"Wow! I thought they were just bragging, but they really ran into a herd of wild sheep!"
As soon as the company commander Huo Dazhuang jumped out of the car, he ran happily to the sheep pile. When he saw that he had really killed so many wild sheep, he was so happy.
Platoon leader Cai Laifu patted Fang Wenhai on the shoulder, grinning from ear to ear, and said, "Old Fang, well done! You've brought honor to our Second Company's First Platoon this time!"
Fang Wenhai said proudly, "That's right, Company Commander and Platoon Leader, this time you must apply for a tobacco and alcohol reward for our platoon."
"I have to apply. I haven't drunk alcohol in half a month."
"Come on, let's lift the sheep onto the truck and take them back. I guess the battalion commander must have heard about it and is waiting for us to take them back!
I just don't know how many more we'll have to give out, and I hope to keep more. We have nearly 500 people in our battalion, and if we keep fewer, we'll just be a filler."
It is impossible for them to take it all by themselves, but it is possible if they leave a little more behind in the third battalion.
Ye Zhiqiu felt a little regretful that he couldn't eat the roasted whole lamb. He didn't even dare to eat it secretly in the space because it had a smell and would be easily discovered.
A group of people loaded the sheep onto the truck. The people who went to the outpost also returned, and two people got off the truck to help lift the sheep. Speaking of the outpost, Ye Zhiqiu had never been stationed there.
Because the people from the second battalion are stationed there now, they arranged people from the third battalion to patrol. When it is the third battalion's turn to be stationed there, the people from the first battalion will be on patrol, and the rotation continues in this way.
Strength lies in numbers. Since one sheep had been delivered to the outpost, the remaining sixty-one were quickly loaded onto the vehicle. Ye Zhiqiu and his companions followed the vehicle on horseback, heading back to the military camp.
Ye Zhiqiu didn't like riding horses because it rubbed his thighs so hard! After getting off the horse, he was grimacing and it hurt when he walked.
The others had been laughing at him because of the frequency. Over the past few months, he had completely integrated into the group, laughing and scolding them.
Speaking of which, Ye Zhiqiu has become quite well-known in the Second Company now. As soon as he got off the horse and returned it, he was surrounded by people who were in charge of horse breeding and logistics, asking him if he had shot any wild sheep.
Ye Zhiqiu danced with joy and said, "You don't know, everyone in our Second Company knows that I have the best eyesight!
I first spotted the hares and was calling my brothers to stop as we prepared to hunt two of them so we could roast them and have a snack at the outpost.
As a result, I glanced out of the corner of my eye and saw sheep on the slope in the distance, so I quickly called out to my brothers to stop.
You also know that wild sheep are very fast runners. If a gunshot is heard, you probably won’t even get a single hair of them!
My marksmanship is truly remarkable! As we approached the 150-meter mark, I fired a barrage of shots.
Guess how many I shot? I shot a full ten wild sheep. I'm not bragging, it's our squad leader, Fang Wenhai. Everyone knows how accurate his marksmanship is.
But even Fang Wenhai couldn't match my marksmanship. Who made me shoot ten sheep? "
"Xiao Ye, you're just bragging. Last time when we were shooting at a fixed target, you weren't as accurate as Big Eyelid!"
"Hey! Why don't you believe me? Here, let me give you a cigarette. How could an honest man like me brag?"
Ye Zhiqiu's behavior is an old tradition. None of these guys are honest and they are particularly good at bragging outside!
In fact, he only killed four wild sheep. Anyone in the team could shoot more accurately than him, so naturally he would have killed more wild sheep.
In fact, shooting requires bullets to determine accuracy. He has only been in the army for a few months, how can he compare with these old men?
After smoking a cigarette, Ye Zhiqiu walked back contentedly.
At this time, someone shouted happily: "The messenger is coming, the messenger is coming!"
Ye Zhiqiu also became excited immediately. If there was anything that made him particularly excited during his days in the army, it must be receiving the letter!
They could only communicate once a month, and he was so excited to finally get a reply.
However, they could not collect the items themselves; relevant personnel had to sort them out and check for contraband before each company commander could take them home. The company commander would then distribute them to the platoon leaders, who would then distribute them to the squad leaders.
But Ye Zhiqiu was a little special, he had a package sent to him every month. So he would always get the letter later because he had to go to pick up the package.
It was three o'clock in the afternoon, and the messenger should be taking the same route Ye Zhiqiu had taken. That shabby road was still fresh in my memory. It took a day and a night to drive there, and I had to get off the car and push the cart dozens of times.
The kitchen team was busy because the weather was not cold enough and the mutton could not be stored, so it had to be cooked and eaten immediately.
After returning to the dormitory, a group of people were pushing Fang Wenhai, urging him to hurry up and get the mail.
Ye Zhiqiu also joined in the fun and shouted, "Squad leader, charge! Hurry up and get our company commander to guard and get the letter!"
Fang Wenhai said angrily, "With so many letters, and having to sort them by class, how can we sort them out so quickly? Stop yelling, or Old Cai will be here soon and you'll be in big trouble!"
The team members stopped making noises at this point. It was really Cai Lai Fu. He was not as old-fashioned as Fang Wenhai, and even Huo Dazhuang was not as conservative as him!
Just because Ye Zhiqiu smoked a cigarette during a break in training, he was punished by being made to run laps! He didn't let him go until Ye Zhiqiu was exhausted and collapsed on the training ground!
The discipline is that smoking is not allowed during training. Generally speaking, Fang Wenhai turns a blind eye to it, and occasionally he will secretly smoke one with his teammates when no one is paying attention.
Not to mention Huo Dazhuang, the battalion commander ignored them, and they indulged their subordinates. Although Cai Laifu was a bit old-fashioned, he was more strict in observing discipline.
But whether it is carrying weights for training or various high-intensity training, he, as the platoon leader, always takes the lead.
Ye Zhiqiu admired him very much, because other platoon leaders gave orders as commanders, but he was like a leader, leading the platoon members to conduct various trainings.
Skinny Monkey said with a grin, "Hehe, I wonder what Xiaoye's family will send this time. We'll have another treat!"
Ye Zhiqiu scolded him with a smile, "Look at how little you've accomplished! When you come to the capital, come visit my home and I'll show you what craftsmanship is!"
Fang Wenhai said angrily, "Come on, why do you keep bragging all day? Last time you said you could cook, but why haven't you ever been able to cook anything?"
This is really unfair. Not only is there no seasoning, but it’s also a big pot dish. What else can Ye Zhiqiu make?
He tried his best to make it better, but the result was almost the same as that of other people's kitchen staff. So everyone thought he was just bragging about his cooking skills all the time!
Ye Zhiqiu said dejectedly, "Good cooking also requires seasoning. We only have oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and barely a bunch of garlic here! No matter how good I am at cooking, without the right seasoning, won't everything I make be the same?"
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