[abuse] a leaf boat

Every morning is extremely busy, and the connection between each link is not a second apart.Because the squad leader of the sixth squad likes the recruits of the second squad very much, so when he takes them back to the dormitory late, he can often enjoy the green quilts being thrown out of the windows on the third and fourth floors, like holding up a big umbrella, which is quite spectacular.By pricking up your ears, you can hear footsteps coming from the corridor, followed by a few recruits staggering over, picking up the quilt, and rushing up the stairs three steps at a time.If there is enough time, you can still see those recruits running down again to pick up quilts.

Fortunately, Zhang Bing has always been excellent in internal affairs, and he has never come down to see him. He has only felt the wind of Yu Bo scurrying around.

Even if the body is warmed up by the morning run, it will still shiver if you touch the cold water directly.Except that the bath water is hot, seeing hot water at other times is like seeing an emperor in ancient times, so that every time something hot appears, Zhang Bing can't help but want to kneel down and worship.Everyone took the time to pour cold water into their mouths, as if stuffing a piece of hard ice directly, and their heads were dizzy from the cold; the cold water was picked up with their hands and splashed on their faces, every time it was like shaving their faces with a sharp knife, it seemed to wash their faces There is no point in using milk anymore. After washing with cold water, the whole face doesn't feel greasy at all, and it's so hard that I have to figure out how to break it down even when I smile.

After tidying up his housework in a hurry, he hurriedly felt the corridor and cleaned the shared sanitation area.

The basic job is to mop the floor.Corridors are generally free of clutter other than dust, but there is no shortage of routine work.The indoor temperature is very low, and the ground in the corridor that has just been mopped will freeze quickly. It is still dangerous to have a thin layer, especially not far from the stairs.So every time after mopping the floor, everyone must immediately wipe off the water marks on the floor with a rag.

Select two students from adjacent classes to focus on ground issues.Zhang Bing is also on the selection list, but his actions are not as crazy as others, and he is speeding up.He only dared to stare at a small piece of ground in front of him, for fear of exposing the "evil plan" in his mind if he made eye contact with others.

If you don't clean the door of the second shift carefully, it will definitely freeze at the current temperature.

Zhang Bing lowered his head and secretly glanced to both sides. Everyone around him was busy.Although the sanitation area is divided into tasks, they all have to be cleaned together in the end, because if one person does not do a good job, everyone will be punished for it.Even if there are 1 dissatisfaction in my heart, those who have completed their responsible area earlier will gather to help.Fortunately, the people in charge of the public health area are very responsible. They have never been sloppy in their work, and there have never been many complaints.

Zhang Bing took a rag and pretended to wipe the floor in the air. He had never waited so anxiously, watching the ground at the door form a layer of frost.He knew that he and Triangle Eye had always been rivals for going out first and second, and they were competing with each other in internal affairs, trying their best to see who would go out first.So no surprises, the triangular eyes must be the first to rush out.The floor of the corridor is made of cheap brown marble, but if you step on it and don't stand firmly, it will definitely slip, let alone run up.

At this moment, the tension in the chest is like the heart being held by an invisible big hand, and life is controlled by unknown time at any time.

Zhang Bing thought of a way out.If he is held accountable, he will insist that he does not know.Anyway, everyone in the sanitation area cleans in one piece, and they can also argue that the cleaning is not completed, at most it is just a physical punishment, anyway, they have suffered a lot on weekdays, and it can be tolerated.

He was about to leave this place aside and run to the back door to put on a show, when a flash in his mind suddenly occurred to him: what if someone else was standing on it, slipped and fell and got injured.Zhang Bing's will was shaking, but he still made up his mind. Anyway, when he was being bullied, it was not a good idea to be a spectator, so throwing himself to relieve his anger would be considered a cheap debt to them.Zhang Bing hadn't walked to the back door yet, he was so preoccupied, he didn't stand firm and stepped on the icy ground that hadn't been wiped dry, and fell heavily to the ground, feeling like his butt was about to split open.He didn't dare to yell, for fear of alarming his own trap, he immediately got up, gritted his teeth and swallowed the dick back into his stomach.

In less than three seconds, Zhang Bing was so angry that he threw the rag on the ground.He still didn't dare, after all, there are stairs less than two meters ahead of the door of the class, if he slips down, if his head hits the wall, the consequences will definitely be in his eyes, maybe it will hurt his body, if it gets damaged, it will be a lifetime of injustice .

Forget it, just be happy, there is no need to do evil, anyone who gets hurt will feel pain.

Zhang Bing sighed, and before turning around, a whistle sounded outside.Zhang Bing was lying on the floor, his hands were already numb, and he could feel the vibration caused by the footsteps on the entire floor.

