Today's passenger planes don't really care whether personal communication devices are turned on or not, and even provide in-flight Internet services, but some airlines still ask flight attendants to remind passengers to turn off mobile phones and other electronic devices for the sake of caution or adhere to the traditional system.

The training base for logistics personnel of non-combat units of the peacekeeping force is located in an old barracks on the outskirts of Beijing.

This originally belonged to a garrison of the capital garrison troops, but the expansion of the troops, the original site was unusable, because the capital was expensive every inch of land, it was not easy to compete with the people for land, so the troops stationed here simply moved the place.

As for the remaining military camps, because they are military property, they want to convert them to civilian land, well, there is no relevant policy after the general rear, that is impossible!

It would rather be barren and the weeds grow to the height of a person than fall into the hands of developers.

However, the land of the military region still found a use, and it was used as a training base for peacekeeping troops, and sometimes it was used for other purposes.

took a taxi from the airport and spent two hundred yuan on the road before Li Bai found a place.

The high-walled compound, the communication room, and the gray and yellow cement wall cracks can be seen everywhere, which is really a familiar rush!

The smell of the barracks came to my face, but the withered yellow weeds in the corners such as the roots of the walls had not been specially plucked, which was enough to be knee-high, and it was obvious that the maintenance here was not very careful.

asked about the check-in process in the communication room at the gate, and Li Bai dragged his suitcase to the corresponding office.

Take out your ID card and passport, check the sign-in information, and wait for the time to receive personal belongings, the staff in charge of signing in took out a transparent plastic storage box from under the desk and said: "The base is a closed training camp, you need to hand over your personal communication tools, turn off your mobile phone, and hand in your portable WIFI, and your laptop can be kept, but there is no network." ”

Li Bai took out his mobile phone and turned it off on the spot, picked a sealed plastic bag and stuffed it in, and then put it in the plastic storage box.

At this time, his personal belongings arrived, a bulging oxford cloth storage bag, with a sticker printed with his name, but he didn't have to worry about getting it wrong.

There are two sets of camouflage training uniforms inside, from the inside to the outside, from top to bottom, including clothes, pants, shoes, hats and belts, the size corresponds to Li Bai's height and weight, as well as towels, toothbrushes, cups, rice bowls, cutlery, kettles and slippers and other supplies, all of which are brand new It is estimated that these things will follow from the training base to the station of the peacekeeping troops.

In addition to these, there is also a key, and the small copper plate attached to it is also marked with the number "316".

Looking at the four-story building where the sign-in office is located, the meaning of this number is clear at a glance, "316" is most likely the room number.

Usually, the first number represents the floor, followed by the room number, which is room number 16 on the third floor.

Carrying a backpack, a storage bag in his left hand, and a suitcase in his right hand, Li Bai came to the third floor and successfully found room 316.

The key was not used, the door was open, and there were already people inside.

Two bunk beds, two simple steel and wood desks, and a wardrobe next to the wall, exactly four people.

A fat man with glasses and a noticeably upward hairline sat at his desk, crackling on the keyboard of his laptop, a cigarette between his fingers, and looked to be in his forties.

Hearing the footsteps at the door, he immediately turned his head to look at it, with a smile on his face, and at the same time hurriedly extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray on the side.

"Hello, hello, you live here, too?"

"Yes, I'm also in 316, my name is Li Bai, Mu Zi Li, Bai Bai, psychiatrist. ”

Li Bai nodded and took the initiative to introduce himself.

Then he glanced around the room, found an empty closet, and stuffed his suitcase into it first, leaving only the backpack and the oxford cloth storage bag that had been handed out.

"I'm sorry, no one has been there before, so I smoked one first, my name is Sun Nanzheng, I farm, well, I'm still an online writer. ”

The chubby middle-aged man handed Li Bai a business card.

The business card not only has Sun Nanzheng's contact information, but also his work unit, which is an agricultural science institute in Jianghuai Province.

The self-introduced "farmer" is actually modest, the real identity is an agricultural expert, in addition, there is also a personal hobby of writing about the Internet, the so-called "Internet writer" is probably to pretend to be forced, more or less able to get involved with Wenqing.

Compared with Li Bai, who once contemptuously called the Kyushu Metaphysical Society as "Xiao Bang Street, who writes online articles", this one is a real Internet writer, even if it is part-time.

