Special Years

Yin Xiancong said with a heavy tone, "Because of this, he is expected to be discharged from the army and go home... Military school, I'm afraid there is no hope."

Said solemnly, "He deserves it!"

Yin Xiancong's tone suddenly became heavier, and he said, "Zhuang Yan, you know a shit! In your opinion, he did something wrong, but in his opinion, did you do it right again? It's right to fight with the squad leader? Contradict the squad leader. Right? On the battlefield, this kind of behavior can shoot you at any time!"

Majestic froze, unable to refute.

Yin Xiancong added, "Tell me yourself, what is the military quality of your third squad leader? Not bad, right?"

Zhuang Yan could only helplessly say: "It's okay..."

Yin Xiancong said: "Do you think the military qualities of the veterans fell from the sky? When we were recruits, the squad leader also trained us to death. Your three squad leaders were in the second row and fourth squad at the time. He is now habitually dislocating his left arm, and he slipped and fell like this during the 800-meter comprehensive tactical exercise on a heavy rainy day. At that time, he gritted his teeth and asked his comrades to help him connect, but he didn't dare to say a word..."

"This can't be a reason for him to rectify his troops!" Zhuang Yan said unconvinced.

Yin Xiancong said: "Yes! This really can't be the reason for his harassment, but you can't help but admit that good soldiers are beaten, not accustomed to. Just a soldier like you solemn and heartless, you should practice hard! When you become a squad leader in the future, you will know that squad leaders also have their difficulties. When they were recruits, many people thought the squad leader was the most impersonal, but when he became a veteran and became the squad leader, he understood the painstaking efforts of the squad leader at that time.”

He noticed that the corners of Zhuang Yan's eyes were a little red, and suddenly remembered that this kid had been announced to be assigned to the cooking class to raise pigs.

"Ugh……"

Yin Xiancong sighed and patted the solemn shoulder: "Go to the cooking class, remember to build solidarity with the veterans, especially Zhu Dekang, he is the most veteran soldier in our company, he is amazing!"

After the two of them chatted, solemnly carrying his backpack, he left a row reluctantly.

When I got to the cooking class, it was completely dark.

On the hillside, a small bungalow.

Zhu Dekang was lying on the bed, holding a martial arts novel in his hand, and laughed when he saw that he was so happy.

tuk tuk-

There was a knock on the door outside.

"Who is it?!"

Zhu Dekang was very unhappy that someone interrupted his happy time now, so he asked impatiently.

Li Chuangcheng's voice came from outside the door.

"Old monitor, it's me, Li Chuangcheng!"

"What are you doing? I don't know if I'm resting at night?" Zhu Dekang dropped the martial arts novel and ran to open the door.

Outside the door stood the cooking squad leader Li Chuangcheng and a private with a backpack.

He was stunned for a moment.

Li Chuangcheng quickly said, "Old monitor, this is solemn. He will live here in the future and learn breeding techniques from you."

Immediately afterwards, he glanced at the other new bed in the room.

"Didn't I mention it to you when I came to install the bed frame before?"

Zhu Dekang is neither tall nor short, he is thin, his hairline is set back a bit, his forehead is tall and shiny, and he has a yellow and black face.

After looking at Zhuang Yan, he reluctantly gave way, but he muttered: "To put it nicely, I sent someone here, I said Li Chuangcheng, do you think I am too free here, so I have to do something Recruits are holding me back?"

He seemed very raw, and seemed very dissatisfied with the solemn presence here.

Li Chuangcheng smiled, and regardless of what Zhu Dekang said, he led solemnly into the room on his own.

"This bed will be yours from now on, and that cabinet..."

He walked to an old wooden cabinet beside the bed and tapped the wooden board with his hand.

This is your locker.

Looking solemnly towards Zhu Dekang, Zhu Dekang's bedside is not the standard lockers that are often combined one by one in a row, but a wardrobe.

It is the kind of plywood cabinet that is very common in places, about one meter high, the craftsmanship is very ordinary, and the price is very cheap, but it is definitely not the standard locker used by the army.

