[Qi Fu] Qi Chu said return

The armed belt is a belt used in military uniforms, and it is genuine leather.

The little adjutant has followed Zhang Qishan since he was a child, and he loves and hates this armed belt.When he was a child, looking at Zhang Qishan in military uniform, he always felt that his eldest brother had a particularly stalwart figure, especially the armed belt tied around his waist with a gun hanging on it, which made him very energetic.

Later, he also entered the military camp, and he couldn't love the armed belt anymore.For nothing else, this wide belt is not afraid of sweat or water, and it is especially painful when it is pulled on people.

None of the soldiers in the barracks had ever been drawn with an armed belt.What's more, his little adjutant's exclusive instructor is Buddha.

Standing in front of Zhang Qishan, the little adjutant undid the belt in an orderly manner, buckled the metal buckle with a "snap", folded it in half, stretched his hands above his head, and handed it to Zhang Qishan respectfully.

Everything is skillfully frightening.

Zhang Qishan came out from behind the table, took the armed belt from the little adjutant's hand, he was not in a hurry to beat and scold him, but instead asked him: "Are you injured?"

Chen Pi and the little adjutant are on par with each other. Now that Chen Pi is in the hospital, the little adjutant can't get a good job, not to mention the bruises on his back and abdomen. Hook scratched his face.

But when Zhang Qishan asked this question, the little adjutant was in a difficult situation. If he said he was not injured, once the Buddha took action, he would have to suffer it himself. If he said he was injured, it would appear that he was not good at learning, which made the Buddha worry. lesson.

Thinking of this, the little adjutant shook his head: "Report Buddha, the subordinate is not injured."

"Okay then," Zhang Qishan seemingly casually placed the armed belt in his hands, "Just one thing of dereliction of duty, how should we deal with it according to military regulations?"

"Send it to the Military Judiciary, and you will be responsible for the twenty army sticks." The words of the little adjutant made me tremble in fear.

"Well, thank you for remembering." Zhang Qishan looked at the low-browed child in front of him, and tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, "I'm not willing to send you to the Military Law Office, so you will be lawless, right?"

In fact, the little adjutant himself also understood that the torture in the adjutant's assessment was too harsh, and he was ill for a long time after that, and the Buddha took all this on himself. The past three years have been tolerant of the adjutant.

If not, how could the little adjutant, a childish child, have never been taught a lesson since he took office.

The little adjutant knew that the Buddha loved him, so he blamed himself even more. He didn't dare to look up at the Buddha, but only looked at his toes: "Buddha, I'm sorry."

Zhang Qishan stopped talking, and tapped the table with his hand.

The little adjutant immediately understood. When I was a child, I followed the Buddha. It's okay to be coquettish and roll around, but if I do something wrong, I will inevitably be beaten. It's just that it's been a long time, and the little adjutant is a little embarrassed.

Embarrassment was all embarrassment, the little adjutant knew he couldn't escape, so he took off his military cap honestly, took off his upper body military uniform, leaving only a shirt, leaned over and put his elbows on the table.

"Whoosh!" "Ugh..."

Zhang Qishan has always been too lazy to talk nonsense.

It's been much better these years, Zhang Qishan used to play the board for a while before reasoning with the crying little guy.Being able to hold back his anger now is nothing more than the word "distressed".

After that assessment, he never wanted the little adjutant to be beaten for no reason.

"Whoosh!"

The armed belt is strong, and even a soldier like the little adjutant can't bear it when he comes down in twos and twos.The little adjutant gritted his teeth and stood still.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

After all, he was only a seventeen or eighteen-year-old child. After hitting him ten or so times, the little adjutant gritted his teeth and sweated from the pain. The Buddha's hands were too firm and unhurried. Often the pain from the last stroke had just spread. The next whip happened to catch up, and the pain made the little adjutant tremble.

There are no rules for Zhang Qishan to attack, it doesn't matter if he shouts, it doesn't hurt the elegance, he can dodge or dodge if he wants to, as long as he is not afraid of offending the Buddha, he will attack harder, if he begs for mercy, he might as well dodge.

The so-called lack of rules is also because the little adjutant has been reassuring since he was a child.At any rate, he came from a great family, and this child knew from an early age that he had to be responsible for what he had done.So every time Zhang Qishan punished him, even if he cried in pain, he would not evade and make people laugh.

Right now the little adjutant was gasping for air in pain, but he didn't say a word.

Zhang Qishan raised his hand and gave another whip, which landed firmly on the buttocks, where several wounds overlapped.

"Hmm..." The little adjutant was caught off guard, and was pulled forward by the Buddha, throwing himself on the table.

"I'm sorry, Lord Buddha!" ​​The little adjutant hurried back.

Seeing that he was trembling in pain, Zhang Qishan felt a little distressed, but he swung his armed belt and punched enough, "Swish-slap!" "Swish-slap!" "Sh-slap!"

