Chapter 46: Where's the Commissary?

Communication is something that can sublimate or change the relationship between two people, and fundamentally change. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the past, Wang Yao thought that he regarded Zheng Jingjing as a friend, but the other party did not have this idea, it was his wishful thinking.

Zheng Jingjing also thinks so, so about the relationship between the two, in their hearts, the other party is a friend, and in their mouth, the other party is a classmate.

But after this communication, the relationship between the two officially became friends.

Will there be any changes? Of course there will be, Zheng Jingjing and Wang Yao have obviously more conversations, and the tone is not as cold as before, and from time to time Wang Yao will give Wang Yao a somewhat cute smile, and Wang Yao is not as inferior as before, and his waist is slightly stiffer.

In the early days of the establishment of Hangyi, the relationship was established with the local literary and artistic troops, because some of the future talents of Hangyi entered the physique or joined the military art troupe, and condolence performances and cooperative performances were indispensable.

Therefore, Hangyi's military training is also more professional than other universities, and there are special literary and artistic units to provide venues, so that the new students can really integrate into the real military training for more than half a month to hone their will, and the old students are to the army and the future seniors to ask for advice, and then report the performance after the freshman military training.

Therefore, not only the new students have to go to military training, but also the old students.

The new students hone their will, and the old students hone their acting skills.

For the troops, everyone grew up listening to the stories of the Eighth Route Army's resistance against Japan, so there will be an instinctive sense of sacredness for the troops, and there is excitement and tension along the way.

The seniors looked at these young freshmen with youthful faces, and felt pity in their hearts, because the smiles on their faces now would soon turn into tears.

That's the troops, not the summer camp.

Wang Yao was busy all night last night, making two pairs of special insoles for Zheng Jingjing and Xu Qingmei, because when he was in the hospital, he asked the doctors who had been soldiers how hard military training was.

For these little princesses with fine skin and tender flesh, the training of the army is the most foot-consuming, basically on the first day, many people's feet will be blistered, and the pain will not stop the next day, until the blisters become calluses after a week.

Therefore, Wang Yao specially asked the doctors some tips for care, that is, the insole, it is best to wrap the entire soles of the feet, and not rub against the hard canvas of the rubber shoes, which can introduce skin damage, although it will increase the stuffiness.

However, in the choice of blisters and sweaty feet, Wang Yao felt that it was better to sweat feet.

"What is it? It's ugly. Xu Qingmei took the insoles from Wang Yao's hands and asked with big eyes and disgust.

"The insole, the insoles are in the shoes, and when you wait for the next shoes, you should have a slightly larger shoe, and you will tuck this into it, so that it will not wear out your feet. Wang Yao handed Zheng Jingjing another pair.

"Why is it worn out?" Zheng Jingjing frowned slightly.

"I heard that the army's shoes are very hard, and they are definitely not as comfortable as the shoes we usually wear when we practice. Wang Yao said with a smile.

Zheng Jingjing and Xu Qingmei both looked at Wang Yao suspiciously, expressing suspicion.

The troops are in a mountain forest in the northwest of Hangzhou, there is a county town outside, the base is inside, the gate is high, and there is a lookout platform on the wall, and the soldiers standing guard inside can be faintly seen.

The students began to boil and looked out the window curiously.

More than a dozen cars were parked on the huge playground, and there were already dozens of camouflage-uniformed soldiers waiting on the rostrum, as well as a few commanders.

The students got off the bus in a hurry, and the class masters and seniors organized a standing line, and it took more than ten minutes to have a little standing in line, which was in stark contrast to the military behavior on the stage, one was lazy and unorganized, and the other was strict and disciplined.

The students gradually quieted down, Xu Feng took the stage as the principal to speak, encouraging the students, and then a middle-aged officer took the microphone and smiled kindly, "Welcome, flowers of the motherland." ”

The students burst into laughter.

"There is a profession called gardener, which refers to your teachers, who work hard to water you, the flower of the motherland, and let you grow up strongly. The middle-aged officer continued to say kindly, "But in addition to gardeners, there is a profession called gardening, which is different from gardeners, gardening is to prune and correct the impurities of your motherland's flowers, so that you can bloom more luxuriantly, and we are honored to be your horticulturists." ”

The smile on the middle-aged officer's face was still kind, but the laughter made everyone shudder.

"Welcome to the troops, flowers. After the middle-aged officer finished speaking, the soldiers applauded.

Applause is contagious, and the people above applaud and the people below start applauding.

Then, in the 'point-to-point' session, a tall and handsome instructor began to assign instructors to each class, a total of more than 600 people, 40 people in a class, divided into 17 classes.

Looking at the instructors who were hoarse and hard when they shouted the report, the students began to discuss.

"Why are you shouting so heartbreakingly? ”

"This instructor's throat is broken. ”

"They can't use dantian to make a sound, should we teach him?"

