In fact, Zhuang Yan realized afterwards that night was indeed an accident.

The reason was just because the battalion commander Teng Wenji went to the toilet once.

Battalion Commander Teng has always been destined to be a toilet. Last time, the recruit Dan Changsheng saluted him in the toilet, which caused a joke. This time, it was also because he went to the toilet, which led to solemn unlucky.

Originally, at the party, Teng Wenji, as the commander of the first battalion, wanted to sit in the front chief seat with the regiment leader to watch the party.

But during the Chinese New Year these two days, the cooking team has been cooking hard. Not only does the dishes have enough oil and water, but they all eat big fish and meat.

The night before the New Year's Eve, battalion commander Teng Wenji went to companies to express his condolences and toasts one by one. He ate a few more slices of pork belly fried with chili, and then drank too much cold beer, but he didn't expect to make his stomach go wrong.

After returning from the air defense hidden exercise in the morning, Teng Wenji's stomach was like a chiseled spring, gurgling all day long.

Although the hygienist gave some medicine, it finally eased a little. At night, it was a group activity for the whole group. As the leader of the first battalion, he was unable to miss it. So he gritted his teeth and followed the convoy in the battalion to the regiment headquarters to watch the performance.

I never thought that the party had just begun, but my stomach was already overturned, so I said sorry to the regiment commander Wei Xuefeng and ran to the toilet of the regiment headquarters to unload the goods.

When the goods were unloaded, the performance had been started for a long time. The chief seat was at the front of the team and had to go back to its original position and cross the entire team's queue.

At that time, the female soldiers' performance team happened to perform the dance of "Little Backpack", and all the male soldiers were focused and their eyes shining.

Teng Wenji thought about it and decided not to return to the chief seat rashly in front of everyone. Moreover, the smoking addiction suddenly broke out, so he simply took a small bench from the company next to him and sat directly behind the tail of the eighth company team.

The recruits behind saw the battalion commander, of course they were so scared that they put their hands on their knees, and stood upright with their chests and backs, even more so they didn't dare to speak out.

Unexpectedly, Battalion Commander Teng, who was having a comfortable leisure, heard the solemn and majestic sitting not far in front of him, evaluating the female soldiers performing on the stage. His words were frivolous and impetuous and lacked basic respect for lesbians.

This is solemn and made me look like this.

In the army, the relationship between men and women has always been a high-voltage line in the red line and must not be touched.

The same is true for your attitude towards lesbians. You can think in your heart, but you can't say it in your mouth.

It's wrong as soon as you say it.

It’s easy to say if others don’t care about it, but it’s a matter of personal style.

When Teng Wenji was called out from the queue in a confused manner, he was still confused.

Teng Wenji was already impressed by the new recruits who had not yet been awarded the title - of course, it was definitely not a good impression.

"Tonight was a happy day. During the Chinese New Year, I didn't want to get angry, but just now, I went to do something and sat behind the Eighth Company. But I heard some extremely frivolous and impetuous words from some new comrades... These words are very inconsistent with our revolutionary soldiers. These are what only the gangster Xiao Afei in some places would say."

He turned sideways, glanced at Zhuang Yan next to him, with a dead face in the morgue, and said expressionlessly: "What ordinary goods? What is ordinary goods? What is Tianjin Goubuli? Zhuang Yan, please explain to everyone?"

Battalion Commander Teng Wenji was serious about solemnity.

There had been a wave of depressing and unpretentious laughter in the team below.

In fact, any male soldier probably had the same idea as Zhuang Yan, but no one said it. Maybe some people said it, but they just said it privately, and they didn't dare to let the cadres hear it.

"What are you laughing at?"

Teng Wenji shouted: "The female soldier is also a revolutionary comrade. Can he use words such as ordinary people and Tianjin Goubuli when dealing with his own comrades? What do you think of?"

While criticizing, he talked about the issue of personal respect from the fact that women can hold half of the sky, and finally involved the self-cultivation of revolutionary soldiers.

Zhuangyan stood aside, and her heart was already suffering from Coptis chinensis.

However, he knew that he was inappropriate. He was disgusted with the arrogant look of the female soldier, so he spoke rudely, and he didn't expect to be caught and was caught.

So I didn't dare to say anything, but just stood up straight with a strong force, guessing that this would at least add some impression points.

Perhaps it was Battalion Commander Teng Wenji who was still worried about the morning air defense drill, so he magnified this trivial matter or small matter.

After a meal, I didn't even want to take the solemnity and let him join the ranks and down.

However, the battalion commander criticized in public and lost the face of the Eighth Company and the face of the Second Route.

So when the people in the camp returned to the garrison, Zhuang Yan was criticized by the company commander Zhang Jianxing before disbanding.

This is often the case.

One batch and one level, and then one level to zoom in.

When he finally returned to the platoon, the platoon commander A Dai felt that he had been slapped several times in the face - from the battalion commander to the company commander.

So, on the night of the first day of the Lunar New Year, when everyone was sleeping with their heads covering their heads, Zhuangyan carried his own equipment on her back, and ran around the playground like a dog under the supervision of Yin Xiancong.

"I said solemn..."

After Zhuang Yan ran for twenty laps, the man had already kneeled on the ground and couldn't get up. Yin Xiancong then walked up to him and said, "I don't know what you think, I don't know if you are tired, I'm tired for you anyway."

Sang Yan leaned back, and the man lay straight on the yellow mud floor, and he was exhausted and gasped.

"stand up!"

Yin Xiancong stretched out his feet and threw the solemnity of lying on the ground.

"I can't run anymore, squad leader..." Zhuangyan said pitifully: "In the past few days, I have been the recruit who has run the most in the company..."

Yin Xiancong's heart moved slightly and the man squatted down: "Are you blamed me? Do you think I think I'm going to bed in the middle of the night, and I, the squad leader, have to accompany you to make trouble? I said Zhuang Yan, you don't think about it yourself. Can you not commit suicide one day?"

Zhuang Yan suddenly turned his gaze away from the sky and looked at Yin Xiancong and said, "Squad leader, it's not me who is trying to kill me. I think it's because I don't match the third camp. I'm always unlucky here."

"Unfortunate?" Yin Xiancong stood up again in anger. This time he was not so polite. He kicked the solemn backpack directly: "It seems that you haven't realized what you are wrong yet?"

Zhuang Yan said unconvincedly: "My biggest mistake is that my father was cheated and came to be a soldier."

Yin Xiancong was angry and pulled Zhuang Yan from the ground.

"I'll add three more laps to you and run!"

Zhuangyan opened her mouth and wanted to defend something, but in the end she said nothing.

Yes, the troops are not a place to reason, and there is no price to say.

He took heavy steps and ran on the playground again.
Chapter completed!