Xiaobing Fang Heng

Jizhu Karma nodded, and glanced at the direction of the large army, "If you are really uncomfortable, send him back to the dormitory directly later."

"Okay." Responding to this, Yang Yi couldn't wait to walk over.

Yang Yi came to the side, first nodded to Wu Dan, let him go first, and then grabbed Fang Heng's arm.

"I'm fine." Fang Heng looked at the company commander's back, wiped his mouth and shook his head, rejecting Yang Yi's support.

Yang Yi frowned, "What did you eat tonight? Food poisoning?"

"I felt a little uncomfortable in the afternoon." Fang Heng let out a long breath and complained unhappily, "I'm not afraid of noise, as long as I'm mentally prepared, I can overcome it, and I also hate my own bad habit, the time when the environment is noisy Once it grows, the head will feel uncomfortable, just sleep well."

Yang Yi recalled Fang Heng's class today, and almost certainly said, "Communications class in the afternoon?"

"Hmm." Fang Heng frowned and rubbed his chest, then turned to look at Yang Yi, "The company commander asked you to come here?"

"Why? He can't ask me unless he asks me?"

"It's not..." Fang Heng glanced at the direction of the large army again, rolled his eyes, looked at Yang Yi with the corner of his mouth curled up, and softly called the platoon leader, "You carry me back."

"..." Yang Yi raised his eyebrows and looked unhappy. Although carrying a sick soldier is no big deal, the problem is that he has no money here.

"Platoon leader..." Fang Heng raised his hand and grabbed his arm, touched the sweat on his hand, then withdrew his hand in disgust and rubbed it on his pants.

The weather in Chongqing, in May, makes you want to take off your clothes to run comfortably. Except for special circumstances, everyone is wearing standard vests and camouflage trousers for training. Two big men who have just finished running can be separated so far Feeling the heat radiating from each other, it must be uncomfortable to be close together.

Fang Heng pondered for a while, pinched, and stopped talking.

Yang Yi also felt hot, and he was not in a good mood when he was hot.Although Fang Heng is by his side, the head-to-toe sweat of the kid after the long-distance running is nothing to be distressed about. He has seen Fang Heng like this a lot, and he has long been used to it.But Fang Heng softly called out to the platoon leader twice, and his mind was distracted in one fell swoop. His eyes rolled around Fang Heng's figure calmly, and his thoughts spread...

Fang Heng is actually not short, he is above average in the company, almost reaching the corner of his eyes, but he is very thin, maybe because he hasn't trained yet, so he looks slender, a little slender, like a kid.

Yang Yi's eyes slid down from Fang Heng's hair all the way, and he glanced at the delicate little face that he would have sighed countless times, and the straight collarbone stretched all the way into the shoulder blades, and the arms and fingers that had developed a little muscle ...

Yang Yi felt hot in his heart, touched his nose, and couldn't take his eyes back from those hands, as if they had done something very intimate not long ago, using each other's hands, but felt that the time had passed for a long time, as if it had passed Same for several years.

It turns out... this kind of thing is really addictive, especially with someone you like...

Yang Yi sighed secretly, trying to restrain himself not to touch Fang Heng, reminding himself that the relationship between the two of them is very good now, without too many responsibilities, and not so unfamiliar.

The two walked around a detour side by side. Fang Heng looked at the setting sun that had already set on the mountains in the distance, and turned to look at Yang Yi. Yang Yi's face was illuminated with a golden light, and his eyes were very dark. Seeing his own reflection clearly, he closed his eyes abruptly, and avoided looking away.

Fang Heng frowned, "What's wrong with my face? It's ugly?"

"It's not too pretty." Yang Yi said softly.

"Oh..." Fang Heng rubbed his face, "Will you still practice boxing when you go back?"

"Rest if you're not feeling well."

"It's okay, that's it, just sleep on it."

"Ah."

"Platoon leader, help me take a shower later."

"Eh!?"

"No? Two people together, rub each other's backs or something."

"……Row……"

Fang Heng frowned in confusion, "Tell me, should we wash in cold water or hot water?"

"..."

"It's uncomfortable, I remember you told me that hot water is better, but today... cold water is more comfortable, right?"

"...Water water..." Yang Yi was speechless, if it was cold water, if there were only two people, where should he touch his hand?What if it gets hard?Hot water is better...the hot water has compartments, and there are too many people, so I will not be so invested.