The comrades around seem to be equipped with electric motors, and they wipe the floor with their hands alternately, with their buttocks facing the sky and their knees touching the ground.Zhang Bing saw someone running to wipe the door, so he waited quietly.There was already commotion in Class [-]. A figure just ran out and hit the ground sideways.Zhang Bing seemed to be able to hear the sound of the nasal bone breaking.Then the figure was driven away by inertia, and flew straight to the stairs.The man yelled, shaking his hands and feet from side to side, trying to grab something, but he couldn't catch the gap in the floor in vain.Sure enough, he rushed down the stairs and disappeared.

Zhang Bing was so frightened that he didn't realize anything. He just ran to the stairs mechanically to calm down his heartbeat.

He stopped after falling three steps, and nothing worse happened.

Upon closer inspection, the man did indeed have triangular eyes.Triangle Eye's eyelid was broken, and blood was oozing out, and there was a big pool of blood on the stairs. It was not proved to be a nosebleed until Triangle Eye raised his head cursing.The triangular eye left eye was bruised, the nose was a mess, the blood was piled up in black lumps, and there was still blood dripping from the nostrils on the steps, like the water stains on the ground on the eve of a rainstorm, it was very scary.

"Hastily, grandson, who did it, grandpa, grandson, get out of here."

Jia Xiangmeng cursed, sobbing uncontrollably in his throat, it sounded like the wound was in pain.

"Stop scolding, go to the health guards." A comrade-in-arms said while leaning on the railing of the stairs.

Zhang Bing reacted the fastest, and ran over when Jia Xiangmeng just stood up, but collided with the person who rushed out of the door.Zhang Bing got up and hurried forward to support Jia Xiangmeng.Jia Xiangmeng didn't appreciate it, and pushed Zhang Bing away with his backhand.Zhang Bing discovered that Jia Xiangmeng's fingers seemed to be broken, and the degree of bending was abnormal.

Brain clouded.All the reasons for escaping that were originally conceived, but now I can't think of any of them.Zhang Bing regretted it, and just complained that he shouldn't have bad intentions, and he can't do any of such behaviors that harm others and benefit himself.

More and more people came out, and Jia Xiangmeng was comforted and sent to see a doctor.

Zhang Bing was still in shock.He has never felt that standing in a military posture is so difficult. Although it is very painful on weekdays, every second now feels like being boiled by ghosts and ghosts in hell.

Fortunately, this is not the first time this has happened. There have been five or six similar cases before, but they were all emergencies in other classes. However, it is the first time that Jia Xiangmeng has such a serious case.The recruits in charge of the public health area were shot up, their hands were punished with ice and stones, and they had to endure the extreme challenge of 200 push-ups.When the recruits who were punished were almost dying, some squad leaders found dumbbells from nowhere and put them on each of them for training.

After completing the punishment training, Zhang Bing's arms were as soft as rubber noodles, and even his heart of repentance was exhausted during the training.

It's true that good and evil in the world are reincarnated forever. If you don't believe it, look up to the sky, and the sky will forgive anyone.

Zhang Bing's head was still heavy, only this sentence flashed back and forth repeatedly, maybe it was the revelation of God's irony of himself.Although this sentence was used by Zhang Bing when he predicted that Jia Xiangmeng was injured.

Fortunately, Yu Bo did not fall.

Zhang Bing didn't even dare to imagine that if he ran to the stairs just now, the face he saw would not be triangular eyes, but Yu Bo.Just thinking of that scene, Zhang Bing had to cover his chest with several layers of clothing to relieve his anxiety.I feel scared after thinking about it.

But Zhang Bing soon wanted to slap himself twice, why did he still think of Yu Bo and think about him at this time.If Yu Bo falls to his death, it has nothing to do with him, it is best to die in the wilderness, and it is best to disappear without any news.

Zhang Bing kneaded his arms with a bad expression.

Jia Xiangmeng was not seriously injured. After getting stitches on the corners of his eyes, he put gauze on and returned to the team for training. The instructors praised his spirit greatly, saying that he is a spiritual representative that the PLA must pass on, and he is a good seedling.

The instructor looked at Jia Xiangmeng's eyes and smiled into crescents, and patted him on the shoulder vigorously.

Standing in the team, Zhang Bing couldn't cry even if he wanted to. What did he do to make himself feel anxious and worried, but he actually helped Jia Xiangmeng.It turned out that after thinking about it for so long, the pranks tangled into a ball were all pranks on themselves in the end.

Zhang Bing, who was in a melancholy mood, didn't feel hungry even when he was eating, which was in inverse contrast to the comrade who was on the same bench who was spitting and gorging and almost gnawed off his palm.

The recruits don’t chew at all, they just swallow because if the squad leader puts down the chopsticks, everyone has to stop eating, so when they eat, they try their best to stuff their stomachs, wishing to install a zipper on their stomachs, pull and then fall, whatever Everything is gone.

