"Does my sister-in-law have any classmates?"

"Nope!"

"Does my sister-in-law have any good-looking friends?"

"Nope!"

Walking all the way into the gymnasium, four recruits walked behind with a bunch of tools, and Xiao Haishan tirelessly kept asking Fang Huai.

Fang Huai endured all of this.

But when Song Lin came up and asked, "What does my sister-in-law like to eat?" ”

Fang Huaimao said: "What, you want to invite her to dinner?" ”

"That's for sure! We are brothers! Your family is my family! If you do, we'll take care of you!

I asked the class leader, and everyone can only take one leave of absence, just four hours! If you can't go out, I can invite my sister-in-law to dinner! ”

Song Lin said, patting his chest.

After Fang Huai made sure that the clarity in his eyes was clear, he sighed:

"No need, the role of girlfriend, everyone still has a sense of marginality!"

Song Lin panicked.

"So what if my girlfriend comes? Which of you will help me with the reception? My house is more than 200 kilometers away from here, and she will definitely come here often in the future! ”

Fang Huai:.

So diligent, think about this together.

"Why don't you make sure that your girlfriend is still not your girlfriend?"

Everyone was silent for a moment.

Only Mr. Han sighed: "Hey, it would be great if my fiancée was no longer my fiancée!" ”

Fang Huai pursed his lips.

Nima, I don't know how to be blessed in the midst of blessings!

The rich second generation meets a giant rich woman, this is a special life!

People's marriage is firewood, rice, oil and salt, your family, a large listed company merges!

Song Lin, Xiao Haishan: "You still have a fiancée??" ”

Shuffle

"Lao Cao, why are you here?"

As soon as I entered the stadium, I found that the No. 1 Special Service Squadron was also there, and it seemed that I had been waiting for them for a long time, and as soon as Captain Huang of the No. 1 Squadron saw Cao Yi, he began to complain.

"We're 20 minutes away from the stadium, and you're there as soon as you go out, can you compare?"

Cao Yi said, rolled his eyes, and walked to Captain Huang with his hands behind his back.

Captain Huang smiled and pointed to the playground: "What do you say, warm up together?" ”

Cao Yi frowned:

"How long have you been in advance? Haven't run yet? Waiting for us here, right? Which fierce general is coming out again, ready to take it out and shock us? ”

Captain Huang smiled: "How are you squadron recruits?" ”

When Cao Yi heard this, he had a number in his heart, and he also laughed.

"It's okay."

Captain Huang obviously wanted to play "Recruit Fight Landlord", and Cao Lao Fox didn't want to expose his hole cards first.

Captain Huang had to say bluntly with some pride: "Say it directly!" How many horizontal bars are over 15? ”

When Cao Yi heard this, he was overjoyed in his heart.

Over fifteen? Hehe, you're a little bit off this counting unit.

But his face was still stiff and said: "We four recruits, you six, what are you compared to?" Tell me about yours! I'll help you refer to it! ”

"Hehe, Lao Cao, you're a ghost." Captain Huang snorted, pointed to a tall and thin recruit on the side of the first squadron and said, "Our squadron has a recruit this year, Yang Libing, the overall quality is acceptable, and the others are just so!" ”

As he spoke, he looked at the four recruits who were standing in a row on the side of the second squadron and said, "Eh, that Fang Huai, how is it?" ”

Cao Yi smiled.

Just know.

The two squadrons have a fight for recruits every year.

Thinking about it, he teased slightly: "Why, you had a Wen Jingsong last year, it was not enough, and you will have to produce talents again this year?" ”

Captain Huang waved his hand: "What's that?" Wen Jingsong will leave next year! That is the talent that the leaders of the people entrusted us to cultivate, and when he is qualified to be promoted, he will go to the future in the future, how can we keep it?

As soon as he leaves, the quality of this year will be like that! ”

Cao Yi's eyes lit up: "Pick it up? ”

Captain Huang walked closer, stretched out two fingers, flicked Cao Yi's chest, and said in a lower voice:

"People are the children of leaders, and their academic performance is not good, so they start to cultivate physical fitness early, and they are specially sent to the army to fight for a chance to be promoted.

Now it's a third-class merit, wait until you boil it up, and the qualifications are enough, hehe, you know?

I've asked them all, and people don't want to stay in the special service in the future, so they just rush to the agency. ”

"Oh," Cao Yi suddenly realized.

No wonder last year's batch, this Wen Jingsong's physical fitness was so much better than that of the same period, and he had been cultivating it for a long time.

Hey, Fang Huai wants to take this path, and now there is such an opponent, it is even more difficult.

Cao Yi thought about it for a long time, but he still decided not to reveal Fang Huai's thoughts, but when Captain Huang said this, he was in no mood to care about this new recruit battle.

Even, when he listened to Captain Huang's words, Wen Jingsong seemed to be stable and wanted to do something, and he had some thoughts about fighting for Fang Huai of his squadron.

So he smiled and said bluntly: "The recruits of our squadron this year are quite strong, Fang Huai is really outstanding, I think it is stronger than Wen Jingsong."

This soldier, since I led the troops, I have never seen such a talent, our second squadron, this year is going to produce a master.

And the other two recruits are also good in all qualities. ”

"Yo?" Captain Huang's eyes widened: "Is it really so strong?" Single parallel bars, 5 km, 100 meters, how's that? ”

Cao Yi smiled: "What are you staring at these?" They're all starting to learn the skills business! I'll tell you, back to the air, climb the rope to the fourth floor, more than 23 seconds! A full set of combat uniforms is brought by one person and two belts, and it is 8 seconds! ”

"My day, then you really found a treasure!" Captain Huang exclaimed: "The skills business has only been in contact for a few days? So strong? ”

When Captain Huang heard this, he looked at Yang Libing of his squadron again, and it was not fragrant.