Zhu Dekang had already returned to his bed at this time, the quilt was not spread out, and the mosquito net was not hung up. He directly pressed on the quilt, leaned against the bed frame, raised Erlang's legs, and continued to read his martial arts novels.

"What are you looking at? After you've been a soldier for 5 years, what kind of cabinet do you like to use, the company commander will not care about you."

He rudely retorted the solemnity of peeking at his cabinet.

Zhuang Yan quickly withdrew his gaze, put the backpack on the bed and opened it.

Li Chuangcheng obviously didn't want to stay here any longer. Facing Zhu Dekang, whose demonic spirit had already turned into an essence, this cooking squad leader had no dignity in the pig herd's territory on the hillside.

"Solemnly, if you don't understand anything in the future, just ask the old monitor, and, tomorrow morning..."

He frowned, as if making a difficult decision.

Finally, he said: "Tomorrow morning, if you like to go out for exercise, go out for exercise. If you don't like going out for exercise, don't come. Our cooking class usually wakes up earlier than the shift schedule. In fact, going out for exercise is also a form. When the wake-up number rings, go to join the whole company and wait for the company commander. After speaking, you will leave to cook, you are a pig farmer, and you don’t need to participate in training.”

After all, without waiting for Zhuang Yan to continue to ask whether to go or not, he turned around and scurried out the door.

When he approached the door, he turned around and said to Zhu Dekang: "Old squad leader, you should rest early. The company commander has said several times that it is not good to always delay turning off the lights. It is difficult for me to be a person."

Lying on the bed, Zhu Dekang waved his hands impatiently, as if chasing a blowfly: "It's alright, it's alright, I know it!"

After the cooking squad leader left, Zhuang Yan began to organize his own internal affairs.

He didn't know how to "build solidarity" with the veteran in front of him as Yin Xiancong said. At least for now, this veteran named Zhu Dekang seemed to be acting weird and couldn't strike up a conversation at all.

"That...that..."

Zhu Dekang, who was lying on the bed, took the initiative to speak, pointing at Zhuang Yan, frowning, and couldn't remember Zhuang Yan's name for a long time.

"What's your name?"

"Majestic." Majestic stood at attention and answered honestly.

After all, this is the fifth-year soldier in front of him, so it can be said that he has become an old monster.

"Yes, yes, solemn, look at my brain. After being a soldier for a long time, people become stupid." Zhu Dekang laughed at himself~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and then made a cigarette with **** around his lips. Gesture, "Did you bring a cigarette?"

"Smoke?" Zhuang Yan was stunned for a moment, then threw down the quilt and hurriedly took out Hongta Mountain from his pocket, stepped forward and handed it to Zhu Dekang.

Zhu Dekang rolled over and sat beside the bed, took the cigarette, and sniffed under his nostrils.

"Well, good smoke! Much better than my Meister."

After speaking, he took out the lighter and set it on skillfully.

After taking a few sips, Zhu Dekang said to Zhuang Yan: "It's dark now, so I won't show you around. In fact, we don't have much to see here. To put it bluntly, it is a forgotten corner. In name, we belong to the cooking class. , but Li Chuangcheng doesn't come here very often, it's just a small bungalow, turn right 20 meters from the door and there's a pigsty, and there are ten pigs in it, that's all our belongings."

After a pause, he said again: "By the way, what about the morning exercise... You are a recruit, so you want to participate in a while, gather together, report when you arrive, and then you can come back here. You can do whatever you like, as long as you don't violate the rules. It is stipulated that no one cares about you. After breakfast, they will go out to work, and that is when we start to work. We will go to the cooking class to collect the stagnant water. If it is not enough, we will ride the tricycle of the cooking class and go to the canteen of the water police station opposite. , the people in their place will give us stagnant water, and this pig eats three meals just like people..."

Until solemnly made the bed, Zhu Dekang was still sitting beside his bed and nagging.

The lights-out signal sounded over the camp.

Zhu Dekang was stunned for a moment, then said to Zhuang Yan, "Go, turn off the lights."

The room became dark, Zhu Dekang turned on the flashlight, hung it by the bedside, and continued to read martial arts novels.

Zhuang Yan was lying on the bed, unable to fall asleep after tossing and turning, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

This time, I really became a pig herd.