Special Years

In fact, it was only after the fact that solemnly knew that what happened that night was just an accident.

The reason was just because battalion commander Teng Wenji went to the toilet once.

Battalion Commander Teng has always had a lot of fate with the toilet. Last time recruit Dan Changsheng saluted him in the toilet, which caused a joke, and this time, it was also because of a trip to the toilet, which led to solemn misfortune.

Originally at the party, Teng Wenji, the leader of the battalion, wanted to sit in front of the party with the regiment commander to watch the party.

It's just that in the past two days for the Chinese New Year, the cooking class has done a bit of cooking.

The night before, on New Year's Eve, battalion commander Teng Wenji went to the company one by one to offer condolences and toasts. He ate a few more slices of fried pork belly with chili peppers, and then drank more cold beer. He didn't want to make his stomach sick.

After returning from the air defense concealment exercise in the morning, Teng Wenji's stomach was like a pierced spring hole, grumbling all day long.

Although the hygienist gave some medicine to eat, it finally eased up a bit. In the evening, it was a group activity for the whole group. As the leader of the battalion, he could not be absent, so he gritted his teeth and followed the team in the battalion to the group headquarters to watch the performance.

I never thought that not long after the party kicked off, a revolution was already happening in this stomach, so I quickly apologized to Wei Xuefeng, head of the regiment, and ran to the toilet of the regiment headquarters to unload the goods.

After the unloading came out, the performance had already started for a long time. The chief seat was at the front of the team. To return to the original position, you had to go through the entire group.

At that time on the stage, the female soldier's performance team came out to perform the dance of "Little Backpack", and all the male soldiers were focused and their eyes were shining.

Teng Wenji thought about it for a while, but don't rush back to the chief's seat in front of everyone's eyes, not to mention the sudden onset of smoking addiction, so he simply took a small bench from the company next to him and sat directly behind the tail of the eighth company. .

The recruits in the back saw the battalion commander, and of course they were so frightened that they quickly put their hands on their knees, sat upright with their chests up and their backs upright, and didn't dare to make a sound.

Unexpectedly, Battalion Commander Teng, who was comfortably taking a break, heard the solemn man sitting not far in front of him commenting on the female soldiers who were performing on the stage. Basic respect for lesbians.

This is considered solemn and makes it appear.

In the army, the relationship between men and women has always been a high-voltage line in the red line, which must not be touched.

The same is true for the attitude towards lesbians. You can think about it in your heart, but you can't say it with your mouth.

It is wrong to say.

It's okay to say that others don't care, it's a matter of personal style.

Zhuang Yan was in a confused state when he was called out by Teng Wenji from the queue.

Teng Wenji was already deeply impressed by the new recruit in front of him who had not been awarded the title - of course, it was definitely not a good impression.

"Tonight was supposed to be a happy day. After the New Year, I didn't want to get angry, but just now, when I came back from doing some errands and sat behind the Eighth Company, I heard some extremely frivolous and impetuous words from some new comrades. These words are very incompatible with our revolutionary soldier status, and these are the words of hooligan Xiao Fei in some places."

He turned sideways, glanced at the solemn next to him, with a dead face in the mortuary, and said expressionlessly: "What ordinary stuff? You say, what is ordinary stuff? What is Tianjin Goubuli? Shuangyan, come here. Explain to everyone?"

Battalion commander Teng Wenji asked solemnly.

From the team below, there were already bursts of suppressed laughter that did not dare to be presumptuous.

In fact, any male soldier probably had the same idea as Zhuang Yan, but no one said it. Maybe he did, but he only said it in private, and dared not let the cadres hear it.

"What are you laughing laughing!"

Teng Wenji said loudly: "Female soldiers are also revolutionary comrades in arms. Can you use words such as ordinary people and Tianjin dogs to treat their comrades? What are you thinking!"

While criticizing, he went on from the idea that women can hold up half the sky to the issue of respect for personality, and finally brought up the self-cultivation of revolutionary soldiers.

Standing on the side solemnly, he was already suffering more than Huanglian in his heart.

However, he also knew that he was right. He was disgusted with the arrogant appearance of the female soldier, so he made a rude remark. He didn't want to be caught.

So I didn't dare to say anything, I just held up my military posture with all my strength, guessing that this would at least add some impression points.

Perhaps battalion commander Teng Wenji was still brooding about the morning air defense drill, so he magnified this trivial matter.

After approving it for a while, in fact, he didn't want to take Zhuang Yan and let him be dragged down by himself.

However, when the battalion commander criticized in public, he lost the face of the Eighth Company and the second platoon.

So when the people in the battalion returned to the station, Zhuang Yan was called and criticized by the company commander Zhang Jianxing before disbanding.

This is often the case.

Level by level, then level by level.

When he finally returned to the platoon, platoon leader Adai felt that he had been slapped several times in the face—from the battalion commander to the company commander.

So, on the night of the first day of the new year, when everyone slept with their heads covered, Zhuang Yan carried his own equipment and ran around the big playground like a dog under the supervision of Yin Xiancong.

"I said solemn..."

After Zhuang Yan had run for a full twenty laps~www.wuxiaspot.com~ he fell to his knees and could not get up, Yin Xiancong walked up to him and said, "I don't know what you think, and I don't know either. Are you tired, I'm tired for you anyway."

Zhuang Yan leaned back, and he lay upright on the yellow mud floor, gasping for breath as if he had collapsed.

"stand up!"

Yin Xiancong stretched out his foot and slapped the solemn lying on the ground.

"I can't run anymore, squad leader..." Zhuang Yan said pitifully, "These days, I'm the recruit who runs the most in the company..."

Yin Xiancong's heart moved slightly, and he squatted down: "Do you blame me? Do you think I think so in the middle of the night, everyone is sleeping, I, the monitor, have to accompany you here to toss? I say solemn, you don't even think about it yourself. , can you live without dying one day?"

Zhuang Yan suddenly turned his eyes away from the sky, looked at Yin Xiancong and said, "Squad leader, it's not me who killed me, I think it's me and Sanying who don't get along. I'm always unlucky here."

"Unlucky?" Yin Xiancong stood up again angrily, this time he was not so polite, and kicked the solemn backpack directly: "It seems that you haven't realized your mistake?"

Zhuang Yan was unconvinced and said, "My biggest mistake was that I was tricked by my father and became a soldier."

Yin Xiancong was so angry that he pulled Zhuang Yan up from the ground.

"I'll give you three more laps, run!"

Zhuang Yan opened his mouth and wanted to defend something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Yes, the army is not a place to be reasonable, let alone a price to talk about.

He took heavy steps and ran on the big playground again.

Now, he felt that he really couldn't stay in the Eighth Company any longer, there was no way to stay in this hellish place.