The two cadres chatted, and some veterans of the two squadrons next to them also got together, and most of the chatting were actually recruits who had just left the team.

In fact, the senior soldiers of the second squadron did not want to talk, but someone took the initiative to talk to them.

"Meng Qiang, how about those recruits from your squadron?"

A short and thin young man came from the first squadron, took out the "black foot pole" in his bag, and threw one to Meng Qiang, with two crutches on his shoulders, but he looked like a mature veteran.

Meng Qiang turned his head, took the cigarette, glanced at it, and smiled again: "Mr. Wen, smoke well." ”

glanced at Zhang Yang and Qi Xiaohui again, and said: "In the same year as a soldier, he didn't send out the smoke (finish)?" ”

Wen Jingsong took out another cigarette and gave Zhang Yang a cigarette, saying, "I don't know if the two of them smoke or not!" ”

Meng Qiang smiled again.

Do you know that you only hand out cigarettes to Zhang Yang, who smokes, but don't you know if they smoke or not?

Although Meng Qiang didn't think much of Zhang Yang's style, compared to Wen Jingsong, the forced king, he still felt that the soldiers of his squadron were much simpler.

In the first year of this car, every time two squadrons were training together, they always had to be forced enough, so that the four of them were trained violently after they returned.

And Wen Jingsong didn't bird Zhang Yang and Qi Xiaohui at all, he only talked to him and Chang Ming, and he had nothing to do with the family, so he couldn't get into his eyes at all.

Chang Ming was the most resentful of Wen Jingsong, and privately said that Wen Jingsong's was the taste of a machine soldier, but he wanted to come to the special service team, and his physical fitness was so good, it was really unfair.

The relationship between Meng Qiang and Chang Ming's second squadron is also clear in their hearts, Wen Jingsong is not an ordinary relationship, the relationship between the people is in the general team, and they are their fathers, and they are not at the same level.

"The recruits are out of the team, you guys are relaxed, right? How does it feel to have soldiers under you? Wen Jingsong asked with a smile.

In these ideas, Wen Jingsong is somewhat similar to Zhang Yang, full of leadership desire.

When Meng Qiang heard this, he waved his hand again and again:

"Hey, don't mention the recruits! I have a big head when it comes to recruits, and our squadron Instructor Cao is like crazy, and we still have to exercise early and evening with the recruits!

Lao Tzu is a correspondent, and if he exercises late at night, he has to prevent pulling the alarm bell, and he will be crazy! ”

Wen Jingsong frowned, and he was not very happy that Meng Qiang was talking like "Lao Tzu Lao Tzu", but he still smiled:

"Who told you not to train well in your first year?

Lao Cao is also ruthless, and he will give you additional training in the second year, you will react with your uncle! Veteran, what are you afraid of? ”

When Zhang Yang heard this, he couldn't help but answer: "You can afford to join the army, can you be the same as us?" You were able to pull 42 horizontal bars last year, right? How much progress has been made this year? ”

Meng Qiang patted Zhang Yang and didn't let him get into trouble with Wen Jingsong.

So he changed the subject and said: "Are the recruits of your squadron fierce?" ”

Wen Jing Matsumoto didn't want to pay attention to Zhang Yang, in his eyes, Zhang Yang was a barefoot second fool, so he directly ignored his words and said with a smile:

"It's okay, there is a Xiao Yang, he can do 23 horizontal bars, and his five-kilometer performance is passable, and he wants to be a non-commissioned officer in the future.

I plan to take advantage of this year's cultivation and cultivation of him, maybe, waiting for the assessment of the recruits of the detachment, he will be the recruit king of this year's detachment, and the first squadron in the future will also have a backbone that I brought out. ”

As soon as these words came out, the three second squadrons were a little suffocated.

What kind of soldier are you, and you still "cultivate" the king of recruits?

You want to be the emperor of the first squadron?

"What, you're going to be honorably discharged from the army this year?" Meng Qiang choked him.

He also knew in his heart that this product was probably going to be admitted to a military school.

It's just that none of them know that this forced king to be a soldier of the same year, and he is going to take a road to ascension.

Wen Jingsong chuckled when he heard this, patted Meng Qiang's shoulder and said, "You'll know next year." ”

Meng Qiang was a little upset by his condescending attitude, and said with a smile:

"On this achievement, I am still the king of recruits, let me tell you, there is a recruit in our squadron, 27 horizontal bars under the team, 29 horizontal bars in the second time, and the progress is rapid!

This morning, he climbed the rope to the fourth floor, and most of the veterans of our squadron had never done him, and the jumping over the window was like a gymnastics team!

In the second year, I'm afraid that his physical strength is stronger than yours, and we can't hold him down in the second year. ”

Although he was unhappy in his own home, he didn't mind using Fang Huai to hit him when he met this arrogant soldier outside.

"Oh?"

Sure enough, Wen Jingsong seemed to be a little dissatisfied with the recruit miracle he had just created, and he was broken in a blink of an eye, and asked, "Which one?" ”

Meng Qiang was also interested, and pointed to a few recruits standing in the second squadron: "Did you see it?" The second one, about one meter eight. ”

As he spoke, he also looked at the top of Wen Jingsong's head.

When Wen Jingsong entered the army, he was proud of himself, but the most dissatisfied with himself was his shortness.

In fact, he is not short, but he thinks that this height of about 1.7 meters is not worthy of his majesty.

So this glance went straight into his bronchi.

"Huh." Wen Jingsong laughed and immediately launched a counterattack:

"A recruit can't hold it down, and you're too wasteful, do you want me to teach you?"

(End of chapter)