I am afraid that the non-military personnel participating in the peacekeeping force are not only doctors, but also agricultural experts.

With the Chinese national tradition, it seems that there is nothing strange about it, people are iron, rice is steel, and the most important thing in war-torn areas is that bite of food, and the peacekeeping task is not only to maintain local social order, but also to assist in the reconstruction of agricultural production.

"Oh!

Sun Nanzheng got up, shook hands with Li Bai warmly, and then seemed to remember something, and asked suspiciously: "You are a psychiatrist, who treats mental illness?"

"Yes!"

Li Bai chose an upper bunk and threw the oxford cloth storage bag and backpack directly on.

The beds have been laid, and the quilts are folded like bricks, with edges and corners, which is the tradition of our army, the only one in the world.

“......”

The chubby middle-aged man instantly lost interest in chatting, and found an excuse and said, "I'm sorry, I'll code a few words first, and I have to rush the draft!"

Labor and management are not mentally ill, what are you talking about with a psychiatrist?

"Then you're busy!"

Li Bai can roughly guess what this middle-aged man, who has the dual identity of an agricultural expert and an online writer, cares about.

Just like he doesn't casually send people business cards, normal people don't casually talk to a psychiatrist, what if they find out that they are a potential pervert or a psychopath?

That's embarrassing!

Everyone has a devil hidden in their hearts, but no one wants to release him.

The crackling keyboard in the room sounded again, and this Sun Nanzheng's hand speed was quite fast.

The desk is quite wide, although there are only two, but it is more than enough space for four people to sit facing each other.

Li Bai also had his own things to do, taking out a complete set of training clothes and putting them on the bed on the top bunk.

Since it is sent down, it must be worn.

At noon, the third member of room 316 arrived just as Li Bai and Sun Nan were about to go to the cafeteria.

Ximendong, who looks a little thin, is a reporter, but he has a single-lens reflex camera with a huge lens around his neck, a bulging large-capacity hiking bag on his back, and in addition to the Oxford cloth storage bag that was also sent to his hand, he also carries a 28-inch large suitcase.

Because of the friendship in the same room, the three of them got acquainted with each other in a few words, waiting for the reporter to put away his personal belongings and then go to lunch together.

"Good fellow, how heavy you are!"

"Farming" Sun Nanzheng can barely count half a farmer, he tried Ximendong's big suitcase, but he couldn't lift it all of a sudden, his two hands worked together, his face flushed, and he barely picked it up.

"Hehe, being a reporter! Running around all over the world, I will naturally train out. ”

The Ximen reporter smiled a little shyly, if it weren't for the big suitcase and mountaineering bag, outsiders would hardly have seen that he was still a strong man.

"Now three are missing one. ”

Li Bai looked at the empty wardrobe at the end.

"I don't know what time it will be there, let's go to dinner first. ”

Sun Nanzheng didn't plan to continue waiting for the last one, the Ximen reporter was a coincidence, and the last one didn't know a little, maybe it was in the afternoon, or it could be evening. dog

"Let's go, do you want to bring a rice bowl? ”

Ximendong, like Li Bai, temporarily left the contents of the Oxford storage bag outside.

"No! they have plates here. ”

Li Bai has read the brochure of the training base, and there is a detailed introduction to the canteen.

In addition to three meals a day, there is also a late night snack, of course, there is an additional charge for late night snack, and there are not many varieties.

However, in this closed training base, it is already quite good to have a supper.

"Let's go!"

Ximendong put down the stainless steel rice bowl he took out, and immediately followed Li Bai and Sun Nanzheng out of the door.

There were many people who came to report to the training base, and at lunchtime, they walked to the canteen in twos and threes.

"Wow! That's a lot of people!"

After all, as an agricultural expert and an online writer, Sun Nanzheng has a good sense of observation, and soon saw that there were many people who followed the peacekeeping force on the expedition this time.

"There are doctors, there are journalists, there are people who work in agriculture, and I don't know what other professions there are. ”

Out of professional habits, reporter Ximendong also found some materials and became interested.

Because he had just arrived, he had not yet had time to uncover more valuable clues, but he believed that he would not be able to find a lot of reporting material.

In fact, from the moment he entered the training base, the work of Simon reporters had already begun.

As a journalist, you need to have the acumen to be good at discovering news material.

