Special Years

"Zhang Ying!"

The soldiers of the engineer company rushed up and helped the recruit Zhang Ying, who had fallen on the ground and ate a mouthful of yellow mud.

Zhang Ying's face was pale, and the whole person didn't respond to any calls.

Staff Officer Xu went over to take a look, waved his hand, and said loudly: "A few people, take him to the health team immediately!"

The soldiers of the engineer company set up Zhang Ying with all his might and ran towards the regiment headquarters.

Everyone present was stunned.

The fact that a foxhole was dug to the point of fainting was something that had never been seen before.

rustling --

The sound of sappers digging the ground could still be heard on the field.

Only then did the officers and soldiers who were attracted by Zhang Ying remembered that there was another recruit who had not fallen.

Zhang Jianxing shouted at Han Xiaobei, who was still desperately digging foxholes: "Xiaobei, it's okay! You won! Stop digging!"

Han Xiaobei didn't seem to hear Zhang Jianxing's shout.

In his eyes, there was only one last foxhole.

A stubborn stubbornness supported him, as if someone shouted in his ear, "Dig it! It must be done!"

"Finish!"

After a few minutes, Han Xiaobei finally stopped and raised his right hand.

Everyone's eyes turned to Han Xiaobei's raised right hand.

There was already blood on it.

The place was quiet.

After a long time, someone suddenly applauded.

Then, the applause came like a tide.

Staff Officer Xu walked up to Han Xiaobei and said, "You are this year's new champion. I hope to see you here next year."

Finished, go.

Han Xiaobei was like a whole bottle of Erguotou in the applause. He was shaking when he walked, and not an inch of his camouflage uniform was dry from top to bottom.

Zhuang Yan hurried forward, Han Xiaobei showed him a slight smile, and then released his hand, the engineer shovel fell to the ground, and the man fell limply to the ground.

Zhuang Yan, with sharp eyes and quick hands, held him up and slowly put him on the ground.

Han Xiaobei's lips showed a layer of white dryness, and solemnly turned his head and shouted at the third class: "Water! Who brought water!"

Judging from the current situation of Han Xiaobei, he is dehydrated and dehydrated.

"Squad leader..."

Han Xiaobei said, "I'm so tired, I..."

"Okay, I'll go to rest right away." Zhuang Yan took the kettle handed over by Zhao Fugui, unscrewed the lid, and gently moistened a little bit of water on Han Xiaobei's lips.

"Squad leader..." Han Xiaobei said again, "Did I take the first place?"

Zhuang Yan felt sour for a while, his eyes were a little hot, but he nodded fiercely and said, "You are the first, you won."

Han Xiaobei was finally relieved and heaved a long sigh of relief.

The stamina instantly loosened, the mental support was gone, his head tilted, and he fainted.

...

When he woke up, Han Xiaobei saw the solemn man sitting beside the bed peeling apples at first sight.

He struggled to get up, but "ouch" lay back on the bed again.

Every bone up and down my body is aching, especially my two arms, joints and forearm muscles, it's like countless needles are stuffed into it, and it hurts every time I move it.

A look at both hands, all wrapped in gauze.

"Do you know it hurts now?" Zhuang Yan inserted the fruit knife into the apple and sent it to Han Xiaobei.

Han Xiaobei wanted to reach out to take it, but he couldn't take it, his finger joints hurt as long as he tried hard.

"Is it uncomfortable until now?" said solemnly: "Like you spell it like this, if you don't pay attention, you will die."

Han Xiaobei smiled and said nothing.

Zhuang Yan put the apple to his mouth, Han Xiaobei glanced at Zhuang Yan and took a bite with a smile.

"It's so comfortable!" he said. "I think it's worth everything if I win."

Suddenly looking around, he asked again, "Squad leader, where is this?"

"Regiment Headquarters, health team." Zhuang Yan said: "You fainted yesterday, and you have slept for 24 hours now. The deputy political commissar and company commander have all told you to stay here for a rest until you wake up. , go back to the company when it's better."

Han Xiaobei leaned on the pillow, exhaled a long breath, and said, "I feel comfortable now, I can sleep well for two days..."

Zhuang Yan stretched out the apple again, and Han Xiaobei took a big bite.

"Monitor, when are you going back? Are you coming with me?"

Zhuang Yan said: "Probably, the company commander said so, you can walk and move tomorrow, and the doctor has also checked, but it's out of strength, it's not a big problem."

After thinking about it, he said, "Xiao Bei, you haven't told me yet, why are you working so hard?"

Han Xiaobei, who was lying on the hospital bed, was stunned for a moment, and then said, "I'm just trying to win, I just want to show off."

Of course Zhuang Yan would not believe that what Han Xiaobei said was the truth.

He always felt that this soldier changed too fast.

There are always reasons that I don't know.

However, everyone has their own little secrets, and Han Xiaobei is no exception. There is no need to ask them.

At least the current Han Xiaobei makes Zhuang Yan very gratified.

What could make a squad leader happier than to lead a soldier on the right path of positivity and progress?

Probably not anymore.

After eating the apples, he solemnly swept the peels into the trash can and took them out.

Han Xiaobei looked at the back of Zhuang Yan leaving, and his eyes suddenly became wet.

He has a secret in his heart.

But he didn't want to say it.

Before joining the army, Han Xiaobei was an indifferent person.

At least he thought so.

He felt no need to care about everything outside his body, not even his own parents.

Anyway, in Han Xiaobei's view, his parents never cared about him.

Since I was a child, my parents were the police, and they were always the busiest during other people's festivals.

Han Xiaobei grew up in his grandmother's home when he was a child. After his grandmother passed away, he was already a junior high school student and boarding at the school.

Home has always been a vague concept in Han Xiaobei's mind. From the day his grandmother passed away, home was gone.

In Han Xiaobei's view, people in the world are indifferent, and their parents will not pay much for themselves, let alone others?

When he arrived at the army, Han Xiaobei met Zhuang Yan.

This squad leader, who had never met before, could actually think about himself everywhere, and even for his own sake, he could ask the company commander to stay and serve in the third squad on the condition of resigning.

Han Xiaobei was completely shocked at that moment ~www.novelmt.com~.

He felt that the world was warm, and the icy worldview had changed drastically.

A scholar dies for a confidant.

He felt that Zhuang Yan was a man worth fighting for.

So, Zhuang Yan asked him why he was so desperate.

He didn't say anything, but he said quietly in his heart - monitor, it's because of you.

When Zhuang Yan came back, Han Xiaobei's emotions had calmed down.

The two were chatting and laughing in the room, chatting, and it was time for dinner soon.

"You lie down for me, and I'll go to the dining hall to make dinner."

He stood up solemnly and walked towards the door.

Before he could reach the door, the voice of the deputy political commissar Xiong Guohan suddenly came from outside the door: "Xiao Bei! Look who is coming to see you?!"