Traveling through Xueba is full of blessings

Chapter 593 Roll over, Ye Boxuan (third shift)

At two o'clock in the morning on January 1th...

Ye Boxuan was lying on a canopy bed in the single dormitory. In the dark, he stared straight at the ceiling.

What kind of dream he had, he had already forgotten.

He only remembers the feeling, the oppression in his heart.

He fell into deep thought, in the spiritual world of an idealist...

Half an hour later, Ye Boxuan, who finished washing, straightened his military cap in front of the mirror, fastened the discipline buckle, and opened the door of the dormitory.

Zhai Yuanfang stood at attention and looked at Ye Boxuan.

"morning!"

Zhai Yuanfang nodded meaningfully: "Leader, it is indeed very early."

Ye Boxuan didn't seem to understand the implication of the political commissar Zhai Yuanfang's words, he passed Zhai Yuanfang and walked in the corridor with big strides.

"Leader, the large-scale training camp has been going on for too long. From June of [-] to today of [-], the whole regiment is working non-stop!"

"Head, I am the political commissar! Should you listen to my opinion?"

This was the first time that Zhai Yuanfang had a disagreement with Ye Boxuan, and it was also the first time that he expressed his suggestion with such an attitude.

"Blow the wake-up call! Call out the drill call! Emergency assembly call!"

With a loud voice, Ye Boxuan rejected Zhai Yuanfang with his excited voice.

The partners of nearly ten years, one is unyielding and wants to continue to march forward in the morning light, while the other takes a deep breath and backs down.

Zhai Yuanfang stood in front of the soldiers and behind Ye Boxuan. If something went wrong in the high-intensity training, he and Ye Boxuan would bear it together and get lost in the years of silently moving forward.

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On January 1, only five days before New Year's Eve, Ye Boxuan drove back to Kyoto.

In the past he was looking forward to going home, in the past he was thinking of summer, children, parents with all his heart.

The galloping speed showed how urgent he wanted to go home, but this time it was different.

"I'm looking for my father."

The confidential secretary looked embarrassed: "Shou Zhang is meeting with you."

Three officers came out of the office one after another, Ye Boxuan saluted the military, and the other three nodded.

When the corridor was about to turn a corner, one of the middle-aged leaders with the rank of colonel looked back at Ye Boxuan and shook his head as he walked.

"Can I go in?"

"I'm sorry, Captain Ye. Shou Zhang is answering the phone."

Ye Boxuan kept a handsome face, and turned a blind eye to the confidential secretary's motion to wait in the small living room. He stood straight in front of Ye Zhiqing's office door.

Ye Zhiqing hung up the phone, heaved a long sigh, and waved to the confidential secretary.

He didn't want to see Ye Boxuan at this time, but he knew that as for his stubborn son, if he didn't summon him, he might stand outside for a whole night.

"Dad, when?"

Ye Zhiqing looked down at the document in his hand, and replied without raising his head:
"A soldier's duty is to obey orders."

"Yes! Our regiment's combat training year after year, please give clear instructions from the leader!"

Ye Zhiqing sneered, picked up the teacup and moistened his throat:

"Ask for guidance by leapfrogging! Hmph! You should know, this is the General Staff, I'm not in the Kyoto Military Region!"

Ye Zhiqing was not unaware of the recent training volume of the [-]nd Regiment!The more he knew the details, the more Ye Zhiqing felt that his son could not bear the responsibility!

After the actual combat exercise, Ye Zhiqing has been anxious with two emotions, pride and disappointment coexisting.

Ye Boxuan pursed his lips tightly, the fire bubble at the corner of his mouth burst, and the yellow water and blood in the bubble flowed down to his chin.

He stood ignorantly and stiffly in front of Ye Zhiqing, but Ye Zhiqing frowned.

When the father compromised: "Since you came here as my son, shouldn't you go home and take a look? Don't look at your grandpa, grandpa and your mother, should you look at your son and daughter?" ,wife?"

