Chapter 305: There are not enough dolls, and the warriors come to make up

Is this right? ”

After hanging up the phone call with Ouyang, Chen Ming was a little melancholy.

The content that made Chen Ming entangled was nothing more than the behavior of Ouyang Qiu's family. As for Xiao Weiguo's lover being transferred to the director of the family office of the base, there is something that can ask her for help, but it seems a little irrelevant.

After being slightly entangled for a while, Chen Ming lightened this part of his thoughts. After all, it's useless to think too much. Plus the final outcome of the matter, it's still a good direction. From the original hostility of the three to the current two, in this way, he has successfully won a comrade.

Nodding proudly in his heart, Chen Ming put the phone in his pocket and turned around to return to the war room on duty.

The escort mission is relatively easy, and it generally belongs to the kind of small surprises that are constant, but there are no big risks. Especially in the civil strife in Evia, our escort formation showed off its muscles fiercely.

As a result, most of the pirates immediately turned around when they saw the national flag hoisted on the ship, without the slightest hesitation. This made Chen Ming quite helpless.

There is more and more to say about things on the ship, and less to say about them. Let's say less, the ship's special combat personnel have a lot of daily training, floating-point shooting training, engine and damage management training for officers and men, including scrubbing the deck, and the main gun. But if you want to talk about it, you can't talk about it.

Each department has a department head as the first person responsible for supervising the training, not to mention Yang Rui's group of people. On the entire 575 ship, except for a few old engine squad leaders and some missile squad leaders, they are the oldest.

Everyone knows what they are lacking at the moment, and it is perfectly possible for each to organize their own training for their own weak projects. In addition, Chen Ming himself does not like to meddle in things.

The regular training subjects on the ship were carried out in an orderly manner, and there was no need to impose interference. In this way, Chen Ming, the captain's life on the ship, suddenly became extraordinarily salty.

Get up every morning to make a cup of hot tea, and sit in the war room with Political Commissar Huang on duty. Around three o'clock in the afternoon, I went to the ship for a walk. Then wait until seven or eight o'clock in the evening to rotate with Deputy Chief Zou, who came to take over.

The only variable in this peaceful life is to meet once a month on the integrated supply ship. You can see the slightly fresh faces of other ships.

Fortunately, such days did not last long, just over two months later. A new batch of ships of the escort formation is about to arrive, and Chen Ming and others have also entered the countdown to return.

"Hey, isn't this Han Shijie's ship?"

The next batch of escort ships also came from the Yulin base. Political Commissar Huang, who had just gotten the specific list, immediately grinned when he saw the 570 ships on the list.

"Oh? Is it? Let me see. ”

Hearing the voice of Political Commissar Huang, Chen Ming hurriedly leaned over. After all, before leaving, he lived in Han Shijie's house for so long, and Chen Ming was still very concerned about the news about them.

Especially his little apprentice Qiao Qiao.

"It's a good pick at this time. Just in time for Qiaoqiao's junior high school, she brought her father here. ”

"Hey, what the are you doing. There is Director Cao in the family, oh no, maybe it will be District Chief Cao in the right time. Are you still afraid that Jojo won't go to a good school? ”

"I think you should wait and watch them 570 and 168 fight when the time comes."

Although people are in the Gulf of Aden, today's communication technology is developed. The little gossip in the base, but Political Commissar Huang knew it clearly, and after hearing Chen Ming's words, he couldn't help but come back.

"That's right. What's going on between 570 and 168, though? ”

After Chen Ming heard Political Commissar Huang's words, he smiled a little awkwardly. Indeed, as Political Commissar Huang said, the news that Cao Bingbing may be promoted to deputy district head is also known through the phone call with Ouyang.

Even just half a month ago, an officer in the base borrowed money from a colleague to buy a house for his younger brother.

As a well-known dog in the Yulin base, Ouyang himself seems to be a high-income group, and the two have no children, so they don't have much money for the time being. As soon as this incident happened, Cao Bingbing, who was responsible for helping to raise money, and Gong Xinhua and the others invariably hit Chen Ming with their ideas.

Maybe he was worried that Chen Ming would borrow money indiscriminately, or maybe he was trying to convince himself. Ouyang also mentioned very deliberately on the phone that Director Cao was in charge of taking the lead in this matter, and now he is selling her face. When she is promoted to deputy district head, it will be much easier for children to go to school in the future.

Political Commissar Huang's words evoked Chen Ming's memories. Chen Ming, who doesn't attach much importance to money, just forgot about this stubble for a while, and now he secretly cares about it.

"The question of 570 and 168 is a long story, Lao Han and Lao Xiao are not classmates. This old classmate gets together, and he likes to compare when he has nothing to do. It's just that the children of the two are still the same year, and the situation of Lao Xiao's children is not understood. Before, Lao Xiao's lover took him to study in other places, but Qiaoqiao, I know, his grades have always been among the best. ”

Hearing Chen Ming ask himself about the gossip in these bases, Lao Huang suddenly felt like he had been beaten with chicken blood. "Bang" put the teacup in his hand on the computer desk in front of him, his eyes lit up, and he spoke.

"So, I guess it's Lao Xiao Pinwa who hasn't fought Lao Han. Find a sense of existence with the fighters here, as long as your fighters win 570 in the competition, go back to see who is happy. By now, the fighters on the 168 ships know one thing, the competition can be lost, but 570, must die! ”

"Hey, Old Chen. Do you think this counts, there are not enough dolls, and the warriors will make it up? ”

Looking at the appearance of Political Commissar Huang's eyes shining and spitting everywhere, the two sword eyebrows, which were originally quite handsome, jumped up and down very appropriately at this moment. Looking at the war room, when the other soldiers heard this, they laughed and at the same time took it for granted. Obviously, it is not strange to say something to Political Commissar Huang.

"Okay, okay, just calm down. No, this is what I turned out in the box yesterday, I don't need it, I'll give it to you. ”

listened to the gossip of the base and the troubles of Lao Xiao. Chen Ming also happily touched out a bag of wolfberries, grabbed a handful and threw it into the teacup in front of Political Commissar Huang, sealed the bag and threw it on Political Commissar Huang.

"What the hell is this? Chinese wolfberry?! Yo, that's good stuff. It's a pity that I'm a hairy tip, if only I changed it to chrysanthemum tea. ”

Seeing the bag of wolfberries that Chen Ming threw on him, Political Commissar Huang happily accepted it. Chen Ming is still young, so he doesn't need this kind of special tonic for middle-aged and old men, just right for himself.

No, how can Chen Ming have wolfberries here? ?

"Don't look at me, I didn't bring it, and I don't know where it came from. Maybe Ouyang Said. ”

Feeling that Political Commissar Huang's suspicious gaze fell on him, Chen Ming hurriedly denied it three times. As soon as the words came out, Chen Ming knew that he was going to suffer.

Sure enough, the suspicion in Commissar Huang's eyes was gone, but the rest of his gaze was quite ambiguous. Even the eyes of the soldiers in the war room were playful.