Zhang Bing still has a thin voice since he entered the army, not a thin voice.No matter how soft the voice is, it will be hoarse during the violent training, shriveled like salted pickles, and loses moisture.Even though the esophagus is narrow, in order to provide energy for training, Zhang Bing can only stuff rice and steamed buns down his throat. The food that has not been chewed is pressed into the esophagus by the stuffing stuffed in behind. If he retches, he will hold the food against it , Stuff it until you don't retch.

Zhang Bing was always worried that the food that hadn't been crushed would burst into his esophagus and flow into his body. As he was thinking about it, there was another retch in his throat that no one heard.The mouth was so full of food that there was not even a crack to make a sound.

Gao Dajun was sitting opposite Zhang Bing to the right.Zhang Bing didn't notice it on weekdays, but now he couldn't swallow. He could only slap his chest, look around, shake his neck to help swallow, and found Gao Dajun's small movements.

Although Gao Dajun was physically strong, among a group of comrades who ate like tigers, Gao Dajun ate very slowly and chewed slowly.He ate with a dull head, then took the steamed buns under the table, bowed his body quietly, and then did something, after stretching out his hands, the original steamed buns disappeared.

Zhang Bing looked at it again calmly. Although he didn't see the situation under the table clearly, he analyzed that the steamed bun must have been hidden in his shoes by Gao Dajun and stepped on his feet.

If it wasn't for his mouth being unable to make a sound, Zhang Bing would definitely make a sound of tsk tsk tsk to express his inner retching.

Is this steamed bun to feed small animals or to feed yourself?Doesn't it taste sour and smelly? It's so good, even the pickles are saved, and it can be eaten directly as pickled steamed buns.Zhang Bing thought.

Zhang Bing had seen uncleaned steamed bun skins in the toilet before, and Zhang Bing wondered who wasted food so much. It turned out that Gao Dajun was stealing food in the toilet.

After returning from the cafeteria, Zhang Bing has been observing Gao Dajun.During the lunch break, as Zhang Bing expected, Gao Dajun went out, and his footsteps were still padded, like a princess stepping on the bottom of a flowerpot in the palace.

It's probably not the first time that Gao Dajun hid and ate like this, but why didn't Zhang Bing find out before.Eventually Zhang Bing came to the conclusion that maybe it wasn't bad enough then.

Ever since Zhang Bing discovered Gao Dajun's secret, he couldn't take a good rest at noon.Speaking of rest, most of the lunch break is used for practice, and only a small part of the time is for self-rest. Instead, many people sit on the quilt and press the quilt as if they are cultivating immortals.

According to Zhang Bing's observations in the past two days, every time Gao Dajun finished his meal, his stomach would bulge, or he would behave like a lame man.Fortunately, there are so many people in the army, no one will find him in it, and no one even dares to find out.

It is also very hard for people to live to this extent.Zhang Bing thought this way in the physical class in the afternoon.

The training content of the physical fitness class is turn-back running and hanging piles.

Zhang Bing didn't have a good rest at noon, so his complexion was not good. More importantly, he was worried, as if he was afraid that the buried bomb would explode suddenly, and then the shrapnel would hurt himself.

The stench spread from an unknown place, and the recruits around Zhang Bing either frowned, or their faces were sallow.

"Report, report," said the shy voice.

Zhang Bing didn't dare to look back, because he knew the trap had succeeded.

"What are you doing, you, what are you doing with your legs between your legs, deputy squad leader, what do you look like, stand up straight for me quickly." The squad leader pointed to the back row and said.

Gao Dajun's voice seemed to be about to cry: "Report, I, I, I, my stomach hurts."

Rusty laughter came from the team.

"Why didn't you get ready for the break just now?" The squad leader reprimanded severely.

"I don't know that it suddenly happened like this, maybe I can't eat clean at noon."

"Then why the whole class is fine, only you."

Let him solve the internal emergency quickly.Zhang Bing stood in a military posture and wanted to turn into a fly and run to the monitor's ear and call.

"I, I really don't know what's going on." Gao Dajun's voice was painful.

"Stand up for me, bear it like a soldier." The squad leader turned his head to pick the recruits in the wrong posture.

Gao Dajun stopped talking, but the smell became stronger.

"Go quickly." The squad leader couldn't bear it anymore and waved.

Gao Dajun twisted his body, crossed his legs, covered his buttocks with his hands, walked around a row of people with small steps, ran to the front of the line, and left under everyone's gaze.

No one dared to laugh, but they were all just holding back their laughter. Only Zhang Bing had a dumb face, thinking that it was bad, and the dose was increased.

The author has something to say: I am really grateful that there are still people who continue to read it.Because of the interruption of the update, I think some friends who read the article and waited for the update must be angry and disappointed, so they will not follow up, but there are still people who read the latest chapter. Thank you very much.

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