Song Yun felt relieved and said with a smile, "I have a mission tomorrow and will leave early in the morning. If you are on vacation at home, please help me look after it."

The old man's expression hardened. "You want to go on a mission? What mission?"

Song Yun shook her head and said nothing.

The old man slapped himself. "Pfft, you can't ask that, and you can't tell me. So, are we leaving early tomorrow morning? Have you packed everything?"

Song Yun nodded. "Everything is ready. I've already reported to the guard team yesterday." She briefly explained the situation of the guard team.

"I guess by the time I come back, it will be time for you to report." Song Yun said.

The old man was eager to go. "I've wanted to go for a long time. Old Wu doesn't have much to do right now, so I'm just accompanying him on his rehabilitation. Hey, I want to go on the mission with you."

Song Yun shook her head. "I'm afraid not. Let's wait until next time. If there are simpler tasks next time, let Commander Xu help you arrange them."

After talking for a while, the old man went back to collect the herbs for drying. Song Yun's herbs were also drying at his place. When they were done, he would bring them to her that day.

After dinner, the old man asked her to rest early because they had to set off early the next morning and she must rest first.

After the old man left, Song Yun saw that it was still early, so she took out her military bag and tidied it. She found that there was still some space in the bag, so she put some pills and plasters left in it. There was still some space left, so she thought about it, took out three pounds of flour, poured it into the pot, and stir-fried it on low heat. After the flour was cooked, she put it into two cloth bags, one bag with one pound of fried flour, and the other bag with two pounds.

The two-jin cloth bag was put into the storage compartment, and the one-jin cloth was put into the military bag to fill up the last bit of space.

Before going to bed, she sorted out the things in the storage compartment. It was a mix of things, old and young. Apart from her banknotes and the jewelry she had looted from Song Zhenzhen, the rest were mostly some mountain products she had picked up in Qinghe Village before, as well as some medicinal herbs, an old ginseng, and a pot of purple cowpea.

After pinching off a section of the stem of the purple bull last time, it wilted for a while, but now it has slowly recovered some vitality. Song Yun only takes it out to bask in the sun occasionally, and keeps it in the storage compartment most of the time. This thing is too precious, and the leaves are extremely poisonous. It is very risky to leave it outside. She is afraid that someone will sneak into the yard and touch it or something, and she will not be able to explain if the person dies.

After tidying up the storage compartment, Song Yun went to sleep. She slept for five hours and was woken up by the alarm clock at three in the morning. She immediately got up, washed her face with cold water, changed into a brand new military uniform, braided her hair into two pigtails, put on her military bag, and left the yard on time at three-fifteen.

It was still dark when Song Yun walked out of the dormitory area and ran into two soldiers who were also carrying military bags. She remembered these two people and had seen them in the conference room yesterday.

The two men also recognized Song Yun, took two slow steps to wait for Song Yun to catch up, and introduced themselves with a smile, "Hello, Comrade Song, I am the commander of the Second Battalion, Zhao Guoqing."

Another one also said, "Comrade Song, I am the company commander of the second battalion, Xu Sanjin."

Song Yun said, "Battalion Doctor Zhao, Captain Xu, here you go, I'm the team doctor of the Guards, Song Yun."

The three of them walked together, chatting as they walked.

When we arrived at the assembly point, it was only 3:30, and there was still half an hour before departure time, but there were already quite a few people standing there, which shows that soldiers have an extremely strong sense of time.

If this were a company business trip or team building, even when the departure time came, there would definitely be many people who had not arrived yet, and they would need to be called on again and again to urge them on.