Fang Heng nodded in agreement, "That's right. By the way, treat me to instant noodles."

"why?"

"I vomited out my dinner, and I have no money with me."

"..." Yang Yi pondered for a while, the more he thought about it, the more he wanted to laugh, and took a deep look at Fang Heng, "Hey, let me tell you, your skin is not as thick as usual."

Fang Heng had to raise his eyebrows, "So thick-skinned that you can't die of hunger, what's there to be embarrassed about?"

Yang Yi laughed, and gave a thumbs up, "Okay, you are awesome."

When the two returned to the camp, they went straight to the bathroom. Yang Yi sighed immediately when he saw the situation in the bathroom.

This point happened to be the time after dinner and evening classes. Some of them were watching the news even without evening classes. In addition, many people would rather take a cold shower than leave, so there were not many people in the bathhouse. In the past, there were only four people who were scattered.

The two of them found two adjacent pipes and washed it, Fang Heng rubbed his back to beg. At the beginning, Yang Yi rubbed his back very seriously, leaving aside distracting thoughts, and devoted himself to the great business of bathing, just being the one on Fang Heng's back. After the dirt was removed, the skin that had not been exposed to the sun was stained crimson, and his thoughts seemed to diffuse with the rising mist, becoming a little dazed.

"Hiss, take it easy." Fang Heng complained dissatisfiedly, tensed his back and turned his head to look at Yang Yi, "Platoon leader, don't you think it's very hot today."

"Fortunately..." Yang Yi glanced at Fang Heng's back, slid all the way down, and disappeared at the end of the spine. He was a little dazed. He knew what to do between men. He was on guard, swaying with his movements, like a temptation, but he still knew that he couldn't really do anything to Fang Heng. The more he was like this, the stronger the temptation was. What came out was not water mist, but flames that scorched the skin.Yang Yi struggled to raise his head in the flames, reached out to scoop up a handful of water and patted it on his head, wiped his face again, and calmed himself down, "It's almost there."

"Don't deal with it." Fang Heng pursed his lips and shook his back again, "Don't worry, I will definitely wipe it clean for you later, and I am not in a hurry."

"Okay, it's clean enough." Yang Yi threw the towel on Fang Heng's back, turned around in a hurry to hide the eagerness in his eyes, stood under the faucet, and poured warm water from head to toe.

Fang Heng pulled the towel and stood up straight, his eyes swept around Yang Yi's body, and he fixed on a certain position in an instant, raised his eyebrows, and smiled, he pushed Yang Yi to get out of the way, and put Wet the towel under the water, then flicked the towel between Yang Yi's legs, and praised with a smile, "Sure enough, the platoon leader is different from our soldiers, and he is so energetic."

"Fuck!" It hurt a little bit, Yang Yi bent over slightly while clutching the wound, glaring, "Don't you know how to avoid this situation!?"

Fang Heng looked at him with raised eyebrows, quite confused, "What are men avoiding? It's not like I haven't seen him before."

Yang Yi is speechless, this is indeed reasonable, before this, he never thought of hiding in front of a man, but the situation is different now, isn't it?Isn't it all teased by this guy?Yang Yi pushed Fang Heng aside with a look of displeasure, "Wash it off over there."

"Stop rubbing?"

"Why do you rub it so clean? It's unnecessary to lose a layer of skin."

Fang Heng looked at Yang Yi contemptuously, and realized belatedly, "What kind of skin did you lose?"

"It's summer..." Yang Yi was full of emotion, and laughed out loud.

"Could it be the one I thought?" Fang Heng's eyes widened.

Yang Yi blinked ambiguously, "It should be."

"Anti-sun exposure or something..."

"That's it."

"Oh, NO!" Fang Heng heaved a sigh of relief, shook his head while resting his forehead, "Headache."

Fang Heng was really uncomfortable. Although Yang Yi had intentions, he secretly restrained himself. The possibly eclectic bathing together ended hastily.

After the two of them took a bath, they went back to the dormitory. Yang Yi looked up at the Milky Way and starry sky, and smelled the sweet smell again, which wafted from Fang Heng's body and lingered in his nose. , relaxed and happy.

However, the end of the field of vision was blurred, and the ink-like black penetrated the iris of the eyes and fell on the heart, which was a bit heavy.

In fact... I still chose the wrong path, right?

"Fang Heng." Yang Yi looked down at the people around him, "Is your head still uncomfortable?"

