Special Years

This morning, Li Chuangcheng came to look for Zhu Dekang and asked, "Old monitor, where is that solemn?"

Zhu Dekang looked away from the martial arts novel and looked around.

The solemn bed was empty, and after breakfast, the boy disappeared.

"What's the matter?" he asked.

Li Chuangcheng said, "I was shopping for groceries just now and met someone at the water police station who said that Zhuang Yan didn't go to his place to get shui water in the morning. I was surprised, so I came over and asked."

Generally speaking, the company has basically no food left for every meal every day. Those soldiers have too much training and can't wait to swallow the pot. The canteen in the water police station is completely different. There are a lot of leftovers every day.

In the past, Zhu Dekang had to go to the water police station at least twice a day, once in the morning and once in the evening.

Since Zhuang Yan came, Zhu Dekang handed over the matter of going to the water police station to transport the water to Zhuang Yan.

"You go back first, and I'll look for him."

After Li Chuangcheng left, Zhu Dekang sat on the small bench and thought about it. Finally, he put away the martial arts novels, put on a shirt and went out.

At this time, Zhuang Yan was doing horizontal bar six exercises on the small equipment yard in front of the pigsty.

His highest level can only reach six practice.

If you are still in the class, maybe you can ask Dai Dehan or Yin Xiancong to teach him seven exercises.

Unfortunately, there is no chance now.

The second day I came here, when I went to the pig sty to feed the pigs, Zhuang Yan was surprised to find that there was actually a small equipment field here. In fact, it was not even a formal field. The soil is dug loose and covered with a layer of sand, which is incomparable to the single parallel bars field on the training ground of the company.

This surprised him.

There are training equipment next to the pigsty where I never thought about raising pigs.

When I asked Zhu Dekang, Zhu Dekang said that he was bored after he came here. He found these two sets of equipment in the warehouse. Anyway, he was idle, and they were erected here as decorations.

No matter what, this made Zhuang Yan find a little spiritual sustenance.

He suddenly discovered that as Li Chuangcheng said that day, when you have it, you don't cherish it, and when you lose it, you feel precious.

Since he became a breeder in the cooking class, Zhuang Yan felt that he couldn't sit still.

Especially when he heard the sound of the trumpet, he would always run outside the small bungalow and look down the hillside from a distance, until all the people in the platoon disappeared from sight.

It was only now that Zhuang Yandao realized that he really didn't like the comfortable life of the cooking class. Although this life was comfortable enough, he always felt that something was missing.

He wanted to participate in training, but he didn't belong to any squad, and no squad leader was willing to take him.

The most painful thing in life is this.

"Diao soldier! What are you doing here!"

Zhu Dekang's loud shout almost made Zhuang Yan fall off the horizontal bar in shock.

"Old monitor, what am I doing..." Zhuang Yan wiped his sweaty hands on his trousers, and said a little embarrassedly, "I just saw the equipment and wanted to practice six exercises..."

"What are you practicing?" Zhu Dekang interrupted Zhuang Yan: "You are a breeder now! The job of a breeder is to raise pigs, raise them well, and kill them for the company when they grow up! You thought you were still in the battle squad. Practice 6, practice 6 is very powerful? Practice 6 is nothing! Are you so positive and useful? Who do you show it to? Who do you show it to!? Do you think you still have a chance to teach the team? Stop dreaming! Why did you go!?"

Zhuang Yan was stunned for a moment after being scolded, his heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and there seemed to be a rush of qi in his body, almost uncontrollable.

Zhu Dekang didn't show any affection, and continued to scold: "What? You said that you are still not satisfied? The cooking class is the cooking class! The pigs are the pigs. I have been a soldier for five years, and I have never seen a cooking class. can go to teach the brigade!"

Zhuang Yan could hardly hold back, the corners of his eyes were red and he looked like he was about to cry.

Zhu Dekang waved his hand and said, "Why don't you hurry to the water police station to bring back the water!?"

Zhuang Yan didn't say a word, took away his training clothes hanging next to the horizontal bar, and put it on.

Just now, he had a little impulsiveness and once thought of refuting Zhu Dekang.

Every sentence of Zhu Dekang's words hurts self-esteem too much.

But in the end, he held back.

It's not because he is facing a five-year soldier like Zhu Dekang, but because Zhuang Yan has become a lot more stable since the last conflict with Chen Qingming.

Some things, if done on a whim, may hurt someone you don't want to hurt, and you may regret it later. There is no regret medicine in the world.

Think twice.

He now has a slight understanding of the meaning of this sentence.

When the breeder is very free, he cleans the pigsty every day and feeds the ten beasts with round waists and broad shoulders, and the rest of the time is completely empty.

After staying with Zhu Dekang in the small bungalow for less than a week, Zhuang Yan felt that he was about to grow dog pee moss on his body.

So, the extremely boring solemn still went to the training ground by himself and tossed himself.

First, I found some old friends in a row to chat, but others had a lot of training, and no one was more free than him.

Needless to say, Chen Qingming and Niu Dali, every time they see Zhuang Yan, they look like they killed their father and enemy, with swords in their eyes.

This kind of immortality is like a heavy stone, oppressing his nerves all the time, making people want to go crazy.

In order to let out his emotions~www.novelmt.com~ and prevent himself from becoming crazy, Zhuang Yan insisted on training by himself every day, and set up a training plan for himself.

After the gathering in the morning was disbanded, everyone in the cooking class went back to cook. He made two trips to the top of the mountain by himself, and then came back to the equipment field in the pigsty to pull the horizontal and parallel bars. At noon, when others rested, he went to discharge a box of grenade trainer bombs behind him. , shot after shot on the practice court.

The only thing that made Majestic the most painful was the lack of guns.

Now the platoons of each combat squad have already started professional training. The specialties of the infantry are various, divided into automatic riflemen, light machine gunners, sniper riflemen, 40 bazooka and 60 mortar.

In addition to pots, the cooking squad is an automatic rifle. On weekdays, the cooking squad leader Li Chuangcheng doesn't organize training. The cooking squad's guns are all kept in the company's gun store, sealed with oil, and well maintained. I haven't touched them a few times.

Zhuang Yan had to shamelessly go to Li Chuangcheng and ask him to carry a gun for him.

Li Chuangcheng looked solemnly as if he were looking at a monster, and he didn't slow down for a long time.

"Zhuangyan, I said you shouldn't be tossing about it. You said that you train like this every day, it won't affect you well!"

Bad influence?

Zhuang Yan was immediately stunned.

"Squad leader, why is the influence bad?" he asked.

Li Chuangcheng held back his constipation for a long time, and seemed to have something to hide. He finally waved his hand and said, "Just think about it, our cooking class originally didn't touch guns except for the unified training organized by the company. Touching a gun, you're cool, but what about the brothers in the cooking class? If you don't go, you seem to be lazy; go, tell me, we have to cook and train again... Other comrades have opinions... "

However, before Zhuang Yan got an automatic rifle from Li Chuangcheng and went out for training, another big incident happened in the cooking class.