After the rookies all flew in the wind tunnel once, it was noon, and the hospitable Air Force masters excitedly took Zhang Ye and them into the Air Force cafeteria!

The rookies who have been drilling in the deep mountains and old forests for several months point to the many dishes and chatter non-stop, looking like dirt buns that have not eaten a full meal, which looks very embarrassing. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Ye glanced at Lao Gao beside him with a dark face embarrassedly, and found that Lao Gao was looking at the rookies with a smug look on his face, "hehe", it seems that this kind of scene is what the Air Force masters want to see.

When two unfamiliar troops meet each other, they always have to compare the high and low, which seems to be what a soldier should look like.

Looking at Lao Gao's expression, Zhang Ye rolled his eyes speechlessly, pushed Lao Gao with a smirk, and said, "Lao Gao, you are really local tyrants!" ”

"It's all buffets, it's really fucking rich, and you say that your Air Force is not a golden pimple!"

The smirking Lao Gao turned his head and glanced at Zhang Ye, whose face was dark, where did he still understand what Zhang Ye meant, and after Zhang Ye finished speaking, he immediately put away his smile and said to Zhang Ye seriously: "Lao Zhang, you are knocking us down." ”

"We really don't have any money, and this meal is according to the standards of our superiors."

"Come on, you, you are still the superior standard, our army soil, you air force tyrants, the whole army knows about this, you are still playing with me (playing carefully), is it interesting?"

"Haha......," Lao Gao suddenly laughed twice helplessly, patted Zhang Ye's shoulder and continued: "Okay, okay, you have the final say!" ”

"We're all local tyrants, you're local buns, okay?"

"Hurry up and start the meal, let all the brothers in the training team have a good meal, and the province will go back and say that our air force is slamming the door and can't afford a meal!"

"Then we can fight the local tyrants and divide the land, hahaha!"

Zhang Ye also patted Lao Gao's shoulder, walked to the front of a dining table together, and began to eat lunch.

In the ward of the health team, Zhang Yan looked boredly at the ceiling above his head, and the needle in his hand injected the anti-inflammatory drugs into his body little by little, although it had been put to the fastest, but it was still a bit slow in his opinion.

Zhang Bohan was sitting at the window, and she didn't know where to turn out the book, so she lay on the table under the window and read it with relish.

occasionally turned her head to peek at Zhang Bohan, but she always turned her head keenly, and the two of them looked at each other, and finally turned into Zhang Yan and fled.

Sometimes Zhang Yan even wonders if he is ***** or is the beauty peeking at him?

The sound of "thump" stomping came from the hallway outside the door, dull and powerful, not like the brisk footsteps of the doctors.

"Someone's coming." Zhang Yan said to Zhang Bohan, meaning to let her go out and have a look.

But Zhang Bohan still sat at the table and looked at his book as if he hadn't heard it, as if nothing other than the book had anything to do with her.

The sound of banging on the door sounded, and the door of the ward where Zhang Yan was was slammed open by force, and the wooden door made a "squeak" sound, which seemed to be a little uncomfortable, and there was a taste of death.

A tall figure blocked the door, and before Zhang Yan could look up to see who it was, he asked for a taste of braised pork, and then heard Algeren's rough voice.

"Instructor, I'm bringing you food!"

That's right, it was Algeren, who was carrying two lunch boxes in his hands, and it seemed that he had smashed the door open with his arm.

"Zhang Bohan, I've brought you food too!"

Algeren happily waved his arm, put the lunch box belonging to Zhang Bohan on the table in front of her, and then walked in front of Zhang Yan with another lunch box.

"Squad leader, hurry up and eat it while it's hot, the Air Force cooking squad leader specially made a sick meal for you!"

"Poof...... Hahahaha, sick number meal! ”

As soon as Algeren's words were finished, Zhang Bohan, who had not spoken, suddenly burst out laughing, as if he felt very ridiculous about Zhang Yan's sick meal.

Not long ago, Zhang Yan, who was found by Zhang Bohan to have old injuries, told her a tragic story, which roughly means that Zhang Yan was greedy when he was a child and put his feet into the hot water, thus burning his feet, but it attracted a burst of contempt from Zhang Bohan, and he no longer paid attention to him.

In Zhang Bohan's words, Zhang Yan did not tell her the truth, and the wound and incision on Zhang Yan's foot would not last more than five years, which was a confidence in his surgical experience.

Anyway, the final result was that Zhang Yan and Zhang Bohan had a complete falling out, if it weren't for the order to let Zhang Bohan stay, then she would have left a long time ago.

Listening to Zhang Bohan's smug laughter, Zhang Yan rolled his eyes helplessly, sat up from the bed, and then prepared to eat.

The honest Algeleng seemed to be a little angry at Zhang Bohan's performance, and when he turned his head to look at Zhang Bohan, his eyes were full of something called anger.

"Geleng, have you eaten enough at noon today?"

Zhang Yan didn't want to see a crisis in the relationship between the rookies because of himself, so he took the initiative to divert Algeren's attention in an attempt to shift Algeren's attention to himself.

And Zhang Bohan, she was quickly opening the lunch box that Algeren brought her, and she had already begun to lie on the table and start eating.

"Instructor, I'm full, today's meal is delicious."

Algeleng finally turned his gaze back to Zhang Yan, looking at his happy appearance, Zhang Yan knew that Geleng was really full.

"Geleng, help me, my hands are a little inconvenient."

"Okay."

Zhang Yan waved his right hand with the needle in it twice at Gelen, and then smiled as Algeleng put the food on the small table in front of him.

The Air Force's sick rice is indeed very rich, it looks colorful, full of color and fragrance, especially there is a bowl of soft noodles, for the sick number, this is indeed a very good meal.

Zhang Yan ate with a fork in his left hand, although he was a little unaccustomed to it, he still had the ability to open the bow left and right.

"Galeng, tell me about your training? Did you fly them all? ”

"Fly, squad leader Zhang Ye asked me to tell you that in the afternoon we are going to start training out of the cabin and are going to transfer the training ground."

"Oh, it's time to start training out of the cabin." Zhang Yan was eating braised pork in a big gulp, and nodded thoughtfully to Algeren.

"Instructor, are you okay with your feet?"

"It's okay, can this be a thing? Really, don't worry! ”

"Hahaha......."

As soon as he talked about his injury, Zhang Yan said haha to Algeren, he didn't want to delay the training of rookies because of his injury.

"Hmph, slap a swollen face and become fat, if you have the ability to go to the training ground in the afternoon, you will know how to deceive people!"

As soon as Zhang Yan's words were finished, before Algeleng could react, Zhang Bohan, who had been silent, suddenly muttered, and did not forget to turn his head and make a grimace at Zhang Yan as he spoke.

"I can't stop you when I eat!"