"Are you sure?" Zhang Xiaoshan asked.

"Why? I look down on me?" Yang Feng asked back.

"No, I'm just a little surprised." Zhang Xiaoshan waved his hand and said.

"There is nothing to be surprised. In the military camp, only hard training can make your military career brilliant." Yang Feng said, "Let's go quickly, we have been delayed for five minutes."

As he said that, he left the dormitory first.

Zhang Xiaoshan followed behind.

The two came to the training ground together and started training under the quiet moonlight.

Because Yang Feng's shoulder injury has not yet been cured, he cannot perform shoulder-related training, so he can only do some leg training, running, squats, etc.

The training time is always short, and it is past four in the morning without realizing it.

Yang Feng sat on the lawn and rested.

After a while, Zhang Xiaoshan also sat over.

Usually he trains himself alone, but now he feels good if he has one more person.

"I didn't expect you to train so hard after being hurt. You are indeed a vanguard." Zhang Xiaoshan said sincerely.

"I'm so too proud, you are the one I admire." Yang Feng waved his hand and said, "How long have you been persisting in training this habit at night?"

"It's been a year and a half." Zhang Xiaoshan's face showed a look of recollection.

Every night in the quiet and quiet night is a testament to his hard work.

"I think your training ability is better than that of ordinary soldiers, so why don't you apply to transfer to the combat unit?" Yang Feng asked curiously.

Zhang Xiaoshan was silent for a moment and said, "I feel that I am not ready yet."

Yang Feng was speechless, and it could be seen that Zhang Xiaoshan was a little inferior and introverted.

"Actually, you are ready, but you haven't made up your mind to do it yet." Yang Feng said.

"But I still don't know anything. I can only feed pigs." Zhang Xiaoshan said, looking dim.

Yang Feng looked at him, knowing that there was still a hurdle in his heart that had not been passed, and no matter how much others encouraged him, he could only overcome it himself.

Yang Feng stood up, patted his shoulder and said, "Think about your purpose of joining the army and... dreams!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the bathhouse.

Zhang Xiaoshan murmured at the last thing Yang Feng said, and his eyes gradually lit up.

yes!

Why did I come to join the army?

It’s not because of love that I thought I could serve the country with passion, but I didn’t expect that I would still feed pigs after two years in the military camp.

No! You must change the status quo and apply to transfer to the combat force.

He got up and ran towards the bathhouse, his steps felt much lighter.

After taking a shower and having breakfast, Yang Feng and Zhang Xiaoshan began to prepare lunch for dozens of pigs.

Boom boom.

The roar of the engine came from afar.

Yang Feng looked curiously at the front of the road.

Zhang Xiaoshan explained: "The feed truck is here, and people will come to deliver pig feed every Friday."

While speaking, a military truck had already heard in front of the pigpen.

The car window rolled down, stretched out a head, and shouted loudly: "Feed pigs, come and unload the goods."

"Okay." Zhang Xiaoshan agreed, walked over and got into the car and began to throw down the pig feed in packs one by one.

"Hurry up, it's so hard to do a job. Look at you who can't wake up every day. I really don't know what else you can do except feed pigs?" The soldier sitting in the car mocked, his expression full of impatientness.

But Zhang Xiaoshan just showed a reluctant smile and continued to work.

"Coward." The soldiers in the car saw that Zhang Xiaoshan had no reaction and couldn't help but become more and more aggressive, and their attitude became worse and worse.

Yang Feng couldn't bear it anymore, so he got into the car and grabbed Zhang Xiaoshan, saying, "I don't want to do it anymore, why should you do it? This should be their job."

"What did you say, boy?" the soldier in the car said arrogantly.

"I said this is your job. We are only responsible for feeding pigs, but we have no responsibility or obligation to unload the goods for you." Yang Feng said loudly, with a hint of anger flashing in his expression.

Too much bullying!

Zhang Xiaoshan is too honest and let them bully him!

It would be fine if he didn't know, but since he saw it, he couldn't ignore it.

Two soldiers got out of the car, and the soldier who had just spoken said contemptuously: "Boy, are you that onion? You can't be a newly transferred person to feed the pig, there is no rule at all!"

"Rules?" Yang Feng sneered, "What is a rule? Bullying is your rule?"

"Where are we bullying?" said the soldier. "Isn't it good to let this pig feeder exercise more? Look at him looking listless, how could he look like a soldier?"

"Your quality is eaten by the dog? What is the pig feeder? Doesn't he have a name?" Yang Feng said angrily, "Xiaoshan, tell them your name loudly!"

Zhang Xiaoshan looked embarrassed and timid, and whispered: "Yang Feng, why not forget it? It's okay to bear the calm for a while. Besides, it's okay for me to do more work."

Yang Feng stared at Zhang Xiaoshan, his face full of disappointment.

It doesn’t matter if you are introverted, but if you don’t know how to resist and just blindly tolerate it, then you are not introvert, but lack of backbone.

"Did you hear it?" the soldier said arrogantly, "It's not that we bullied him, it's that he is willing to work more, he is a coward, and he still wants dignity?"

After hearing this, a trace of anger flashed in Zhang Xiaoshan's eyes, his fists clenched, but they let go, and finally turned into silence.

Silence, silence, and silence again.

If you don't burst out in silence, you will die in silence.

Yang Feng's eyes were blazing fire. He could not watch Zhang Xiaoshan die in silence. He wanted Zhang Xiaoshan to explode in silence.

He knew that Zhang Xiaoshan's emotions had accumulated to a peak, but it was not yet time to explode. Since that's the case, then he should do this explosive point.

Yang Feng suddenly pulled Zhang Xiaoshan's collar and walked forward.

Zhang Xiaoshan was caught off guard, stood steadily, and almost fell down, but was controlled by Yang Feng's powerful force.

"Yang Feng, what are you doing?" Zhang Xiaoshan asked repeatedly.

"Go to the training ground." Yang Feng looked cold and said to the two soldiers at the same time, "If you have a good idea, you two will come here too."

"Just follow me, are you afraid you won't succeed?" said a soldier arrogantly.

"What are you doing when you go to the training ground? I still have to feed pigs." Zhang Xiaoshan said in a panic, not knowing what Yang Feng wants to do.

"I won't feed pigs today." Yang Feng said without looking back, with a firm look.

"Yang Feng, let me go, I won't go." Zhang Xiaoshan's face turned red and he was a little anxious. He had heard the roar of the soldiers on the training ground.

In fact, he could hear loud slogans from the warriors during training in the pigpen every day, and he could only yearn for it every time.

He was very self-aware and knew that he did not belong to the training ground, so he fed the pigs honestly.

"You have to go today, and you have to go if you don't." Yang Feng said sternly.

"Who are you? Why do you make the decision for me?" Zhang Xiaoshan roared with an excited expression. He didn't know what Yang Feng was going to do, but he instinctively resisted when he smelled the unpleasant smell of pig feed on his body.

"Who am I?" Yang Feng said firmly, "I am the only one who knows that you are training late at night every day; I am the only one who knows that you are not a mess; I am the only one who knows that you are an excellent soldier."

"Today, I want everyone in the company to know how excellent you, Zhang Xiaoshan, are!" Yang Feng said gritting his teeth, and every word seemed to be squeezed out of his throat.
Chapter completed!