Special Years

The day after the pig died, Li Chuangcheng came to the small bungalow and wanted to comfort Zhu Dekang, who had lost his backbone.

Zhu Dekang has always been a rumored person in the company. He is not considered a soldier of the original 1st division. He was originally dismissed from the southern border garrison along with deputy company commander Li Ding.

In the same year, the rest of the soldiers had long since retired, and he was the only one left.

When he came to the 1st division, he was a soldier in his first year. Although he was the squad leader of the combat squad, his education level was not high. He gave up the idea of ​​taking the military academy. Retired and asked to raise pigs.

The people in the company respected him the oldest, and they liked to call him "Commander Zhu". In fact, Commander Zhu's soldiers were only ten. They ate and drank in the pen. Now Jiutiao swine fever has seen God, With the remaining one going to the slaughterhouse, Commander Zhu would certainly not be in a better mood.

"Old class leader."

Li Chuangcheng entered the door and immediately took out his cigarette.

Zhu Dekang was still lying on the bed with a corpse, with a sad face.

"Come on, have a cigarette." Li Chuangcheng took the initiative and handed the cigarette to his hand.

Zhu Dekang didn't say a word and didn't move his eyelids.

Li Chuangcheng added: "Old squad leader, isn't it just ten pigs? I have discussed with Deputy Company Commander Li to buy another ten piglets, can we just raise them again?"

Zhu Dekang didn't move his eyelids, he stared straight at the ceiling and said, "Do you know how long this pig has been raised?"

Li Chuangcheng was taken aback for a moment, and then he began to count his fingers.

"Don't forget it." Zhu Dekang said, "It's been a year. The pigs don't get feed. I use a handful of stagnant water and pig grass to feed them. Such pigs are delicious. I usually pay nothing. Pull them out for a walk in the mountains, exercise, I think this pig will definitely be delicious..."

Li Chuangcheng knew what this meant. Zhu Dekang still had less than a year left in his service period.

So he quickly shifted his focus and said, "Yes, yes, natural feeding, of course, delicious, meaty, fat and thin."

After a second thought, he said: "By the way, old squad leader, there is pork to eat tonight. The remaining pig was killed, and the company commander said to add vegetables tonight."

"What good dishes can Zhang Jianxing come up with... hum!" Zhu Dekang said disdainfully, "It's fried pork with peppers again, right! I said Li Chuangcheng..."

He suddenly got up from the bed, stared at Li Chuangcheng and said, "I didn't tell you, you are the cooking class you took over from me, look at what kind of dishes you are cooking now!? I used to be the squad leader. At that time, I can cook Sichuan cuisine, Hunan cuisine, Cantonese cuisine, Shandong cuisine, look at you, since you became the cooking squad leader, the company commander can say whatever you want every day, and you don’t know how to give opinions and change your taste?”

After saying that, he lay down again.

"Don't eat it! The pig I raised, I feel bad for eating it!"

Zhu Dekang chatted to death all of a sudden, and the atmosphere became awkward.

Li Chuangcheng could only find words to say: "I saw that **** soldier Zhuang Yan just now."

Zhu Dekang said: "What is he doing? He went to training again? Now he has fulfilled his wish. The pig is dead, and he has enough time to grow moss, so let him do it!"

Li Chuangcheng said: "I saw him at the bomb site just now, and he was smashing grenades. I asked him why he didn't go back to his room to rest, and he said he wanted to train. I said this kid is really tough. He came to me a few days ago, and told me to bring him a gun and let him train his target. What are you talking about! What kind of guns do we have in the cooking class? done."

"Fart!" Zhu Dekang stood up again, his eyes widened: "Who said that the cooking class can do a practice session!? Who said that the training of the cooking class is sparse on the spot? I said Li Chuangcheng, I was in the cooking class. When you were under me, how did I train you?"

Li Chuangcheng wanted to secretly slap himself a few times.

This is really which pot can't be opened and lifted.

He actually forgot that Zhu Dekang came from the combat squad. Before raising pigs, he served as the fourth squad leader for two years and served two batches of soldiers. Then he volunteered to go to the cooking squad in the fourth year, and he was raised in the fifth year. pig.

In the 8th Iron Company, the recruits had no idea that Zhu Dekang, a fairy-like veteran, could actually take military subjects.

But the veterans all know, especially the third-year soldier Yin Xiancong, who was once a soldier under Zhu Dekang.

In fact, Zhu Dekang is definitely not a vegetarian in the military.

Li Chuangcheng was the cooking class after the recruits. At that time, Zhu Dekang was still the cooking team leader.

The cooking class of that year conducted military training every year, and the training results were not bad.

However, this year, all the recruits were recruited, so Li Chuangcheng was very happy. The company didn't ask the cooking class to train, so he simply didn't do it.

"Yes, yes, old squad leader, it's my fault..." Li Chuangcheng nodded again and changed the subject again: "Actually, the new recruits in the cooking class are different from Zhuang Yan. I heard that Zhuang Yan once thought Try to teach the brigade to participate in the squad leader's training. If you want me to tell you, you have already come to the cooking class, why do you still think about it? It is better to learn to cook well, return home from the army in the future, open a restaurant or something, you need craftsmanship and perseverance. Perseverance, it's hard to think about it... I've thought about it, I'll go back..."

When it comes to the future of retiring from the army, Li Chuangcheng began to talk about his grand plans.

Zhu Dekang, who was beside him, was lost in thought.

Suddenly, he said to Li Chuangcheng, "Do something for me."

After speaking, he took the cigarette from Li Chuangcheng and lit it.

Li Chuangcheng saw that Zhu Dekang seemed to come back to his senses, and he was overjoyed and said, "Okay, old monitor, I will do it for you. If it doesn't work, I will write it upside down!"

Zhu Dekang rolled his eyes at him and sneered: "Li Chuangcheng, you are good at everything, but you like to boast about Haikou. I said, can you change your temperament?"

Li Chuangcheng smiled embarrassingly and said, "Isn't this called Jiangshan easy to change and hard to change..."

Zhu Dekang said: "Okay, you said that as long as I explain, you can do anything, right?"

Li Chuangcheng was excited again: "Of course! I can't fool you, the old monitor!"

Zhu Dekang pointed in the direction of Lianbu and said, "Okay, it's not in vain for me to be your squad leader. Go, go to Lianbu, and slap Zhang Lian's face."

Li Chuangcheng froze for a moment, and the impassioned enthusiasm on his face melted away like water.

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Zhu Dekang said: "Look ~www.novelmt.com~ dumb?"

He rolled his eyes at him, and then said, "Speaking of business, the task I asked you to do is very simple, go and find a gun for that soldier Zhuang Yan."

Li Chuangcheng's eyes were round: "What? Looking for a gun?"

Zhu Dekang said: "Yes, I take him for training every day during the day. Now that the pigs are dead, and he is getting bored with moss here, you can give him a gun and let him train. Besides, you also Those who have studied infantry, give pointers to him by the way."

Li Chuangcheng said, "I have to take care of the cooking class, how can I be free..."

Zhu Dekang raised his face and said, "Stop pretending to be garlic, do you think I didn't take care of the cooking class? As soon as breakfast is made, you don't have to do anything to clean up after breakfast. It's all the soldiers and assistant cooks in your class who clean up, until lunch. You have at least two hours before the start, don't think I don't know, go out for a walk around town with your boss all day long, squatting at the door of the market to watch the factory girls, do you think I'm stupid?"

Li Chuangcheng blushed, and was so anxious that he almost killed him: "Old squad leader, you can't talk nonsense, I'm just waiting for the bus at the door...waiting for the bus..."