My liver skills in the military camp

In the detachment headquarters, Ye Fei sighed and walked outside.

Ten minutes ago, Ye Fei even thought about the name of his future vehicle.

It's called [Gale Wind] to commemorate the unforgettable years I spent in the 11th Detachment.

Now it's better, the years are still unforgettable, but there is no need to commemorate them.

From now on, I will be a member of the Second Corps in life, and I will be a dead member of the Second Corps in death. What a waste of commemoration!

I just want to change the environment and experience the torrent of steel and the grand scene of blood and iron.

Why does it take so much trouble!

In fact, Ye Fei himself is also responsible for this matter.

Who made him perform so well?

Look at the medals on his body. Does he look like a normal sophomore at a military academy?

Some veteran squad leaders and cadres who have been in the army for more than ten years do not have as many medals as he does!

It is reasonable for the head of the headquarters not to want to release him.

It can only be said that it is too excellent, which is also a kind of trouble.

As for the head of the headquarters who had a certain transfer to a subordinate, Ye Fei naturally had no complaints at all.

The head of the headquarters didn't want to let him go because he thought highly of him and thought he was a person, and Ye Fei had to know how to count.

If you stay with the armed police, your future will definitely not be any worse.

But in his heart, Ye Fei would inevitably feel a little disappointed.

Since returning from the Tiger Regiment, Ye Fei has spent countless nights with the roar of engines ringing in his ears.

Close your eyes and you will see the torrent of steel criss-crossing your eyes.

As a result, the head of the headquarters now used practical actions to tell Ye Fei that dreams can only be dreams after all.

He also gave Ye Fei a big blow to wake him up.

This has nothing to do with the future, it is the resentment of being unable to realize one's ambitions, and the helplessness after dreams are shattered.

Ye Fei will definitely need some time to adapt.

It happened that Nie Haifeng came back from a stroll happily at this time. He saw Ye Fei walking out of the building with a look of despair on his face. He was going to scold him a few words, but after thinking about it, Nie Haifeng swallowed back the curse that slipped to his lips. .

Nie Haifeng can understand Ye Fei's mood.

If during the Southwest Round that year, the whole company had been pulled up and Nie Haifeng was left alone, he would definitely not have felt better.

The two situations are very different, but the state of mind is similar.

"Okay, brat, what are you still thinking about?"

"It's getting late, so don't go back tonight."

"Stay one night at the detachment headquarters. I'll let you, Veteran Qiu, see you off tomorrow night."

Although he felt uncomfortable, Ye Fei responded instinctively after hearing Nie Haifeng's instructions.

"yes!"

At night, listening to the long-lost lights-out signal in the 11th detachment, Ye Fei lay on the bed, tossing and turning.

Ye Fei was so confused by his thoughts that he didn't notice that Nie Haifeng, who was beside him, was not asleep either.

It was destined to be a sleepless night for the two soldiers, the old and the young.

At the same time, the Armed Police Headquarters and the Chief’s Office.

Father Qin, who looked tired, pushed open the door of the office. Before he could speak, Mr. Qin, who was wearing glasses, put down the documents in his hand and asked in a bad tone.

"If you don't go home, why are you here?"

"Chief, aren't you on duty this week? Let me come over to see if you have rested."

During the conversation between the two, the superior treatment of the agency cadres was fully exposed.

Different from grassroots units, military agencies implement an eight-hour work system.

If your home is close, you can go home to sleep, eat or whatever you want, as long as people arrive on time during working hours.

And the canteen still provides three meals a day, the taste is not bad, and it is very free.

This is also one of the reasons why cadres from all walks of life do not want to let the powerful chief officials do it, and they are obsessed with squeezing into the agency and suffering from anger.

Soldiers are human beings too and have feelings. Who doesn’t want to go home and see his wife and children when he has nothing to do?

The reason why Mr. Qin didn't go home is also very simple. He is the leader on duty this week and must stay in the agency at night. This is a rule.

He had to wait until the shift meeting was held and the new chief took over before Mr. Qin could go home to rest at night.

Listening to his son's words of concern, Mr. Qin changed his sitting position and said impatiently.

"You don't have to worry about it, it's time to go to sleep."

Seeing that the old man's tone was particularly irritable, Father Qin asked tentatively.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

The sound of "Dad" seemed to ignite Mr. Qin's anger. Mr. Qin picked up the hat next to him and threw it at Qin's father.

"The rules tell you to just eat? It's your job during working hours!"

Qin's father dodged, grabbed the hat in his hand, and said with a wry smile.

"Dad, this isn't working time either."

As soon as he saw Mr. Qin, he hit his second son lightly.

How dare you talk back!

I saw Mr. Qin glaring at Father Qin angrily, staring at Father Qin feeling guilty.

"Chief, I was wrong!"

Seeing his son's sincere attitude, Mr. Qin didn't bother to argue with him.

"Have you heard about the transfer letter?"

