Chapter 222： Show mercy (1/2)

Chapter 222 is merciful

In the dining hall in the evening, the soldiers saw the battalion commander hiding away. For fear that the sentence was wrong, the battalion commander would train them again tomorrow.

Wei Zhenhui ate dinner expressionlessly and walked to the dormitory. He lives on the third floor and the opposite is Wu Feng.

Wei Zhenhui returned to the room and sat at the table, racking his brains to write a reply to his little wife. Last time, she was busy dealing with Su Hong's affairs and neglected his little daughter-in-law, and the girl got angry.

When Wei Zhenhui was in school, he was excellent in character and academics, and he never had a love letter. Writing an 800-character essay will not trouble him, writing a 5,000-word report will not trouble him, and writing a battle plan of tens of thousands of words will not trouble him.

Now, writing a letter to his wife is really stumped. He really regretted it. At that time, when he was at the same table writing love letters to the girls, he still looked disdainful, and they asked him to look at it, so he directly pushed back. Now think about it, even if you have seen it once!

Wei Zhenhui wrote several openings in a row, and was not satisfied, so he rubbed it and threw it into the trash can.

His dormitory was facing the street. Just as he was thinking about scratching his head, he heard several platoon leaders wrangling underneath. Wei Zhenhui put on his clothes and went out.

After a while, there were waves of crying and crying on the training ground.

”Battalion commander, be merciful, next time you are writing a letter, we will not dare to yell loudly.” The platoon leader was wronged. He said that he brought a few recruits to dinner and was familiar with the military area and was caught by the commander. .

”Battalion commander, you are merciful. You really can’t write it out. I graduated from junior high school. I will write it for you. When I went to school, I wrote love letters. Basically, I wrote one every week. I wrote it to you!” The second platoon commander and the battalion commander, I share your expressions with you.

The long row was so angry that they raised their hands and slapped the head of the second row on the forehead, ”You were kicked in the head by a donkey. The battalion commander graduated from high school and got the first place in the school. Do you need your help writing?”

The second platoon leader looked aggrieved, ”Well, I didn't say anything.”

Wei Zhenhui cleaned up the two of them, and the depression in his heart dissipated a little, ”Second platoon leader, have you written a love letter?”

The second platoon leader was taken aback, and then reacted and gave a military salute, ”Yes, battalion commander.”