Thirteen is gone.

The exercise is also over.

Listening to Lao Geng's statement that the Red Army was a failure in this exercise, it is foreseeable that for a long time to come, the Red Army's participating units will certainly greatly increase their training intensity, and that will certainly be a headache for everyone.

It was already the end of May, and Zhang Junbao had been in the 13th class for more than 40 days since he was transferred from the recruit to the 13th class.

originally thought that the ordinary military life would be uneventful, but no one expected that there would be accidents.

When the grass grows and the warbler flies, the grassland is already an invisible green, and the tender grass buds dance in the wind, as if they are welcoming the sun in the sky, so that they can thrive.

Loud explosions can occasionally be heard in the distance, rumbling and deafening, and on a few occasions at night, you can see the red light that illuminates the sky.

The veterans said it was a recruit contest with live ammunition.

After a few spring rains, Zhang Junbao's toes experienced an extremely itchy feeling for the first time, and when the weather was clear, the painful torture seemed to be renewed.

The traces of the troop's tracked vehicles and wheels still remaining, and occasionally a small puddle could be seen, on which a few dragonflies skimmed and walked away.

Herdsmen can already be seen on the grassland, herds of cattle and sheep and galloping horses, with the unique smell of the grassland, as well as the smell of milk, facing the nose.

Zhang Junbao was in the small courtyard to take a horse step, and his task was still to rush into the fist for an hour.

Looking at the sheep swaying slowly in the distance, he suddenly thought of the taste of shabu mutton, fresh mutton that was freshly killed and cooked, it must be very tender to eat.

But he couldn't do it, because it would be a violation of discipline.

He learned from the mouths of the soldiers that the area where their thirteenth class was located belonged to an ethnic autonomous banner in Inner Mongolia, and that every spring when the new grass grows, the herdsmen who had been resting at home for the winter would drag their families to drive their cattle and sheep out to graze.

There are now far fewer herders grazing herders than before, and many young herders can't stand the hardships of sleeping in the open and migrating back and forth on the grasslands, so they will choose to go to the cities to find regular jobs.

I heard Lao Geng say that in the past, herdsmen grazed a horse, a horse pole, and a herd of cattle and sheep was their whole world.

Today's herdsmen have already driven jeeps and motorcycles, and mixed Chinese and Western sheepdogs follow the sheep and bark, like guards.

Occasionally, when the sound of a dog barking came to the courtyard, Xiaobai, who Zhang Junbao carried back, would raise his head, slowly and leisurely run to the edge of the courtyard to watch for a long time, and finally snorted, shook his head and ran back to Zhang Junbao's side.

No one can say how big Xiaobai is, when he first hugged it back, he looked wilted, and anyone who looked at it would think it was a little guy who was about to die.

But Xiaobai didn't seem to admit defeat, during the time when Zhang Junbao was hospitalized, Brother Qiang fed him with gruel and leftovers every day, and miraculously survived.

Later, the veterans in the class summed up a problem, that is, Xiaobai's tenacious vitality is a bit perverted.

In Zhang Junbao's view, this matter is nonsense.

After returning from the hospital, Zhang Junbao caught up with the troops' exercises, encountered scouts again, and provided supplies to the troops.

Until the third day after the end of the exercise, when Zhang Junbao was sleeping at night, he found Xiaobai's trace under the bed.

Xiaobai, who was sleeping in a daze, was held in Zhang Junbao's arms, and the little guy didn't recognize his life, but arched his fist-sized head into his arms hard, causing the veterans in the class to laugh.

I haven't seen him for more than 20 days, Xiaobai's head melon is still good, knowing that Zhang Junbao saved it, and the next day at dinner, he directly "betrayed" Brother Qiang, the shovel officer, and switched to Zhang Junbao's command.

Every day, Zhang Junbao trains in the small courtyard, and Xiaobai wanders around the small courtyard.

Every time, Zhang Junbao shouted a few "kill" sounds, which caused Xiaobai to howl hoarsely.

The delicate little voice "babbling" always causes a burst of laughter.

At that time, Xiaobai was like a poor child, twisting his little buttocks and running back to Zhang Junbao's feet, lying directly on the ground and pretending to be a dead body.

At the end of the hour-long horse step punching training, Zhang Junbao casually picked up the towel next to him, wiped his sweat, and turned to look at the grassland in the distance.

"Xiaobai, do you want to go to the grassland?"

"Woo......."

At his feet, Xiaobai looked up at Zhang Junbao and screamed twice, Zhang Junbao bent down and pinched Xiaobai and held it in his hand.

"Woo......, woo......."

Xiaobai kicked his limbs in the air, and kept screaming in his mouth, as if protesting against Zhang Junbao's use of violence.

"You don't learn well, what kind of wolf howl do you learn?"

"Woo, you should be Wangwang, do you understand?"

A person, a gun, a dog, the land under his feet seemed to be waiting for him to conquer, Zhang Junbao had a smile on his face, and a sense of pride suddenly rose in his heart.

"Woo......," Xiaobai's cry was full of grievances, looking at Zhang Junbao's two big eyes, which were still glowing with green light, it was really incredible.

"Three madness, what are you doing?"

"Femdom Xiaobai."

"Such a little milk dog, trained to be a wool, and not a shepherd dog."

The soldier didn't know when he left the dormitory, and was sitting alone on the edge of the dirt slope in the small courtyard looking at the grassland in the distance.

may have heard Xiaobai's cry, so he turned his head to look at Zhang Junbao.

"Squad leader, although Xiaobai is not a shepherd dog, he can make do with it if he is trained, right?"

"You want to treat Xiaobai as a military dog?" The GI asked, surprised.

"I have this idea, but I don't know how to train," Zhang Junbao shook Xiaobai in his hand, causing Xiaobai to scream again, as if complaining that Zhang Junbao should not let him be an air force.

"I'm going to wait for Xiaobai to send him to the military dog base to try when he grows up, to see if it works, even if he can't become a military dog, he can come with us and watch the door or something."

The soldier looked at Xiao Bai, who was jumping in the air, lowered his head and thought for a moment, and after a while, stood up from the ground.

"Xiaobai still don't go to the military dog base to suffer, the military dogs there are passed down from generation to generation, and they have been trained since childhood, Xiaobai probably can't."

"Just let Xiaobai stay here to watch the door, it's good to be lively every day."

The soldier stretched out his hand to take Xiaobai, and when he spoke, there was no joy in his eyes, but he was full of loneliness and sadness.

Maybe he has been in this inaccessible grassland for a long time, grass has grown in his heart, lonely people have dogs, empty people have cats, looking at the imperceptible side of the soldiers, Zhang Junbao is really afraid that one day he will become like this.

"Woooooooo......oo

"Whew......."

A rapid cry pulled Zhang Junbao back to reality, Xiao Bai was kicking wildly in the soldier's hand, screaming incessantly, and occasionally sticking out his head to bite the soldier's wrist a few times, but he couldn't bite it.

"Hahaha, three crazy, it turns out that Xiaobai is a little."

"Hahahaha......."

Seeing the soldier holding Xiaobai and laughing in front of him, Zhang Junbao's face suddenly turned dark.

He finally knew why Xiaobai resisted so fiercely, and when he fell into the hands of a humanoid bear, he couldn't think about problems with normal thinking.