Chapter 92: If you raise a pig, raise a good pig for me!
This morning, Li Chuangcheng came to Zhu Dekang, and when he entered the door, he asked, "Old squad leader, where did that solemn go?" ”
Zhu Dekang took his eyes off the martial arts novel and looked around.
The solemn bed was empty, and after breakfast, the boy disappeared.
"What's the matter?" He asked.
Li Chuangcheng said: "Just now when I went to buy vegetables, I met someone from the water police station, saying that Zhuang Zhuang didn't go to his side to get water in the morning, I was surprised, so I came to ask." ”
Generally speaking, the company basically has no leftover food for every meal every day, and those soldiers have too much training to swallow even the pot, while the canteen of the water police station is completely different, and there are a lot of leftovers every day.
In the past, Zhu Dekang had to go to the water police station at least twice a day, once in the morning and once in the evening.
Since Zhuang Zhuang came, Zhu Dekang handed over the matter of going to the water police station to transport water to Zhuang Zheng.
"You go back first, I'll look for him."
After Li Chuangcheng left, Zhu Dekang sat on the small bench and thought about it, and finally put away the martial arts novel, put on a shirt and went out.
At this time, Zheng Zheng was doing horizontal bar six exercises in the small equipment field in front of the pigsty.
His maximum level was only up to six exercises.
If you are still in the class row, you may be able to find Dai Dehan or Yin Xiancong and ask them to teach them seven exercises for themselves.
It's a pity that there is no chance now.
On the second day of coming here, when I went to the pigsty to feed the pigs, I was solemnly surprised to find that there was actually a small equipment field here, in fact, it was not even a regular field, that is, I lost a horizontal bar and a parallel bar on the flat ground, and the soil was dug loose on the ground and covered with a layer of sand, which could not be compared with the single parallel bar field on the company's training ground.
This surprised him.
There is also training equipment next to the pigsty where I never wanted to raise pigs.
asked Zhu Dekang, Zhu Dekang said that he was bored after coming here, and found these two pairs of equipment in the warehouse.
In any case, this made the solemnity finally find a little spiritual sustenance.
He suddenly found that as Li Chuangcheng said that day, he didn't cherish it when he had it, and he felt precious when he lost it.
Since he became a breeder in the cooking class, Zhuang Yan felt that he couldn't sit still.
Especially when he heard the horn of the exercise, he always had to run out of the small bungalow and look down the hill from a distance until all the people in the squad disappeared from sight.
Zhuang Zhengdao only now realized that he really didn't like the comfortable life of the cooking class, although this kind of life was comfortable enough, he always felt that something was missing.
He wanted to participate in training, but he didn't belong to any of the squads, and no squad leader was willing to take him.
There is nothing more painful in life than this.
"Dick soldier! What are you doing here! ”
Zhu Dekang's loud cheers almost shocked him to fall off the horizontal bar.
"Old squad leader, I didn't do anything...... solemnly wiped his sweaty hand on his pants, and said with some embarrassment: "I just saw the equipment and wanted to practice six exercises......"
"What are you practicing?" Zhu Dekang interrupted solemnly: "You are now a breeder!" The task of the breeder is to raise pigs, raise them well, and kill meat for the company when they grow up! Do you think you're still in a combat squad platoon? Six exercises, six exercises are very powerful? Six exercises are used for a fart! Are you so active and useful? To whom is it actively shown? Who is the performance for!? Do you think you'll still have a chance to teach the brigade? Stop dreaming! Why did you go earlier!? ”
Zhuang Zheng was stunned by the scolding, his heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and there seemed to be a qi in his body that was running around, almost uncontrollable.
Zhu Dekang didn't show any emotion, and continued to scold: "What? Say you're still not convinced? A cooking class is a cooking class! Pig raisers are pig raisers, I have been a soldier for five years, and I have never seen a cooking class who can teach the brigade! ”
The solemnity could barely hold back, the corners of his eyes were red, and he looked like he was about to cry.
Zhu Dekang waved his hand and said, "Why don't you hurry up and go to the water police station to transport the water back!?" ”
solemnly said nothing, took away the training uniform he hung next to the horizontal bar, put it on, and left.
Just now he had a little impulse, and he once thought about refuting Zhu Dekang.
Zhu Dekang's words hurt his self-esteem too much.
But in the end, I held back.
It's not because he is facing a five-year soldier like Zhu Dekang, but because he has become a lot more stable since the last conflict with Chen Qingming.
Some things, done on the spur of the moment, may hurt the person you don't want to hurt, and you may regret it later, there is no regret medicine in the world.
Look before you leap.
He now had a slight grasp of the meaning of the phrase.
When the breeder is very free, he cleans the pigsty every day and feeds the ten round-shouldered animals, and the rest of the time is completely blank.
After staying with Zhu Dekang in the small bungalow for less than a week, he solemnly felt that he was so idle that he was about to grow dog pee moss.
So, Qin Fei, who was empty, still went to the training ground by himself.
First of all, I chatted with a row of old friends, but others trained tightly, and no one was more free than him, so I had to train after chatting a few words.
Needless to say, Chen Qingming and Niu Dali, every time they see Zhuang Zheng, they look like they have killed their father and enemy, their eyes are full of swords, and they can't wait to swallow Zhuang Zhuang alive.
This kind of immortal life is like a heavy stone, which oppresses one's nerves all the time and makes people want to go crazy.
In order to vent his emotions and prevent himself from really becoming neurotic, Zhuang Yan still insisted on training by himself every day and set a training plan for himself.
After the morning assembly was disbanded, the people in the cooking class went back to cook, he himself rushed to the top of the mountain twice, and then came back to the equipment yard of the pigsty to play the single parallel bars, and at noon others rested, he ran to the back of the discharge to carry a box of grenade trainer bombs, and threw them again and again on the training ground.
The only thing that makes Solemnity the most painful is the lack of guns.
Now the various combat squads and platoons have already begun professional training, and the infantry has a variety of specialties, including automatic riflemen, light machine gunners, sniper riflemen, 40 bazooka fighters, and 60 mortar fighters.
In addition to the pot, the cooking squad is an automatic rifle, and Li Chuangcheng, the leader of the cooking squad on weekdays, does not organize training, and the guns of the cooking squad are all placed in the company's gun magazine, sealed with oil, and the maintenance is shiny, and I have not touched it a few times.
Zhuang Zhuang had no choice but to be cheeky to find Li Chuangcheng and ask him to help him get a gun.
Li Chuangcheng looked solemn like a monster, and he didn't slow down his strength for a long time.
"Solemn, I said don't toss, you said you train like this every day, the impact is not good!"
Bad impact?
Zhuang Zheng was stunned.
"Squad leader, why is the influence bad?" He asked.
Li Chuangcheng looked constipated for a long time, as if there was something unspeakable, and finally waved his hand and said: "Think about it, our cooking class originally didn't usually touch a gun except for the unified training organized by the company, and you were going to touch a gun when you came, you were happy, but what about these brothers in the cooking class?" If you don't go, you seem to be lazy; Go ahead, tell me, we're going to cook and train again...... Other comrades have opinions......"
However, before Zhuang Zhuang grinded an automatic rifle from Li Chuangcheng to come out for training, another big incident happened in the cooking class.