C20 First derailment

We didn't hold the photographer responsible, so we thought of him as a free photographer. Seeing that we were in a good match, we pressed the button …

This kind of self-consolation is nothing more than to laugh it off.

Of course, I still didn't go to see any experts with Young. I chose to run away from the hospital.

This time, Yang Lina was extremely angry. When she returned to the army and found me, she couldn't help but cry, "Li Zheng, what are you doing? Again and again, you play with my patience! Now experts all over Beijing

You didn't cooperate with me even once, what do you want to do? If you really want to lose all your descendants, then I, Yang Lina, will grant your wish! "

I could not bear to see a girl cry, so I went up to comfort her.

As her mood gradually improved, I tried to wipe away her tears. But how could I wipe away the tears in her eyes and the resentment in her heart?

Although this time, she did not give up because of my escape, but she still repeatedly made appointments for me to do the expert thinking for me. I tried several times to tell her the truth,

But they were holding it in!

I am really afraid that I will lose her favor from now on. After all, she was the most beautiful military doctor in the entire Special Security Bureau. Just by lining up as an officer who pursued her, she could form a company and make her pay attention to him …

It's easier said than done. Only this almost despicable method, let us always maintain the kind of light as water but as expensive as oil communication.

She was a girl who dared to take on the responsibility, and that alone was enough to make me fall in love with her.

In the days that followed, the entire squadron brimmed with the legend of Special Guard Number One, Lu Xiangjun. He is worshipped as a god, he is exalted as a hero, his story is blown along with the wind; his story

This caused countless comrades to bow in worship.

Encouraged by Lu Xiangjun's spirit, the squadron carried out all kinds of devilish training: long-distance running, physique, boxing, formation, tactics, shooting — and so on.

We were in a state of torturous tempering.

Perhaps, all the comrades in the Secret Service, almost one hundred percent, wanted to become the second Lu Xiangjun, the Chinese Secret Service that was respected by tens of thousands of people! I'm the only one who has no interest in this. I hate it

Soldiers hated everything in the army, yearning to end this constraint and return to nature as soon as possible.

It is gratifying to note that almost every shift between six and eight o'clock in the morning allowed me to encounter Yang Lina who was climbing the mountain for exercise. This kind of encounter was always regarded as the greatest pleasure, even the greatest pleasure, since I was a soldier.

Legacy.

However, the good news didn't last long. After a few months, the main force had reorganized their positions and divided the Jadestone Tower's position into third squadron. I was reassigned to a different post.

It was still a wall sentry.

The wall outposts were relatively free, and I lived by counting cars and counting beauties on every shift.

The monk continued to strike the bell, and I continued to muddle along.

The boring military training and political studies challenged my patience. The so called 'lying down and daring' was quietly obliterated in this godforsaken military camp.

But hatred still existed. I am a very vengeful person, those who have offended me, I have kept them in my heart, waiting for the time to take revenge. The honor and tradition of the army do not in any way affect It

I, I'm still a do-it-yourself scammer.

When I went up to the fence post, there were actually two scenery lines, which I had always been looking forward to and paying attention to. One was the running of the students in the surrounding schools. There was no lack of beauties in there. Especially since that one wasn't exactly correct …

The identity of Jiang Tian actually appeared in my field of vision for three days in a row. Apparently, she already knew me and had treated me, a rebellious recruit, as a target for teasing.

The second scenery was a beautiful and fashionable woman. Every day, at dawn, she would walk the dog on the path in front of me. She was holding a beautiful little white dog, which she teased to each other.

In fact, this woman lives near our security area. According to many old soldiers, in the village next to our security area, there is a big brother who once shook the world on the underworld.

this. This woman was Big Brother Hei's foster daughter in name, but she was actually his horse. Even so, she is still a very pretty woman, and the mature charm of her childlike look makes me

On her body, she suddenly recalled the beautiful scenery before she joined the army.

This beautiful woman, she walks her dog every day. She knows many warriors in our squadron, and thus, after a long time, she also knows me.

Because she is a few years older than us, a few recruits call her 'Big Sister Hong', but I call her 'Little Red'.

One autumn morning, when the sky was just starting to brighten up, Little Red was already strolling on the road in front of him, leading the cute little white dog with light footsteps as usual.

Who would have thought that the heavens would not want to see a beautiful day? A light rain suddenly began to fall on the originally overcast weather. Xiao Hong held its head and hesitated for a moment. It immediately thought of sneaking into my sentry post to avoid the rain. When her cold body floated out …

When the fragrance came, my heart softened. I took great risks and hid her in the guard tower until the rain stopped.

Fortunately, no one else found out. However, this small matter has to a certain extent increased the 'camaraderie' between the military and the citizens. When Xiao Hong comes out to walk her dog and meets me, she would chat casually every time she meets me …

A few words.

She knew the rules. Whenever they chatted, she would observe the surroundings. Once she found any traces of the scouting officials, she would immediately turn around and leave.

As time went on, our conversation got hotter and hotter. She got hotter, and so did I.

A rational step can never keep up with an impulsive step. How many impulses can one exchange for a little bit of rationality? I, who have not received any nourishment for a long time, have treated this woman, whose background is not very reliable, as though she is …

His own piece of temporary fertile soil.

On a weekend out, Xiao Hong asked me to go to a hotel with a nervous heart.