Wen Jifei's right hand was wrapped in gauze. His left hand was actually intact, but he was taken care of by the meal at the equipment field.
Han Qingyu sat alone on the corner of the cafeteria who came to the noisy cafeteria, put a pair of numb and stiff arms on the table, like an organization that had nothing to do with the body, bit his head and bite directly in the rice bowl. Sticking rice grains.
"If I help you feed you to eat, how can I have the source of the source? How about three times?" A sound that listened to a little familiar, came from behind.
Han Qingyu turned his head and glanced at Wan Xiujing holding a big white porcelain pot.
The little girl went back and inquired, knowing that the guy in front of him had already had a silver blue guardian, and it was likely that he would get another gold soon.
Therefore, the whole person, he is a bunch of source energy blocks, or in his own words, he is a super -source person.
"You think beautifully."
Han Qingyu said something vaguely, turned around, and buried his face back in the basin.
"..." Wan Xiujing first saw the rice grains on the tip of his nose originally wanted to laugh. When he heard this, the small nose wing suddenly wrinkled.
"What is rare? I didn't want to do such a disgusting thing. Hum, I can't bend your neck tomorrow."
After the little girl turned around, she walked away with her chin holding a porcelain pot.
A low laughter around.
There are also some female soldiers who are willing to help. If you can't move now, a general recruits comrades, they will help, but he is Han Qingyu. .
In this way, Han Qingyu finished eating hard, opened the faucet on the top of the hand washing, rushed his face, rinsed his face, and then closed his faucet with his face.
When others saw him very desolate, he was actually giving away, and he returned to the dormitory step by step.
Then I slept all night.
The next day's training, he lived again.
"What a terrible physique."
"Well, after all, there is the source of the previous reward, which can be warm and warm."
"..."
After the training, the recruits were exhausted, sitting under the tree to discuss.
"What about the source of the source?" Wan Xiujing asked her hand.
"No." Han Qingyu said directly.
"Nothing?!" Wan Xiujing stared again, just like her fierce and terrible.
"Well, based on my current judgment of you, if I give it to you the next day, I'm afraid you won't be interested in it in the future," Han Qingyu said seriously, "For the sake of fairness, I have to observe again."
Wan Xiujing: "..."
"I can't run anyway anyway, isn't it? What about the recruit period for nearly a month?"
The next day's training, Han Qingyu made a special application for excessive watching, and then changed the venue to the actual combat museum without letting the audience enter.
Fifteen minutes is not a long time.
The recruits saw S19 and the little girl calmly out of the gate of the venue.
The cat squatting on the high window jumped into S19's arms.
The three creatures left together.
Then, about ten minutes passed before Han Qingyu rolled out from the side door.
The third day.
The fourth day.
Day five.
Wan Xiujing still didn't get the source block, but it was S19, and it seemed that she started to practice such actual combat, or more and more likely.
During this period, Lao Jian watched his face twice.
He is the chief of the chief, and Han Qingyu naturally has no right to stop him. Including occasional other officers -like people, he came by himself and sat directly on the stands without saying hello. Han Qingyu couldn't say anything.
"I know the toughness of this child, but his speed of progress every day is really scary." Lao Jian called the head of 425 in his instructor's office.
Opposite the phone, Li Wangqiang's hearty and gratifying and proud laughter came.
"There is another situation. Yesterday and today, when he was sparring, there were a few unfamiliar faces in the venue that I was not familiar with. They looked like... they had just come from the front line." Lao Jian said carefully. .
"..." Li Tuan didn't laugh.
"One of them ... I remember that I had seen it before. If you remember correctly, I am afraid that the golden board of 402 is here." Lao Jian said: "The whiteboard is not here, I haven't noticed, but I should definitely come. Have a look."
There have been four color board rubbing teams in the fifty -year history of the Ninth Army. Among them, there are still two: golden boards, white boards.
One of the rules of the legion on the recruits is like this: When the regional team ranked in the top 20 of the year in the previous year, the regional team could not be restricted by the division's compilation when choosing a new player.
This means: they can throw olive branches at the outstanding recruits of other regiments.
It is said to be a two-way choice, but who can refuse the olive branch offered by color erasure? More secure, more learning opportunities, greater glory, the easier to get the source of the source ...
Although the recruits have gone to the team of other divisions, they will be the captain one day in the future. In principle, the army will recommend that they return to the original regiment to form the team to enhance the strength of the army.
However, after being away for several years, the relationship has waxed and waned, and the person himself may not be willing to come back when the time comes. If you really do n’t want to return, excuses and methods can always be tossed.
And if this person may still create the next color board -afraid that even the opponent's teacher will come forward and live with the legion in person.
After saying this, Lao Jian was silent in both sides. Perhaps it was 425 that it had not happened for too long, and they did not consciously ignore it before.
Captain Li hesitated and hesitated for a while, "Well, aren't you here? Your relationship with Mr. Han..."
"Half an enemy." Lao Jian said bitterly: "The child is very filial, so it is inevitable that he will blame me a little."
"Ah?! What should we do?" Captain Li was anxious. His annoyance at this moment was exactly what he was happy about before - Han Qingyu's recruit period was too prominent.
Lao Jian thought for a while, "Why don't you let Mira go? Isn't she going to mention this year..."
"No." Although it was only two people on the phone, Li Wangqiang still lowered his voice, as if he was talking about something that was not easy to be honest and public, and said, "The military later denied it."
"ah?"
"When she was promoted to military rank a while ago, the army fought for her, and she was promoted to lieutenant with extra points. In fact, there was a part of the meaning of pre-comfort in it... I know it has been a few days, but I have been putting it aside. The last time I came back, I didn't know. How do you open your mouth and tell Mira."
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On the sixth day, Han Qingyu returned to the dormitory like a dead dog again.
Their dormitory number this time was 22, and the numbers happened to be twice as much as the group base, but the people at the time were almost half less.
One of them died in 1123, and there was no news about the tomb robber Lai Shitou.
When Han Qingyu arrived, everyone in the dormitory was reading letters.
The letter was written by Yang Qingchi who went to the Order Legion.
In the letter, he said that he was discovered to be a genius in piloting, and within a few days of driving after arriving at the Legion of Order, he was already selected to train in aircraft piloting;
If you perform well, the probability will go to the air combat to prepare for the tenth army to be a "chick";
If there is a chance in the future, maybe it will be open source and can be available, and the brothers will kill the dome.
"I don't know why, it is not long, but I especially miss you." Yang Qingchun finally said in the letter: "Maybe because of this place where life may be lost at any time, I encountered a few when I met a few from the beginning. People who live together side by side are not easy. "