"It's so tiring to use your voice. ”

Listening to the discussion of the surrounding classmates, Wang Yao blinked, and made up for the report of a group of soldiers using the broadcast cavity dantian.

I always feel like something is missing, and it feels weird.

After the leaders finished speaking and assigned tasks, their respective instructors led their respective classes to the training site for half a month.

In addition to the playground that can accommodate 1,000 people in the front, there are also some small playgrounds in the east, west, north and south, and then there is a four-story dormitory separating the front and back yards, and the backyard is a place where I heard about special operations training.

Wang Yao's instructor in their class was a young officer with a small stature and an honest appearance, with a high surname, and he could see that he was shy when he was teased by a girl.

"Instructor, how old are you this year?"

"Instructor, do you have a girlfriend~"

"Instructor, do you think I'm pretty?"

The female classmates who went to work all the way made inhumane teasing of the instructor, and the senior instructor pretended to be serious with a straight face, but answered the questions honestly, and then introduced the troops who could not go to those places and so on.

The training place is a small playground in the intelligence building, it seems to be a place for the soldiers to play basketball, surrounded by willow trees, lush and green can shade the sun, the geographical location is good, there are several military dogs in the iron gate of the intelligence building in front, all lying in front of the iron gate and looking at these outsiders curiously, although each is a large dog, but they all look very well-behaved and cute.

"Remember, don't go near that iron door easily, you'll be attacked by police dogs. Instructor Gao specially advised.

The classmates nodded but they all took it as the wind in their ears, after all, the military dog is so beautiful.

Familiar with the geographical location of the troops, the senior instructor asked the students if there were any other questions.

"Report to the instructor!" asked a slightly chubby girl with a raised hand.

Say. Instructor Gao replied.

"Where's the commissary?" the girl asked, blinking.

The classmates laughed for a while, and the senior instructor looked embarrassed, "There is no commissary in the army, there is one in the town." ”

The classmates were in an uproar again: "Then what should we do if we are thirsty and hungry?"

"The dormitory has a water dispenser, and the canteen is open regularly. Instructor Gao replied.

The classmates immediately complained, and Instructor Gao was obviously taking the students for the first time, and he was a little overwhelmed, and finally blew the whistle, "Okay, let's go to the dormitory to change clothes." ”

The four-story old dormitory building cut the front and back yards, and Wang Yao visually measured that there were nearly 100 rooms, which showed the standing number of this unit.

The boys live on the first floor, and the girls live on the second and third floors.

There are eight people in a room with bunk beds, Wang Yao lives in one room with the other five classmates in his class, and the six people dare not go in as soon as they enter the dormitory, because it is too clean.

The floor tiles are spotless, and the quilts on the iron bed are stacked like tofu blocks, making people think they are some kind of art.

There was a window in the middle, a desk, and eight wooden cabinets on the wall, and nothing else.

"I've heard that it's best not to sleep in a bed during military training, so that you don't have to fold the quilt. Wang Lei said.

Another Sun He, who wore glasses, nodded, "I heard that folding the quilt is the most troublesome thing, and if you don't do it well, you will be punished." ”

"But if you don't sleep in a bed, where will you sleep?" the little fat man Zhou He scratched his head and muttered.

"Wang Yao, what do you think?" Wu Bo, who was tall and thin, turned his head to look at Wang Yao.

Wang Yaoleng paused, turned his head and looked at the little man beside him, who was the last male classmate in their class, called Zheng Xu, "What do you think?"

"You can't sleep on the floor. Zheng Xu rolled his eyes.

"I don't care about you, I'm going to sleep on the ground, it's cool in summer anyway. Wang Lei walked into the room, put his backpack in the cabinet, and began to dig things out.

"Will there be a return of moisture on the ground? Wu Bo squatted on the ground and touched the floor tiles, "It's easy to catch a cold when the tide returns." ”

"I don't need to train for a cold. The little fat man Zhou He smiled and took out a pack of snacks from his bag and stuffed it into his mouth, "Do you eat or not." ”

Everyone shook their heads and bumped all the way, how could they have an appetite to eat.

Eight beds, six people, Wang Yao picked the upper bunk by the window, left the lower bunk to others, put away his bag, Wang Yao looked at Wang Lei really spread a blanket on the ground, and said with a smile: "Even if you want to sleep on the ground, you don't have to lay it now." ”

Wang Lei was stunned and patted his head, "Yes, stupid." ”

Zhou He respectfully put the quilt into the cabinet, "If you don't cover the quilt, you don't need to fold it." ”

The others also learned to put the quilt up as it was.

Wang Yao shook his head helplessly, and when their group of 'smart people' were all busy, "Let's go, take the clothes, we will gather in half an hour." ”

The clothes were at the gate on the first floor, and the presiding officer was Song Qianqian and several other senior sisters from the clothing department, who were distributing clothes and shoes, and there was a smell of glue and cloth in the room. (To be continued.) )