"It's okay." Fang Heng turned to look at him, with a sweet smile on his face, "As long as I think about sun exposure or something, I think I'm too healthy now."

"Do you regret it?"

Fang Heng looked at the blurred face illuminated by the street lights, and asked in confusion, "What do you regret?"

"Reconnaissance company. You should feel it? The training here is very hard, so hard that it is even inhumane. Illness is never a reason to refuse training. The hardship is even imposed on you deliberately. In fact, many people regret it when they come to the reconnaissance company. .”

Fang Heng thought for a while, turned around, and looked back at him with his hands behind his back, "You may not believe me when I say I don't regret it, but actually I think I have a strong ability to adapt. You have seen it in the recruit company. Now being able to scout the one who is not at the end of the company, I really feel terrible."

Yang Yi laughed, raised his hand to press Fang Heng's shoulder, turned him around, and put it on his shoulder, "Then, if you go to the special forces, the training intensity will be several times higher than here. Can you bear it?"

"Okay." Fang Heng shrugged, not very confident in answering, and then looked at him, "It was hard during the training, but looking back, I feel amazing that I can reach this intensity, so if there is such a day I If you can really enter that kind of army, maybe you can be magical again." After finishing speaking in one breath, Fang Heng smiled first, his bright eyes and the color of the sky interacted, shining brightly.

Yang Yi's heart moved when he saw it, and the brows were already softened to the extreme.

After pondering for a while, Yang Yi probably knew what kind of person Fang Heng was. He had no ambitions or drive, but once he was placed in a strange and difficult environment, it was a desire to survive in this environment. People who are comfortable and willing to work hard to change themselves.

Such people may never be able to stand out, but they can easily survive, because their requirements are low, as long as they are not eliminated by the current environment, it is enough.

Yang Yi wants to find a direction for Fang Heng. Now it seems that the best way is to drive him to do things and constantly impose the external environment on him, so that he will definitely try to adjust himself so as not to be abandoned.

The next day, Yang Yi handed over a training plan for recruits. Jizhu Karma frowned and looked at him in confusion, "What do you want to train these recruits? Send them all to special forces? "

Yang Yi took out the reason he had thought about long ago, and said confidently, "The military exercise is only three months away. Before that, I hope that the recruits of our company will not be hindered by that time. Company commander, this exercise Do you want to be number one too?"

Jizhu Karma pondered for a long time, then nodded, "Practice is fine, but the planned rest time needs to be adjusted."

"Okay." Yang Yi took the training plan handed back, turned around and left the room.

Since there is such a kind of person who cannot be strengthened in terms of personal will, they can only deliberately create a cruel external environment in order to achieve the best growth limit.

That's all he can do for Fang Heng.

The extra night training, which was thought to be temporarily suspended, was arrested again a week later. Fang Heng, the culprit, was at a loss, and followed most of the people to cry out.

But starting this time, physical training has been placed in second place, and the main learning subject is more professional reconnaissance knowledge, that is, endorsement.

To be honest, in the army, how many people who come to serve in the army like to study?Most of them yearn for the kind of passionate military life.They are not afraid of sweating and bleeding, and they can cry enough for men. Sitting in the classroom with glasses and reading books is definitely not suitable for them.

Now that Yang Yi grasped the cultural knowledge, everyone went crazy. Looking at the words on the book, he wanted to tear up the book and eat it.Moreover, Yang Yi took the quiz once every three days. Not to mention the corporal punishment for failing to pass, he had to make up lessons until he passed, which directly forced everyone to languish.

Usually, the choice of human beings is really helpless. After learning about the difficulty of the culture class, all the recruits even hope that their physical fitness can be practiced harder during the day, so that they don’t have to learn too much at night.

In these bitter and miserable days, the reconnaissance battalion suddenly reported a big event, cough!Hmm... It should be said to be gossip.

In the fourth company of the reconnaissance battalion, Lei Gang and Lei Lian, who looked like a star with a paralyzed face and black hands, were married, and their children were two years old.

In this dry barracks, it's really a big deal. Even the commander of the Seventh Company, Ji Zhu Karma, was stunned for a long time when he saw the child, and he couldn't recover for a long time. He asked several confidant veterans to pick up this matter. Son, even drunk that day.

Hmm... Although it seems that the company commander's drunkenness has nothing to do with that kid Lei Gang, but who is the scout?Grasping on the clues and not letting go, following the clues all the way, I can infer one or two no matter what.