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Every time the armed belt fell, the little adjutant trembled. How could it not hurt? There is no soldier in the barracks who is not afraid of the armed belt in the hands of the instructor. superior.This kind of beating is enough for the little adjutant to be in pain for several days.

"Whoosh!"

"Hmm..." The little adjutant couldn't stand it anymore, and let out a muffled groan.

"These twenty hits, beat you for negligence of duty, are you convinced?" Zhang Qishan stopped the whip and asked him.

"Yes, Lord Buddha." The little adjutant controlled his breathing, he didn't want Lord Buddha to see it, just a few times, his breathing became disordered, he suppressed his breath desperately, and said in a steady voice: "Subordinate, obey. "

"En." Zhang Qishan was quite satisfied with the answer.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!" "Ugh..."

"Whoosh!"

The little adjutant clenched his fists, wishing he could sink his nails into the flesh, the pain was so painful that tears and snot were about to come out of him.

"Whoosh!" "Ah!"

Another blow, Zhang Qishan used enough strength to draw between his buttocks and legs, the little adjutant couldn't hold back immediately, and let out a cry of pain.

"These ten hits, you don't distinguish between public and private, and you don't distinguish between priorities, are you convinced?" Zhang Qishan felt distressed and simply avoided ten blows.

"Back... Master Buddha, this subordinate... obey." How dare he not accept, the little adjutant's legs trembled in pain, and Buddha didn't tell him to get up, so he didn't dare to move, and he didn't know when the beating would be the end.

"The official business is over, let's settle the private matters." Zhang Qishan threw the armed belt in front of the little adjutant, and sat on the table himself, looking directly at the sweating little adjutant, "Tell yourself, how many private things do I need?" Count with you?"

"..." The little adjutant looked at Zhang Qishan guilty, as if he was a little...

"I haven't hit you for three years, have I?" Zhang Qishan still looked indifferent, which made people feel very uncertain.

"Yes."

"Then what do you think, have you done well in the past three years?"

"Not good." The little adjutant lowered his head, how dare he say that he did a good job.

"At the beginning of this month, you sent materials to Shangfeng by mistake twice; last month, you sent congratulatory gifts to Mrs. Erye, and you almost missed the time; and last month, a homicide occurred at the south pier, and I asked you to catch it , you brought me back five dead and one disabled; and at the beginning of the year, the barracks assessment, what rank did you get?"

"second."

"Second, you are my adjutant, you can't even beat a squadron leader?"

Zhang Qishan counted one by one, the little adjutant lowered his head even more, admitted more and more that he really had to fight, he looked up at Zhang Qishan: "I'm sorry, Lord Buddha."

"Call Big Brother."

Since Zhang Qishan said it was a private matter, it's okay for the little adjutant to call him big brother, lest he be beaten too hard and hurt his affection.

"Yes, brother, I'm sorry." The little adjutant lowered his eyebrows and looked pleasing to the eye, "I made a mistake, please hit me."

"I have to beat you." Zhang Qishan said, took the armed belt again, and got down from the table, "Endure it."

"Whoosh!"

After Zhang Qishan said, he raised his hand and hit, there is no amount, he will stop when he thinks enough.

The little adjutant really endured it, every time the arm belt fell, it would make people go crazy in pain, and after a few hits, the little adjutant collapsed.

"Separate your legs, relax." Zhang Qishan patted the little adjutant's leg with his armed belt.

The little adjutant followed suit honestly. In this way, no strength was needed on his legs, and he could only relax and be beaten.

"Whoosh!"

A belt fell between his buttocks and legs again, the little adjutant's eyes were darkened by the pain, and he bit his lower lip quickly to prevent himself from screaming.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!" "Ah, big brother..."

Three times in a row, they were drawn between the buttocks and legs. The little adjutant couldn't take it anymore. The Buddha's strike was extremely accurate, and the few blows were all on the wound. The little adjutant felt that his back must be swollen. .

But now that the little adjutant has spoken, Zhang Qishan will naturally stop embarrassing him.He raised his hand a few times, avoiding the gap between his buttocks and legs.

"Whoosh!" "How much hatred do you have with Chen Pi? Your own people are so indiscriminate, how do you end up killing people?"

"Ah!" The little adjutant explained intermittently in pain, "I... also... didn't do it on purpose..."

"Whoosh!" "I'd rather you did it on purpose!" Zhang Qishan was in a hurry, raised his hand a few more times, and then stopped reprimanding, "It's intentional, anyway, you can tell the seriousness, but now you don't know what to do. , no wonder they lost to the squadron leader!"

"sorry."

There was no need for Zhang Qishan to scold at this moment, the little adjutant was already blaming himself to the point of death, so whatever Zhang Qishan said, he would only say "I'm sorry".

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Zhang Qishan remained silent, Gu Zi flicked a few belts, looked at the child who was lying on the table trembling in pain and didn't dare to move, he felt that it was about the same.

It just so happened that the butler came to knock on the door: "Lord Buddha, Lord Eighth is here."