"One, one, one, two, one......" In the early morning, the loud sound of military drills sounded, accompanied by the golden morning light, the neat and uniform running sound sounded on the large playground of the station, and in the neat green team, the pink figure of Xiao Chenxi and the black figure of Zhang Lan were the most conspicuous pair, and the effect was like the guy who burned the boiler in a group of swans.

That's understandable, in a group of green figures, you want to find a designated guy in a green uniform, that may not be very easy to do, after all, all people are wearing the same clothes, but in a group of green uniforms to find the guy in pink and black, OK, that's too simple, because those two guys are so conspicuous, almost even a little red flower in the green leaves, uh, the little red flower is just referring to Xiao Chenxi, as for Zhang Lan, Barely a puddle of black mud in the grass.

Zhang Lan and his son didn't go back last night, the reason why Zhang Zongjun didn't go back was because he drank high with Camp Commander Wang, Zhang Lan was very strange that his father's level on the wine table had been exercised for so long with alcohol, and it was strange that he didn't grow at all, and finally he was drunk by Camp Chief Wang, and he went directly to the bottom of the table in extreme misery. Of course, Camp Commander Wang's fate was not much better, the two of them were half-catty, eight-tael, and a bear-like; The reason why Zhang Lan didn't go back was that his father didn't go back, and he wouldn't go either, otherwise he wouldn't be able to explain to his mother if he went back; The reason why Xiao Chenxi didn't go back was naturally because Zhang Lan didn't go back.

The poor two Zhang Zongjun and Camp Commander Wang were moved away separately as if the soldiers wanted to carry the dead pigs, looking at this pair of guys with extremely poor wine, Zhang Lan looked disdainful: As for drinking like this? Haven't you ever seen wine? Seeing wine is closer than seeing your own mother?

In the morning, Zhang Lan got up to run as usual, and was surprised to find that the time he ran was with the soldiers' routine morning exercises, and the soldiers were extremely surprised to see that the two children last night were now running with themselves! Can such a small child hold up? This is three thousand meters, many soldiers are very suspicious, many people think that these two children are just looking fun, on a whim to run two laps, I didn't expect these two children to follow themselves to run all three thousand meters, not only that, the speed is also consistent with themselves, the most unexpected thing for the soldiers is that these two little guys did not stop after running three thousand meters, and continued to run another three thousand meters.

Is that kid a monster? Many fighters secretly thought that the little girl could run down, and it could be understood, although the distance she ran was very long, it was not impossible if she exercised regularly, but look at that little figure, how big is it? At most, you can't be more than four years old, and you can run 6,000 meters? A young man in his twenties can't outrun a little guy who is less than four years old? Many warriors felt that their simple little hearts were very bad.

It's not cool at all! Zhang Lan spat out a mouthful of saliva, which was black and black with slag powder floating on the ground, and wrung a handful of snot fiercely, well, the snot was also black. It's better to run at home, run here for a few days, and it is estimated that you will live several years less!

Biting down on the big fritters in the canteen, "Click", Zhang Lan almost broke his teeth, Zhang Lan was very depressed, very depressed, why did the master of the cooking class put so much foaming agent in the flour? The fritters look quite big, and they are empty in one bite, and they can break most of their front teeth by themselves if they don't know how hard they try.

I ate five big fritters in one go, but I didn't eat enough, pat my stomach, forget it, so be it. Zhang Lan shook her head, feeling very sad for the soldiers who ate these things every day.

"Come with me," after breakfast, Camp Commander Wang mysteriously came to Zhang Lan, with an unspeakable smile on his face, "Uncle found you a good thing." ”

"What?" Zhang Lan was a little puzzled.

"You'll know when you get there." Battalion Commander Wang resolutely did not say anything, and vowed to carry out the sale to the end.

If you don't say it, don't say it, Zhang Lan didn't bother to continue to ask, anyway, you can see it in a while, right? There is no hurry at this meeting. Together with Xiao Chenxi, the three of them sneakily came to a small clearing behind the barracks.

There was nothing in the open space except for a small house with a closed door in the corner, and Zhang Lan was puzzled when a low roar of a canine came from inside the small house.

