The troops' breeders are actually talking about pig farming, but they are actually pigherds.

In the grassroots company, this is basically the most comfortable position. Everything is good, it is a bit dirty, and it is not very famous.

The Eighth Company raised a total of ten pigs, and the pigpen was placed on the hillside on the right side of the training ground behind the company. When the soldiers in the company were training, they could see the small courtyard on the right hillside that was not as independent as a military barracks.

It is said that there was a veteran who served overtime and was responsible for serving those fat and big-eared beasts.

The swine hedge who served overtime was named Zhu Dekang. He is already in his fifth year of military service. He is the longest soldier among ordinary soldiers in the company and is a veteran of the ashes.

Five years of soldiers are the limit among conscripts. If you continue to serve, you must change the rank of volunteer soldiers and take the rank of volunteer soldiers as arrows.

The company was too lazy to control such an almost-savvy veteran. The independent house placed on the hillside was to let him take charge of himself.

Zhuang Yan and veteran Zhu Dekang never met.

Not to mention solemnity, many new recruits in the company didn't know what this fairy-like veteran looked like.

The only time was when I went to the mountain to do offensive training, I passed the small row house. From the open window, I saw that there was only one bed, a table, and a cabinet inside. Then there was a neat but stained quilt on the bed, which had been washed white.

At that time, he asked Yang Song, the deputy squad leader who led the team, curiously, why is the quilt so dirty?

Yang Song smiled mysteriously and said, "It's not a stain, it's gun oil, it's our old squad leader Zhu drawing a map!"

Cannon oil?

Draw a map?

Zhuangyan has seen gun oil and gun oil. These are equipment maintenance items that every soldier has to contact.

The solemnity at that time was confused.

He asked Niu Dali, what kind of gun oil is used to wipe the gun oil from our 60-row mortar?

Yang Song laughed and explained the meaning of the so-called "cannon oil" to Zhuang Yan. Zhuang Yan almost laughed so hard that he was overwhelmed.

For Zhu Dekang's impression, that's all.

After dinner, Li Chuangcheng, the squad leader of the cooking squad, ran to the rows of rooms, stood at the door and shouted loudly, "Zhuangyan, pack up and go to the cooking squad with me!"

Zhuangyan had no choice but to start packing her backpack, rolling her bedding, and then going to the storage cabinet to clean up her own pieces.

Yi Jun came over and squatted beside Zhuang Yan, and said with a guilty look on his face: "Lao Zhuang, I've harmed you."

"Poet, you boy, don't talk nonsense. From now on, how can you be more careful and cause trouble for yourself."

Yi Jun said again: "Cough—actually it's okay. Go to the kitchen team and eat whatever meat you want without having to fuck. It's good to sleep, and many people can't go if they want to go..."

The usual training of the kitchen class is indeed not as nervous as the class squad. Because I have to make breakfast in the morning, I usually disband and go back to cook after joining the company. I occasionally do professional subjects such as shooting training, and I organize physically by myself and do not force it.

The most important thing is that the kitchen class eats well.

The troops will get the first month when they are close to the water. The troops are all big pots of vegetables, and the vegetables and meat are fried separately. After the stir-fry, the meat is filled with a war-preparation pot, and then add chili or other vegetables to stir-fry until it is raw, and then the meat is poured.

Every time the meat is fried, the soldiers in the cooking squad will pick some meat into their own rice bowl under the pretext of "trying salty and light".

Zhuangyan has helped the chef and knows the tricks.

But no matter what, although Yi Jun comforted himself, he did not comfort him, which made him even more uncomfortable.

So he rolled his eyes and couldn't help but say, "Or, poet, go and talk to the company commander and ask me to change with you? You go and raise pigs, I'll stay in the squad, okay?"

Yi Jun immediately stopped talking and did not dare to say nonsense.

In fact, Zhuangyan is quite annoying to Yi Jun now.

If Yi Jun hadn't said a lot of nonsense that night, he would have had nothing to do later.

It would be fine now that I went to the kitchen team myself, but it just involved Yin Xiancong again.

This is what Zhuangyan is most regrettable.

He was unwilling to meet Yoon Xiancong and wanted to leave the row before Yoon Xiancong came back.

Anyway, I've left, so I'll just leave.

Zhuang Yan was very discouraged at this moment.

After three years of soldiers, did Niu Dali ridicule himself and go to raise pigs as he said when he was in the recruit company?

He was unwilling to give up.

But what if you are unwilling to give up?

As a human being, you can make up for the trouble you have caused by yourself.

After taking the thing, solemnly put on a backpack, he walked to the door and said to Li Chuangcheng: "Squad leader, let's go."

Li Chuangcheng also had some impression of Zhuangyan, especially Zhuangyan's pork waist and chicken legs that had stolen from the kitchen before.

"I'm talking about you, a slut..."

While saying that, he shook his head, looking like he was disappointed.

He wanted to criticize the squad leader as an airs, but after all, a recruit with good training was thrown into the kitchen squad, which was quite a bit of a talent.

"Okay, our kitchen class is also good, simple and comfortable. Your training is good. Come to our kitchen class, which can improve our training level."

After saying that, he reached out and snatched the yellow bucket full of fragments of things, turned around and walked towards the kitchen team.

Just a few steps away, I met Yin Xiancong who had returned from the canteen.

"Old Li, Zhuang Yan and I have something to say, otherwise you can leave first, I will take him over later."

The two of them came to the shade of the trees behind the queue.

"I'm leaving, won't you give me some cigarettes?"

Seeing that Zhuang Yan had not spoken, Yin Xiancong spoke first.

Zhuang Yan quickly took out Hongta Mountain, gave Yin Xiancong one, and also took a step.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little relaxed.

Yin Xiancong took a sip of cigarette and frowned unccustomedly.

"I haven't smoked for a long time, I've quit for a long time."

He glanced at Zhuang Yan and said, "If you have the chance, you should quit as well. This thing is not good for your health. When you run five kilometers of cross-country, you will feel that smoking is a mistake and you can't breathe."

Zhuangyan smoked in a little frustrated and said, "I've gone to the kitchen team and I don't need to run five kilometers in the future..."

Having said that, I suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

"Squad leader, I'm sorry, I've caused you trouble..."

Yin Xiancong waved his hand generously and said, "I'm sorry. I'm not sorry. You don't have to bear any ideological burden. The company commander asked me to talk to you. I can't get into the military academy this year. The company plans to let me stay in the team and strive for half of the submission next year or directly promotion next year. After all, I have made third-class merits. I will try to get another one next year, so I will have the conditions to promote it."

When he heard that Yin Xiancong had the opportunity to promote him, Zhuang Yan felt much more relaxed.

He said: "It really doesn't affect your military academy?"

Yin Xiancong said: "It doesn't affect it, it's just that I have to stay in the team for a year. Actually, I have a responsibility for this matter. If I didn't just focus on reviewing the cultural courses myself, I might not have neglected management. That night, if I had been supervising from the beginning, things would not have gone to this point. This year, it would have been a lesson for me. But..."

He took a deep breath of cigarette, sighed and said, "The third squad leader is different..."
Chapter completed!