The boot camp was built, and it was already night.
The first thing to do after building the tent is to be paralyzed on the hard board, which is the same for everyone. The recruits didn't even have a quilt, but in Yanhangu, the weather wasn't too cold. The five of them made do with each other. You squeezed me and I squeezed you, but it wasn't so cold.
Wei Lin alone is different from everyone else.
As soon as the camp was completed, Min Qiu ran to Wei Lin's camp and pulled Wei Lin out.
"Lieutenant General Min, what is this doing?"
"Extra practice." Min Qiu didn't talk nonsense to him, grabbed Wei Lin and left. Jiang was also curious about what the extra training was, so he quietly followed behind. When Jia Da Jia Er saw this, he actually followed Jiang Ye. Only Lin Zu, when the camp was built, fell asleep on the board.
"Lieutenant General Min, what is the extra training for?" Wei Lin asked incessantly while being dragged. But Min Qiu was not a talkative person, so he didn't answer him, and kept dragging him into the veteran's camp. The veterans were resting. There were three or five groups, talking and laughing. Seeing Min Qiu and Wei Lin, they were afraid that they had also heard about the day.
Wei Lin was dragged by Min Qiu to a large tent that was obviously different from others, thinking that it was Xue Ziqin's general tent, and then Min Qiu pressed his shoulders. Unexpectedly, Min Qiu looked ordinary, and his strength was astonishing. He pushed Wei Lin directly to the ground and made a sound. Wei Lin grimaced in pain. Min Qiu ignored it and knelt down on one knee. , spoke to the tent: "General, people have been brought."
As a result, Xue Ziqin slowly opened the curtain and walked out, still wrapped in a coat.
Although it is a bit cold at night, is it so cold? Wei Lin was puzzled, but he didn't dare to say it.
Xue Ziqin glanced at Min Qiu and Wei Lin who were kneeling on the ground, and asked leisurely, "What's your name?"
"My name is Wei Lin, the unicorn's lin."
"Wei Lin, right? I took off my clothes." Xue Ziqin said.
Wei Lin was instantly terrified: "General, you, what are you going to do?"
Xue Ziqin did not expose his poor acting skills, but cooperated with interest: "What do you want this general to do to you?"
"I, I..." Facing Xue Ziqin's cooperation, Wei Lin was at a loss.
Unexpectedly, Xue Ziqin's expression suddenly changed. He was as unsympathetic as the sky in June, and fiercely shouted at Wei Lin, "Take off your clothes for Lao Tzu!"
"Yes!" Wei Lin was so vicious that he completely lost his ability to think and could only do as he was told.
But as soon as the clothes were taken off, Wei Lin knew that something was wrong - although it wasn't really cold here, but at night, there would still be the coolness that nights should have. The pimples got up.
Min Qiu, who was next to him, was accustomed to grimacing, and took off his shirt unhurriedly.
Jiang Ye, who was following behind, and Jia Da Jia Er, who was behind Jiang Ye, also arrived nearby at this time and were standing in a row when they saw Wei Lin begin to undress.
"This bastard is quite predictable." Jiang also whispered.
However, Jia Er, an idiot with sharp ears, replied stupidly, "It's not bad..." Jiang also listened, wondering if he found out that it was not good to look at a man's body, or praised Wei Lin was very bad, in short, he was angry and slapped Jia Er on the back of his head: "Shut up."
Jia Er still doesn't know what he did wrong, but his usual attitude is: "Yes, yes, I was wrong."
Out of nowhere, Jia Da came out and asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's okay." Jiang said angrily.
His eyes never moved away from Wei Lin, who had taken off his shirt not far away. I don't know what kind of tricks Xue Ziqin is playing. If you practice more, you will practice more. What are you doing with undressing
Xue Ziqin looked at the two people who had taken off their shirts with satisfaction, raised his hand, and pointed to a few small stone mortars next to him: "One in each hand, hold it, and run around the camp ten laps."
At first glance, Min Qiu was used to being tortured. Wei Lin thought to himself that Vice General Min took it so easily, it probably wouldn't be too heavy, so he went up to pick it up. Wei Lin, who was unprepared, grabbed the handle of the stone mortar and lifted it up, startled.
Not moving.
Yep, it just doesn't move.
Wei Lin eased his breath, afraid that he was not ready just now, so he would try again.
Jiang also felt ashamed when he saw that he couldn't even mention it: "Trash."
"Big Brother Wei won't be able to move it..."
"This doesn't look heavy."
"Bring it up, bring it up."
While the three of them were talking, Wei Lin worked hard and lifted the two stone mortars. It was at this moment that he regretted it too much. Why did he owe so much in the daytime, and he was going to provoke his immediate boss. The stone mortar looked neither big nor small, about fifteen pounds apiece. When he held it in his hand, Wei Lin felt that the weight was completely doubled, at least thirty pounds went up.