What is this sound? Zhang Lan was taken aback, if he didn't guess wrong, it should be a large dog, although Zhang Lan has no research on large dogs, and he can't tell what kind of dog this is by his voice, but basically people who love dogs know the most basic common sense, that is, the bigger the head and the more fierce the temperament, the lower the voice of the dog.

The dog's low roar is so low, as a loyal fan of dogs, Zhang Lan can say that there is some theoretical research on dogs - that is, theoretically, a good dog is often tens of thousands, Zhang Lan does not have the money to buy dozens of fierce dogs of all colors to study - not to mention the best Tibetan mastiff, at least it is also the best black back of an adult, Zhang Lan is even seventy percent sure that this guy is likely to be much more ferocious than the black back.

"What is this?" Zhang Lanqiang pressed his heart that began to pound wildly, and asked Camp Commander Wang with a slight tremble.

"Won't you just go and see for yourself?" At this time, Camp Chief Wang began to sell Guanzi. At this moment, Zhang Lan suddenly felt that Camp Commander Wang's face with a cheap smile was so underbeaten, well, there had never been an underbeating.

After looking at his height, Zhang Lan was quite depressed, and he didn't seem to be able to reach the windowsill of the hut! After going around the hut twice, in desperation, Zhang Lan finally got ready and decided to take a peek through the crack in the door.

Repeatedly encouraged himself, knowing that his footsteps had been heard by the dog inside, Zhang Lan still covered his ears and quietly touched the door of the hut, leaning on the crack of the door to look inside. As soon as he leaned on it and leaned up with one eye, Zhang Lan found that there was also an eye inside that was looking at him curiously along the crack in the door.

Did this guy get a good idea? Zhang Lan trembled, scared and sat on the ground, how could a dog have such spiritual eyes, yes, in the eye just now, those eyes impressed Zhang Lan too much What kind of eyes are they, I have never seen a dog's eyes contain so much meaning, there is indifference after being weathered, there is calmness after reading the time, there is fearlessness against the enemy, loyalty to partners, trust in comrades, and even Zhang Lan sees wisdom in that eye, How could such eyes appear on a dog's body? These are obviously the eyes that only a warrior can have after the baptism of war and the wind and frost of time!

Maybe it was because he felt that Zhang Lan was not malicious, seeing Zhang Lan, the dog in the house did not bark, but was very curious to look at Zhang Lan who was sitting on the ground in the crack of the door, Zhang Lan was surprised to find that through the crack in the door, he even saw from those eyes that only the old man would have doted on children!

It must be that he was hallucinating, shaking his head with a wry smile, Zhang Lan couldn't help but laugh secretly: Could it be that he is already dazzled before he is old? Otherwise, how could he have seen so many things through the eyes of a dog!

"How?" Camp Commander Wang asked with a smile on the side, obviously very proud of the effect he had caused.

"Superb!" Zhang Lan popped out two words.

"Of course, this is what I spent a lot of effort to get with my comrades-in-arms, and there is no way, even if you have money, don't think about it; If you have a way and no money, you will die of that thought. Camp Commander Wang said proudly.

As for it? If you get a good dog, you will show it to yourself? Why don't you go and show yourself to your friends? Looks like he's just a kid, right? What's the point of this kind of display, and it's not for me, what's the point of being proud? Wait for Lao Tzu to go to Tibet one day to find a purebred royal mastiff and come back, and envy you to death! Zhang Lan's stomach was sour, and his whole body was filled with a strong sour taste, thinking that he was the fox who didn't eat the grapes. But his eyes involuntarily glanced up at the owner of the eyes in the room.

"Satisfied?" Camp Commander Wang was still unaware of the consequences he had caused, and he was still there proudly hanging people's appetites, and he didn't notice the pair of eyes in front of him that were almost jealous of the fire, in fact, it was a little difficult to pay attention, and the altitude gap between the two was too big.

"Satisfied, I'm so satisfied." Zhang Lan gritted her teeth and squeezed out these words from between her teeth. Poor little fellow, his eyes are red: isn't it like pouring salt on a wound to show off in front of oneself, who loves dogs very much? If you're trying to hit me, congratulations, you've made it!