Li Bai said casually: "It is estimated that there are more than a hundred people." ”

"Huh, how do you know?"

Ximen Dong and Sun Nanzheng looked at him in unison.

At the time of check-in, only one A4 paper list was on the table.

Although there is a serial number, I am afraid that no one else will know except those on the last paper.

Unexpected glance. ”

Li Bai directly vaguely passed, and as soon as he put away his glass heart, there was no secret inside or outside the desk at all.

Not to mention how many people there are, even if it is everyone's name, mobile phone and occupation, he can report it.

"I guess I went to more than one place. ”

Ximen Dong had done his homework before he came, and more than 100 people were crammed into the station of a peacekeeping force, which was inevitably a bit too much.

"Do you want to separate?"

Sun Nanzheng was a little surprised.

"It's okay, it's all the same!"

For Li Bai, it doesn't matter if he goes to the moon.

In any case, the places where the peacekeepers are going are not good places, one of the basic characteristics is chaos, the second is poverty, the third is poor sanitary conditions, the fourth is bandits or warlords, and the fifth is ...... Summarative adjectives are often found in the last part of news broadcasts, where the people of the world are in dire straits.

"I don't know if I'll be able to come back alive. ”

Sun Nanzheng touched his neck, and his tone was full of helplessness.

Probably because the leader of the unit knew that he was not doing his job properly and secretly writing on the Internet, and his colleagues were jealous that he could get several times higher than his salary every month, so there was almost no controversy, and he directly forced this quota to him, either to distribute to the village agricultural technology station, or to roll to the peacekeeping area to support agricultural projects.

It's just such a poor mountain and bad water land for the people, help a ghost!

Reluctant to make a serious iron rice bowl, Sun Nanzheng had no choice but to pack his bags and set off with tears.

I forgot to mention that I am thirty-five years old this year, and my workplace competitiveness is negative five scum, and I am still a single dog.

If there is a case, it is a hundred deaths, but there is no burden, there is no need to worry about the wife and children who stay at home to lose their support, and the parents have pensions and pensions, so they can spend their old age in peace.

As long as you don't take the initiative to die, you don't have to worry about whether you can come back alive, and it will take you a few years to grit your teeth and close your eyes. ”

The Ximen reporter couldn't help laughing when he listened to the complaints of the middle-aged fat man with glasses.

He took the initiative to ask for help, and was ready to follow the peacekeeping troops to see the world, so naturally he didn't have as many worries as Sun Nanzheng.

"I'm good at taking the initiative to die, but I haven't died, so there's nothing to worry about, you're not going to be a virgin, are you?"

Li Bai patted Sun Nanzheng's shoulder sympathetically.

Virgin?!

Lying down, Sun Fatzi, who was peeped into the truth, was excited, and looked at Li Bai in horror.

Are you the devil?

Seeing Sun Nanzheng's reaction, the big devil Li knew that he had guessed the truth crookedly.

This is really a place!

The Ximen reporter on the side also noticed it, tilted his head to the side, and smiled secretly.

The food conditions in the canteen are good, it is a buffet, there are seven or eight kinds of meat dishes, there are more than a dozen kinds of vegetarian dishes, and there are two kinds of soup, mustard and shredded pork egg flower soup and duck blood tofu soup.

Sun Nanzheng, who was hit by a crit in his heart, turned his sorrow into food, picked five or six chicken thighs to pile up the food plate full, and ate Haisai for a meal, and he was not afraid that his weight would get out of control and gain seven or eight pounds.

Fat, bald, glasses, and home, the four characteristics of online writers are reflected in Sun Nanzheng without omission.

He doesn't have Li Bai's ability to digest and consume, and it is unknown whether he can come back alive, but the weight gain is just around the corner.

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This day is a dedicated registration day.

The personnel who are ready to accompany the peacekeeping troops will arrive at the training base one after another on this day.

After eating, Sun Nanzheng was still staying in the room, slamming the notebook keyboard, venting his anger on the Internet, abusing various villains and supporting roles, and even passers-by did not let go.

Reporter Ximen Dong carried the guy who was eating by himself, the single-lens reflex camera, and the lens bag, scurrying around the building looking for news materials, at least he was familiar with his face.

Li Bai walked around the base, eating while familiarizing himself with the environment and feeling a rare nostalgic experience.

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