As time passed, Yang Wenbin and the fighters gradually became familiar with each other, and their work became much smoother. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

According to Instructor Zhao's idea, Yang Wenbin began to try to make friends with Bai Song.

Yang Wenbin found that as soon as Bai Song arrived on Sunday, he would go to the cooking class to help the cook, or to the company's vegetable field to water the vegetables with dung.

Ordinary soldiers, on the other hand, lined up to go out and go to the city to do all kinds of things.

After discovering these signs, Yang Wenbin praised Bai Song at the small meeting of the conference and reported the situation to the company commander, and the company commander's instructor also began to consciously praise Bai Song according to Yang Wenbin's report.

And Bai Song is really as everyone hopes, no longer as lazy as before, but if anyone dares to say that a row is not good, he will fight with whomever he swings, and the collective sense of honor is very strong.

Yang Wenbin served as the first platoon leader, while the second platoon currently has no platoon leader, and a squad leader temporarily acted as the platoon leader.

The acting platoon commander's name is Cheng Fei, and his family is from Baihe, Longjiang. He was a sergeant, that is, a volunteer.

Cheng Fei is 1.75 meters tall, and his face is covered with youthful and beautiful acne, which suddenly looks quite scary.

And his face is always tense, he has been in the company for a few months, but Yang Wenbin has never seen him smile.

Impartial flying is the pillar of the company, and the missile shooter is professional.

In all the exercises, the company's anti-tank missiles were fired by him.

Moreover, it is generally the first hit, and the bullet hits the target.

Moreover, he has to have professional skills, and he has to have the ability to manage, and he has quite high prestige among the fighters.

However, I also heard some soldiers talk about the ruthlessness of fair flight management.

He once flew a foot and made a recruit who made a mistake fly a meter away, and he couldn't stand up for half a day.

Deputy Instructor Lu Hua once privately said that if there was a quota for one soldier in the whole battalion, it would also fly fairly.

Yang Wenbin felt that if he went head-to-head with Fair Flying, he might not be the opponent of Fair Flying in terms of the quality and skills required by the missile platoon commander.

Therefore, it would be a good thing if the fair Fei really became a platoon commander. The one who inherits the bloodline of the missile company can only be a professional, prestigious, and bloody soul figure like him.

The moon is cloudy and sunny, and people have good and bad luck.

During the period when he came to the team, Yang Wenbin took leave to take a bath in a nearby town.

The baths in the town are all contracted by individuals, and there is nothing, there are a few bathing nozzles inside, there is a bed outside, and a bathing master is outside, if you want to rub the bath, let him lie on the bed, and the bathing master will rub it.

The bath master said that he was the last thing he wanted to give to the troops to take a bath.

Because, ordinary people, once rubbing, can't get much dirt, this money is easy to earn.

And if it is in the army, it is usually high-intensity training, and if you come and wash it once a month or half a month, the dirt is equal to three ordinary people.

Yang Wenbin was also reluctant to go out of the regiment to wash all the time, and on Sunday morning, he had a whim and went to the regimental bathhouse with the soldiers of the company to take a bath.

When he and the soldiers of the company led the team to the team's bath, they went in and saw that the shower faucet was completely empty, so they entered the large bath and soaked for a few minutes.

The water in the bath is not particularly hot, and when people enter it, it is a comfortable feeling that is suitable for soaking.

He soaked in his eyes for about ten minutes with his eyes closed, and when he opened his eyes, he suddenly saw that the shower was already in the shower, and he wanted to step out of the pool to rinse himself.

However, because there are more people bathing here near Yang Wenbin, each faucet is full of people, but there are not many people by the pool opposite.

He wanted to go to the faucet opposite.

Originally, he could have come out of the pool and make a detour.

However, when you see that the edge between the two pools is relatively wide, about half a meter, you can walk closer.

So he walked barefoot to the platform in the middle of the pool, intending to go to the other side of the pool.

Who knows, the edge of the middle of the pool is inlaid with tiles. On the top of the tiles, there are remnants of soap used by the soldiers, coupled with the washing of the splashed water, it has become slippery, Yang Wenbin passed by, his feet slipped, he fell down, plopped, and fell into the pool on the right.

Yang Wenbin didn't know how to water, he struggled to get up, and when he saw the embarrassed appearance of everyone in the bath staring at him, he suddenly felt embarrassed.

At this time, he felt a dull pain on the left side of his left leg, and when he looked down, he saw that the left side of his thigh had a few bloody cuts on the edge of the broken tiles by the pool, and two cuts on the left side of his calf, revealing bright white tender flesh, and blood seeped out along the wound.

Yang Wenbin endured the pain and wanted to continue washing.

He reluctantly rushed under the sprinkler a few times, but the wound hurt heartily: "No, I have to go to the health team to deal with it." ”。

He had to leave, barely getting dressed, pulling up his trousers, and staggering towards the health team.

Entering the gate of the health team, in the general duty room on the first floor, several fighters were watching TV.

Yang Wenbin asked them for a medical order, and knocked on the door to the door of the medical, surgical and dressing change room, but the doors were closed and there were no medical personnel.

In desperation, I could only drag my injured leg up to the second floor to look for it.

In the TCM room, a doctor is concentrating on taking the pulse of a patient, and the other clinics are not right, and the rest is the ward.

After hesitating again and again, Yang Wenbin dragged his injured leg back to the first floor, and knocked on the consultation rooms again, but there was still no one, so he had to go to the general duty room to ask.

One of the fighters, ignoring him, told him to go to the deputy head of the health team.

Yang Wenbin walked up the stairs again and came to the dean's office on the third floor.

At this time, he felt so lonely and helpless, and he was full of grief and indignation.

When I went to the dean's office, I saw a lieutenant medic.

The lieutenant military doctor was very enthusiastic, and after carefully looking at Yang Wenbin's injuries, he arranged for him to return to the dressing room on the first floor, where several nurses disinfected and bandaged.

At this time, Yang Wenbin had mixed feelings in his heart, and his tears were falling down, and he couldn't tell why, and he couldn't control his emotions.

Not only did he hate his own incompetence, but he could wash himself in a bath, and he also hated the inaction of the hospital, allowing himself to drag his bleeding injured leg, and ran several times upstairs and downstairs before finding a doctor to deal with it.

Although he was in front of the soldiers and cadres, he himself could no longer care about shame and face, and let the tears flow loudly, releasing his grievances and depression.

It's been a long time since I've cried like this, but after I vented it, I felt a little more comfortable in my chest, and my mood gradually calmed down.

However, his eyes were already swollen like peaches.

Otherwise, as soon as he entered the door of the commissary, the saleswoman asked him with concern what was wrong.

"I'm so sad just because I fell physically, what should I do if I fall big at work or in my career?" Yang Wenbin was dazed and ashamed, he was not mature, unsophisticated, and very tender, if he continued like this, he would fall sooner or later.