Chapter 3: Joining the Army

The tiger-headed young man smiled and said indifferently: "The fence is all surrounded, and you still run a fart!

When the sergeants saw that the two men were surrounded, they were even more annoyed that their spears were pushed out, and they wanted to pierce a few holes in them.

The tiger-headed boy He Fat Man and the capable Young Man Long Shovel stood back to back very tacitly and made a defensive posture.

In the face of more than a dozen fierce soldiers like wolves and tigers, the two of them were unexpectedly untimid.

"Stop!"

As soon as he broke off, all the sergeants were shocked in their hearts, and they could not hold back the guns in their hands. An officer separated from the soldiers, looked coldly at He Fatzi and Long Shovel, and said, "You want to be soldiers?"

The tiger-headed young man was not intimidated by the officer's momentum at all, and said calmly: "That old man just now said that when you become a soldier, you will have meat to eat and wine to drink, right?"

The officer was surprised.

He, an infantry captain, was fighting on the battlefield, and he had accumulated military merits, rushing through the rain of guns and arrows, wading through the sea of corpses and blood, and he didn't know how much blood of a strong man had been stained on his hands, so he naturally had a kind of implicit and unrevealing killing aura on his body, and this young man actually didn't feel it, which shows his courage.

He nodded silently and said, "That's right. ”

He Fatzi smiled: "That's right! We just want to be soldiers! If others can be soldiers, we can't be?"

The officer's heart was full of love for talent, and his face became more stern, and he said: "It's easy to be a soldier, but if you rush into the army for no reason, this account must also be calculated carefully." Today, if you pass the conscription examination, I will double the reward for you, and if you fail the examination, you will be given 30 lashes as punishment!"

Long Shovel bargained: "Sir, this is all caused by the fat man alone, and it has nothing to do with me." You have to be reasonable as a man, and you have to be reasonable as an official, you can't fight with me!"

He Fatzi scolded: "Long Shovel, you are too shameless and unrighteous! As brothers, you must share blessings and difficulties." If I get a whip, you have to be whipped too!"

"You pig, is it better for two people to be whipped, or is it better for one person to be whipped? If I can't be whipped, you'll not have less whips!"

"Escort me!"

Listening to the dragon shovel and He Fatzi singing together, the little love and talent that the officer had just raised immediately disappeared. What he hates most is people who talk and behave in a rambling manner.

The sergeants suddenly agreed, raised their guns, and escorted the two to the registration desk, and the reporter in charge of registration asked the army: "What is your name?"

The tiger-headed young man said: "My name is He Dali!"

The record joined the army and said: "Is it the surname of the country, or the sum of the gentleman and the difference?"

The tiger-headed boy was stunned and said, "It's okay!"

The reporter rolled his eyes and shouted, "Which one is it?"

"That's the national surname!"

He wrote the words "He Dali" on the record of joining the army, and said: "How old are the years?

He vigorously said: "Thirteen or fourteen years old! We have been living in the mountains, and I don't know where we are!"

"Thirteen or fourteen?"

"Then thirteen! I'm tall, you can write fourteen!"

The reporter slapped the brush on the table and said, "Ridiculous!"

The officer who had brought the two of them here smiled and said, "Sir, don't worry, let's record first!"

The clerk took a deep breath and arched his hand: "Yes, Captain Wang!" and wrote the words "Thirteen years old, Dunmu City Eagle Beak Guan Renshi" in the directory.

He also said to the capable young man: "Name, age, and place of origin!"

"Long Yuandong, thirteen years old, a local!"

Seeing that he had completed the registration, Captain Wang said in a rough voice: "Joining the army is not child's play, and when you go to the battlefield, death and injury are always inevitable! For the sake of the lives of soldiers, the practice of our Xicheng Army is that those who are under the age of 14 or whose martial spirits have not awakened are generally not hired in the army. The two of you are not old enough, but since you insist on joining the army, Lao Tzu can make an exception and allow you to give it a try. I said in advance, if you don't pass the test, thirty lashes, not a single lash!

"Sir, after careful consideration just now, we think it's better not to be a soldier!" Long Yuandong grinned and said: "If I don't become a soldier, I don't need to test, I don't need to test, naturally I don't need to be whipped, isn't it?

"However, that black mutton, and wine ......" He Fat Man was reluctant to give up.

Lieutenant Wang's face turned cold, and he sneered: "What do you think is the place in the barracks? If you don't want to be a soldier, it's okay, you provoked the army just now, and now you will be punished together! Come on, take these two people down, and each of them will be given sixty military whips!"

"Slow!"

Long Yuandong suddenly raised his right hand and said, "Captain Wang, you misunderstood what I meant! The matter of being a soldier is too big, we just want to go back and think about it again! Since everyone is so polite and gracious, then don't think about it, let's be a soldier!"

"That's it, we really want to be soldiers!" the fat man breathed a sigh of relief and nodded in agreement.

Captain Wang saw that Long Yuandong was shrewd and lively, but he was also a little impressed.

Such a young boy, generally speaking, is already commendable if he does not have stage fright, but he can still observe words and emotions and adapt to changes, which is rarely seen among low-level soldiers.

The reporter joined the army and said in a timely manner: "The first article of the selection test, lift the stone lock!"

He Dali asked: "Raise the stone lock, is it considered to pass?"

The record of joining the army explained according to the script: "The recruitment regulations say that only when you are over 14 years old can you apply for recruitment. Lifting more than 400 catties with both arms can be called qualified, and five catties of mutton and two catties of soju are awarded. Those who lift more than 600 pounds are excellent and the reward is doubled. ”

He Dali is not old enough, but since he has been authorized by Captain Wang, he does not have to come up in accordance with the recruitment regulations. He nodded, walked to a row of stone locks, and said, "This stone lock is so big, how many catties?"

The recorder joined the army and sneered: "The boy really doesn't know the height of the sky! This is the stone lock for the selection of generals, 2,400 catties! You only need to lift the smallest stone lock, and you can pass the first test!"

The sergeants burst into laughter and said, "Little fat man, your waist is very good!"

"I appreciate the guts!"

"Two thousand four hundred pounds, not heavy at all!"

"Just lift that big one, but be a general!"

He Dali didn't hear everyone's sarcasm, and said in surprise: "It turns out that I can still be a general!"

The crowd laughed even more.

He vigorously walked to the big stone lock, held the lock handle with his right hand, tried to exert his strength, and felt that the stone lock shook slightly, and it was not as heavy as he imagined. When the sergeants saw He Dali shaking the stone lock with one hand, they were so relaxed that they all widened their eyes, opened their mouths wide, and couldn't laugh.

You must know that this stone lock is made of heavy lead hard stone, and it looks small, but it is indeed 2,400 catties!