The determination in Ye Boxuan's eyebrows can be seen at a glance:
"Dad! I just want to know if there is our regiment? It's the third time! You have answered my order for the third time! Do you have anything else to say?"

Ye Zhiqing slammed his fists on the desk, and stood up abruptly:
"Ye Boxuan! Who are you talking to! I am your leader, and you have no right to know any decisions made by the higher-ups! I have no obligation to inform you, the head of the regiment! Call me Dad, and you and I can separate public and private affairs? presumptuous!"

Ye Boxuan's eyes were red, and he roared angrily. He was only 30 years old when he rebelled for the first time in his life. He didn't want to reason with his father. He was overwhelmed by the need to know the answer:
"I just want to know if there is any! Don't procrastinate! Don't procrastinate!"

"No!" Ye Zhiqing was also stunned by his son's anger.Always be ready!This is the fate of soldiers.

Ye Zhiqing quickly adjusted his emotions within a few seconds, and turned his back under Ye Boxuan's disappointed eyes.Tell me calmly:
"Listen to the command at any time. The [-]nd Regiment is in the north to prevent all kinds of emergencies. The most important thing is to serve as a defense..."

Ye Boxuan laughed, and with a smile cut off what Ye Zhiqing, the leader who was much higher than him, hadn't finished saying:

"The battle flag of the [-]nd Regiment was dyed red with the blood of the martyrs, and its predecessor was called the Heroes Regiment!

The [-]nd regiment can win battles and has a good style of work, but the nationally famous elite regiment is just a defensive one?garrison? !
Then why did you ask us to go to the actual combat exercise?We fought a beautiful turnaround..."

A file folder hit Ye Boxuan's shoulder with lightning speed.

This time Ye Zhiqing couldn't suppress his emotions anymore: "You are crazy! You Ye Boxuan are crazy! Good! Good!
Are you representing the [-]nd Regiment?You are just a leader!You represent no one!
Ye Boxuan, I will spare you this time, and the next time you say such arrogant words in front of me, I will put you in confinement!Get out of here!Xiao Liu? ! "

The confidential secretary had already slipped into the corridor with sweat on his face, and stood guard for the leader, holding the door of the office.Hearing Ye Zhiqing call him at this moment, he could only bite the bullet and show up.

Scattered file folders; smashed ink bottles; Ye Boxuan who can't dodge; the embarrassing scene of father and son fighting with eyes...

"Leader Ye? Please!" Xiao Liu bent down to signal Ye Boxuan to leave.

Ye Zhiqing looked at his stubborn son, counted ten seconds silently, turned his back and ordered calmly again: "Xiao Liu, send him to the confinement room."

What effect?Why are you afraid of others spreading falsehoods?It's all nonsense!Straightening Ye Boxuan's ass temper is the most important thing to do right now!So arrogant that he forgot the word calm, then he should be sober!
The Kyoto Military Region learned that the head of the regiment was locked up;
Tong Haoran, who was inquiring about the news of the [-]nd Regiment during the training camp, also heard the news;

Pei Bing, who was eating noodles with fried sauce with his grandfather, heard his grandfather talking about Ye Boxuan's "deeds".

Six hours later, Xia Tian sat in front of Song Yaping wiping tears:

"Mom, Ye Boxuan has been an excellent student and an excellent soldier since he was a child. He has always been an outstanding person. He also loves face. He was put in confinement by my father... He would rather die. Did you make a mistake in asking Ying?"

Song Yaping slapped the coffee table angrily: "Xiamen! You are enough! Is he his first day in the army? Let him rest a little, he has to take a rest, stand at attention! Don't mess around with me, I won't show up!" Her picture Old face, the husband and son can go outside, so why can't they go home and talk about it?
Xia Tian got into the kitchen with red and swollen eyes, Ye Boting sighed, and silently accompanied Xia to make dumplings for his brother.

(End of this chapter)