"What are you still doing? Run for Lao Tzu." Xue Ziqin picked up a horse whip from the weapon shelf next to him, and with a "smack", it hit Wei Lin's feet, causing Wei Lin to jump.
"Yes... yes!" He said and ran out.
Jiang also saw this, and it seemed that it was just a simple corporal punishment, but it was not a big deal, so he let go of his hanging heart. As soon as he relaxed, he naturally took a long breath. This action reminded him that he seemed to be worried about Wei Lin all the time.
Ah bah, who would worry about that dead beggar, there are a lot of stupid words, and the usual babble is annoying.
The more he thought about it, Wei Lin's usual kindness to him came out, and finally settled on the sentence "If you don't admit that I am your good buddy, I will..." - that's all, it's just bad luck , such a bastard buddy on the stall.
Just as he was thinking, Jia Er yawned a long yawn next to him: "Aha - I'm a little sleepy, big brother, big brother Jiang, aren't you sleepy?"
This yawn is just like contagious. When Jia Da saw this, he yawned: "I'm also a little... um, sleepy."
"..." Jiang also saw the way the two were yawning, and his heart was not good. He actually wanted to yawn along with him. He resisted it. Then you two go back to rest first, and I'll go back after a while."
"Okay, Brother Jiang, you can go earlier." Jia Da said.
The two walked back to the recruit camp, shoulder to shoulder, leaving Jiang standing there alone. He watched Wei Lin run lap after lap, from full of energy to hunched over and staggering. Wei Lin has been in good spirits these days. He once thought that Wei Lin might not need to rest. He could live as healthy as a tree just by relying on natural light. But now Wei Lin looks like he is very tired.
Jiang also clenched his fists worriedly, but he didn't know it at all.
Suddenly, someone next to him said, "Is it your friend who ran away again?"
"Yeah." Jiang answered without thinking, then turned his head to look at a stranger beside him. The man was not wearing a military uniform, but was wearing ordinary coarse linen and linen. He looked about thirty. He was holding a pot of wine in his hand.
"Who are you?"
"Hey, you don't care who I am." The man waved his hand and handed the jug to Jiang Ye, "Come on."
"No..." Jiang also shoved the jug, trying to refuse, "Drinking in the military is against military regulations."
"Okay, alas, young people are just thirsty and not courageous."
"?" Jiang was also confused, "I have no thief."
"Little brother, can't we pretend? How about a man in the world who doesn't like to drink?"
"Me." Jiang also said helplessly.
It's really boring to wait here, but the person next to him is as confusing as Wei Lin.
"You're not a man?"
"...I don't like drinking."
"Oh, you don't like to drink," the man nodded vaguely, "It's okay, you will like to drink in a few years."
"Who knows."
"Are you so worried about your brother?" the man said again.
"fine."
"Look at his calf, you can see the muscle lines through his pants. He has been trained for a long time, and his endurance should be good." The man simply pointed to Wei Lin and explained to Jiang Ye, "Look at it again. His chest muscles are in a very positive shape, and the chest exercises should also be well maintained, and the muscles on his arms, the stone mortar is 35 pounds a piece, and it is filled with iron, but your brother's arm strength, only There should be no problem with a 70-pound hand."
"How do you know so much?" Jiang was also a little puzzled. He looked at the stranger who was drinking while talking, and for a while he didn't know whether it was right or wrong to talk to this person.
"Hey, I can see that."
"Then why does he look so tired now?"
"Pretend it."
"You old man is talking nonsense." Jiang didn't believe it, and his mouth was not polite.
"Yo, believe it or not, let's say you, even if you are wearing clothes, I can see that you are a long-term master of brocade clothing and jade food, right? You can exercise for at most one hour a day, and your physical strength can't keep up, I said. Is it wrong?"
"… "
Jiang did not dare to answer, he had already fully felt that this person was not simple.
The man turned his head and smiled at Jiang Ye, a little wretched: "Don't worry, young man, I'm not a bad person."
"So, who are you?"
"I'll know in the future." As he said that, he walked away with the jug in his hand.
Jiang also wanted to catch up and ask, but Wei Lin had already run nine laps, and there was one lap left.
If Wei Lin knew that he was worried about him and waited for him here... God, Jiang couldn't imagine what it would be like to be laughed at by that dead beggar, but one thing was clear, he couldn't bear it!
Jiang also quickly left while Wei Lin was running the last lap, and returned to the tent he built with his own hands today.
But Jiang also didn't see Wei Lin come back for a long time after he went back, until he couldn't bear the sleepiness and fell asleep, but Wei Lin still didn't come back.