"I heard about it. There's a lot of commotion about it. Many people in the agency are talking about it."

When Mr. Qin heard this, he slapped the table and cursed.

"Damn it, he's planning to poach people all over me!"

"I will still have great use for this kid in the future! How can I let him go to others?"

Hearing this, Father Qin hesitated for a while and then spoke.

"Chief, there are also your old comrades over there."

"No matter what you say, this kid is still a student now."

"Because he refutes the reputation over there, can't he be guilty?"

When Mr. Qin heard this, he took a look around and saw that there was nothing he could take advantage of. He took off his shoes and pointed at Qin's father and took action!

"You know nothing!"

Seeing the confused look on Qin's father's face, Mr. Qin originally planned to reveal some news about the military reform to him, but he didn't bother to say it and said categorically.

"No matter who comes forward or who passes the message, I can't let this kid Ye Fei go!"

"Even the King of Heaven can't do it!"

Early the next morning, after having breakfast, Ye Fei said goodbye to Nie Haifeng, declined Qiu Jie's arrangement to see him off, and embarked on the return journey alone.

When Ye Fei appeared at the door of the dormitory, Governor Yuan and others were immediately excited.

Governor Yuan strode forward, punched Ye Fei in the chest, and said excitedly.

"Third brother, you're really back!"

"We saw you on TV!"

"Did you know that the female college students next door come over and ask for your contact information?"

"Tell us what it's like to have a military parade!"

Although the other people in the dormitory didn't open their mouths, it could be seen from their expectant eyes that they also wanted to know what it was like to goose-step in front of the square.

But they were disappointed. Ye Fei waved his hands indifferently, packed his luggage without saying a word, turned around and went out again.

Everyone in the dormitory looked at each other with questions on their foreheads.

What happened to the third child?

Lost in love?

Hey, don't say it.

Ye Fei's current depressed mood is really similar to being broken up in love!

Ye Fei left the dormitory and went straight to Wu Engineering's training ground. He didn't have any preparations and started sprinting directly on the track!

The only way to relieve worries is running.

Ye Fei wanted to expel all the depression in his heart through sweat!

One lap, two laps, three laps.

Now is not the time for physical training. Ye Fei's figure running on the track quickly attracted the attention of many people.

"Is the one running, the animal participating in the military parade?"

"It seems so, it looks like it to me."

"Running so fast, it can't be anyone else."

Two students saw Ye Fei's running figure by the window and whispered to each other, which immediately attracted an angry rebuke from Wu Qi in front of them.

"Those two students by the window, if they don't want to listen, just get out!"

Startled by Wu Qi's sudden voice, the two students quickly turned around and sat down obediently in their seats.

"snort!"

Wu Qi snorted coldly and glanced out the window. The figure running on the track looked familiar.

Ye Fei?

If this kid doesn't quickly report to class when he comes back, why is he running around outside?

As time went by, Ye Fei's speed gradually slowed down, but he never stopped and was still running on the track.

It was already lunch time, and more and more students came after hearing the news and gathered around the track to watch the excitement.

"Hey, dear, how many laps have it been? Isn't this animal dizzy?"

"I'm going to faint!"

When the students watching the excitement heard this, they immediately asked the students beside them who spoke.

"How many laps? Have you checked?"

The student in question shook his head and said with great admiration.

"Not counting."

Then what about a hook?

Unexpectedly, the student changed the subject and made a shocking statement.

"But I pinched it."

"The animal ran for almost an hour and a half without stopping."

When the students around him heard this, they were all shocked and almost couldn't believe it!

Have you been running at this speed for an hour and a half?

Why are you just putting up with trying to hit the marathon world record?

What stimulated this?

After Ye Fei had completed a hundred laps in his mind, he finally slowed down and gradually stopped on the track.

This was Ye Fei's first time to run such a long distance, especially in circles. He was so dizzy that it was hard to walk in a straight line.

At this moment, a faint fragrance penetrated Ye Fei's nostrils along the wind. Then, a white arm appeared in front of Ye Fei's eyes, holding a bottle of warm mineral water in his slender fingers.

"Drink some water."

When Ye Fei heard this, he was not polite. He took it and poured it down in big gulps to moisten his thirsty withered throat.

Ye Fei drank a bottle of water in one gulp. After drinking, Ye Fei thanked the beautiful figure in front of him.

"Thank you for the water."

"Wanru."

Hearing this, Qin Wanru tilted her head and smiled, showing two small tiger teeth, which looked very playful.

The sunlight hit her from behind, making her graceful figure more obvious and moving.

Ye Fei saw it and discovered a fact belatedly.

The follower who has been chasing after him and calling him master turns out to be a great beauty.

Just when Ye Fei was stunned, the charming voice sounded again.

"How can we be grateful for our relationship?"

"Master, what's wrong with you? Are you worried?"

"Can you talk to me?"

I’ll post one chapter first, for fuck’s sake, I wrote the last few hundred words for an entire hour!

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