Han Baihang shivered, and from the corner of his eye he saw no less than a dozen soldiers with guns looking at him grimly. He raised his hands and said helplessly: "I really want to be a soldier, as long as I can fill my stomach."
The officer had a dark face and walked around the table with a gun in his hand. He glared at him fiercely and said, "Tell me how you want to die if you beat my soldiers."
Han Baihang blurted out: "Death of old age." After saying this, he groaned in his heart, shouldn't he be seeking death by saying this?
The officer nodded subconsciously and heard a burst of snickers from the victims. He then thought that something was wrong, he would die of old age! With such a comfortable way to die, I was not even sure I would die in this battle. He felt that he was being teased by the lame man in front of him.
Unable to show shame in front of everyone, he angrily pulled down the nose of the plane and was about to shoot and kill.
"Sir, calm down."
Han Baihang looked at the officer's gloomy black face and knew that he really dared to shoot, so he quickly shouted: "Sir, you can't kill me."
The officer smiled ferociously and pointed the muzzle of his gun: "Why not?"
Han Baihang's mind was racing, and he suppressed a reason at the critical moment: "Dashuai Wu recruits soldiers who are capable. The commander also saw it just now. I am lame and can still fight two. You can't recruit soldiers like me."
The Yang serves and the Yin violates.”
The officer was stunned, looked him up and down, and said with a ferocious smile: "You are still a bit unreasonable. I can recruit you as a soldier, but..."
The most fearful thing in everything is but. Han Baihang's heart tightened: "But what?"
The officer pointed at the two soldiers who were knocked to the ground by Han Baihang and sneered: "You hit my soldiers and made them lose face. This account must be settled."
Han Baihang turned to look at the two soldiers, only to see them looking over resentfully and swallowing: "How to calculate."
"How can we fight? How can we fight back? My brother will be relieved." The officer said one word at a time.
Han Baihang was a little panicked. He was not afraid of getting beaten, but he was afraid of those two soldiers doing something dirty. In these days, medical treatment was not developed, so the beating was really bad, and he could only wait to die. But after all, the situation was stronger than the people, and now we have to say
He didn't say anything. He believed that the officer would definitely shoot, and there was only one way to go before him. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I just beat a few brothers, so it is reasonable to fight back."
"Okay, he's a man."
The officer put down his gun and shouted to the two soldiers: "There are no cowards in the Third Division. Let me fight them back."
The two soldiers clenched their fists and rushed forward. Han Baihang held his neck and remained motionless. He was suddenly kicked hard in the stomach. The moment he bent over, a raindrop fist hit his face. The soldier's fist was not light.
He felt as if his head was about to be beaten to pieces, and blood was flowing from his mouth and nose. He was already stunned, but he didn't know where the resilience came from. He just stood up without saying a word. After being beaten, he got up, and then
He got up after being kicked over, and he didn't know how many violent storms he had experienced. Just a second before he became unconscious, he heard someone shouting: "Stop..."
…
When Han Baihang woke up again, he was already in the field hospital of the Third Division. His legs didn't hurt anymore, but his face had swollen into a pig's head. When he ate, he felt as if someone was cutting the flesh on his face with a dull knife. It hurt.
It took Yi Yi a week and he finally recovered from his injuries.
Before dawn this morning, Han Baihang was still sleeping soundly on the hospital bed when someone suddenly lifted the quilt. He opened his eyes in shock and saw the expressionless horse face, remembering that he was the officer who recruited troops that day.
The officer said with a cold face: "Get up and return to the team."
Han Baihang quickly got up and went to the ground, standing at attention with his chest raised and his head raised.
There was a little surprise on the officer's face: "Have you ever been a soldier? You stood up well."
Han Baihang felt proud that he had gone to college and received military training, so he said: "Sir, I have never been a soldier, but I have learned how to stand in the military."
"Military posture? Not bad."
The officer thought for a few times, nodded with satisfaction, and said: "By the way, I am your company commander, my name is Zhou Heizi, what is your boy's name?"
"Hello, company commander, my name is Han Baihang." Han Baihang stood at attention and saluted loudly.
"Oh, Han Baihang, that's a good name. It sounds like a cultured person. Have you ever been to school?" Zhou Heizi asked in high spirits. In these days, good men are not soldiers, and even fewer scholars are soldiers. When they go to the army,
It really needs to be used as a treasure.
Han Baihang said: "I went to private school for a few days." This is not bad. A generation ago, I went to a private junior college.
Zhou Heizi looked surprised and asked, "Can you write and do math?"
Han Baihang said: "Yes."
Zhou Heizi smiled broadly and secretly picked up the treasure. He immediately put his arms around Han Baihang's shoulders affectionately and said, "Haha, that's right. From now on, we will be brothers who stir up trouble."
"yes."
Han Baihang was respectful on the surface, but he sneered in his heart: I'm not a person who doesn't hold grudges even if I slap someone in the face. If you let someone beat me into a pig's head, I will settle this account with you sooner or later.
On the way to the school field, Zhou Heizi told Han Baihang about the situation of the company. This time, a supplementary brigade was recruited among the victims. Zhou Heizi was originally the platoon leader. This time, the supplementary brigade officer was promoted to the company commander. Below
The squad leader was promoted to platoon leader. According to what he said, he wanted to promote Han Baihang to be the shed leader, which is also the squad leader.
Han Baihang was a little surprised. The head of a shed managed more than a dozen people, and he didn't hate Zhou Heizi that much.
Arriving at the school grounds, Zhou Heizi sent someone to get Han Baihang a set of gray cloth military uniforms from the Third Division and asked him to change into a hospital gown.
Han Baihang had trouble holding the clothes. There were no underwear in the hospital gown, so he couldn't let go of his clothes when he was changing in front of hundreds of people.
Zhou Heizi said impatiently: "Don't be the same as the other ladies. They are all big men. Change them quickly. I still have something to announce."
Han Baihang didn't dare to delay, so he immediately took off his clothes, but when he heard a cry of surprise from the company, he couldn't help but look embarrassed, and hurriedly put on his pants.
Zhou Heizi scolded: "What the hell are you muttering about? What's there to see in a stinky man?"
A platoon leader looked strange and said: "Company commander, this guy's stuff is really big."
Zhou Heizi couldn't help but look at it with his eyes, and said, "Is that fart as big as mine?" Before he finished speaking, when he saw it clearly, he couldn't help but swallow the rest of the words in his mouth. All he saw was Han Baihang's lifeline.
It was as long as a forearm, as thick as an egg, and black as hell. He was stunned for a while and said dryly: "What a fucking donkey egg."
The soldiers of this company laughed loudly. From then on, Han Baihang had a nickname in the army, Han Ludan.
Han Baihang put on his clothes and walked to Zhou Heizi. Zhou Heizi pointed at him and shouted to everyone: "He can defeat two veterans. He is a man. I will let him be the shed director. Will you accept it?"
The soldiers of this company shouted in unison: "Serve, obey!"
This is what the soldiers are saying. No one here dares to say that he can knock down two capable veterans with a limp leg. Moreover, Han Baihang was beaten to the point of fainting that day and still stood up like Optimus Prime.
His image of a tough man shocked the souls of everyone present, and the soldiers were convinced. Let alone being a shed leader, even being a platoon leader was a sign of humiliation.
