole movement was smooth, soft and concealed Not even a bird can startle.

The change in posture caused Yang Yi and Fang Heng to hug each other tightly, and Yue Zitong comfortably occupied half of the position.

Holding Fang Heng in his arms, Yang Yi raised the corners of his mouth, lowered his head and rubbed the back of his furry head, and closed his eyes.

Yang Yi swore that he wanted to sleep peacefully, even after a hard day, he was also sleepy.

But when he was in a daze, an unexpected thought seemed to creep into his head. This seemed to be the first time he and Fang Heng lay naked on the bed and hugged each other.After doing those intimate things, in fact, he is unfamiliar with this body...Yang Yi slowly opened his eyes, which were dark and deep, slowly, gently, and affectionately under Fang Heng's hair. A kiss on the silk, and the palm of the hand began to caress the body slowly and cautiously.

The breath is brewing in ambiguity, gradually becoming moist and hot.

The fingers moved up little by little, every inch was so difficult, the hot skin stuck to his fingers, sucking them, the fingers seemed to melt.

Yang Yi's breathing is getting lighter and lighter, his body is getting tighter and tighter, secret pleasure, taboo stimulation, there is another person not far away, and he hugs his naked sweetheart, skin to skin, limbs entangled, causing The blood spurted like it was about to melt.

Carefully move the body, shrink down, the soft kiss fell all the way from the back of the neck, like a brand, covering his own marks along the spine, sticking out the tip of his tongue, licking tentatively, the salty smell of sweat, the smell of rain Sweet, with the smell belonging to Fang Heng, buried in the memory.

"Hmm..." Fang Heng moved uncomfortably.

This time it was like a lightning strike on the top of his head, Yang Yi's eyes widened sharply, he woke up, even turned over in a panic, sat on the side of the bed, unable to recover for a long time, finally let out a long and faint sigh.

It's really... like a demon...

"Platoon leader..." A deliberately low voice sounded in the back of his head, Yang Yi was startled, turned around and stared at him.

After Yang Yi got up, Fang Heng woke up from the cold very quickly. Besides, the wooden bed was uncomfortable. Although his physical fatigue allowed him to have a rare deep sleep, once he woke up, he couldn't fall back asleep again.He turned his head and stared at Yang Yi's back for a long while, seeing that the person was motionless, he finally couldn't help but yelled.

Yang Yi turned his head to look at him, there were still bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and his expression was strangely blurred under the jumping firelight.

Have a good rest?Fang Heng spoke silently.

Yang Yi nodded his head, his expression was still exhausted.

Fang Heng propped himself up little by little, feeling sore from his bones, and the crib made a 'creaking' sound following his movements, Yang Yi saw his difficulty, so he simply got up and gave him a hand.

Fang Heng put on his underwear silently, it was still damp and cold, but no matter what, you have to pay attention to where you sleep naked, this is not an environment where people can relax.

Yang Yi watched Fang Heng put on his underwear silently, then pulled the underwear over, sucked in the cold air and put it on, raised his eyebrows, and asked silently, go to the bathroom?

Fang Heng nodded with a bad complexion.

Wait, together.Yang Yi grabbed the underwear, quickly put it on, jumped a few times, moved his arms, let the body heat transfer to the fabric as soon as possible, and then walked to the door first.

The rain outside was still heavy, and the two of them didn't want to get wet anymore, so they stood at the door to solve the problem, and when they turned around, Yue Zitong also got up.

Yue Zitong hurriedly put on his clothes, complaining as he put them on, "It's so cold, I didn't even know how to yell when I got up, and I opened the door, quickly, quickly, is it solved? Close the door, close the door! Hiss...how can this clothes be in harmony with ice?" Same!?"

Fang Heng looked at him and smiled, rubbed his hands, let out a sigh of relief, turned around and hugged Yang Yi who was bending over to lift the bench against the door, and said with a smile, "Platoon leader, let me warm you up."

The cold hand got into the clothes irresistibly, and stuck to the abdomen, which made Yang Yi's body tighten violently. He subconsciously took a step sideways, trying to avoid it, but Fang Heng hugged him tightly, and then stuck it again. Yang Yi turned his head and glared at him.

Fang Heng opened his teeth a little more and smiled flatteringly.

Yang Yi sighed, there was nothing to do, let him go, he could only turn around and lead the person to the bedside, and said to Yue Zitong, "It's still early in the morning, let's sleep for a while."

Yue Zitong rubbed his arms and complained, "I woke up from the cold."

"Then hug it again." Yang Yi reached into his clothes and pulled Fang Heng's hand away, throwing him onto the bed, staring.