Chapter 633: The belated Chinese New Year's Eve dinner
"Wrong?" Zhang Hui pretended to be serious and said: "Tell you, Han Zixuan, the political commissar can't come down to investigate this matter in person, even if it is our special forces, we have to let people visit the house normally, right?" ”
Han Zixuan said: "Captain, I don't believe you let the political commissar come down and ask them one by one." These boys all said that they wanted to study hard, so they didn't want to go back for the time being. ”
Zhang Hui glanced at the shooting range in the distance.
All the team members rushed to the target like tigers, the automatic rifle ran out of bullets, and the pistol was replaced in a very fast moment, and the target in front of him was turned into a hornet's nest.
"The momentum is good, but I don't know how accurate it is."
"Do you want to go over and check it out?" Han Zixuan said: "The captain personally accepted the inspection, and our hunter detachment is full of brilliance. ”
"When did you learn this oil cavity slippery tone?" Zhang Hui waved his hand: "Han Zixuan, I am very annoyed by this attitude, you know, don't come with me!" ”
"Yes!" Han Zixuan hurriedly stood up: "I was wrong. ”
Then he smiled and said, "Captain, you're here today, not just to knock me about visiting the family, right?" ”
"Of course!" Zhang Hui said: "I'm here to eat. ”
"Rubbing rice?"
"Isn't it weird? I'll see how your hunter detachment is fed, no? ”
"Okay! Yes! Make dumplings tonight, Captain, you are just right! ”
Han Zixuan turned around and shouted to Zhang Zhiang: "Old Zhang, close the team, go back to make dumplings!" ”
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"All in the cafeteria! Let's make dumplings! ”
The cooking squad leader walked into the row room and shouted at the members of the hunter detachment who had just returned from the training ground: "Go to the canteen and help make dumplings!" ”
As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately covered his nose and said with a look of disgust: "It's the New Year, you don't clean up after yourself, the smell on your body, no wonder a few rats have died outside the row house in the past few days, and you dare to smoke to death." ”
Maybe it really stinks, and the cooking squad leader exits the row room and stands in the hallway.
"Hurry up, remember to wash your hands! Don't make dumplings that smell like those on your feet, the captain is here to eat tonight! Captain Han said, for the sake of your hard training, I will make up a big meal for you tonight, which is considered a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner. ”
After the cooking squad leader finished speaking, he turned around and left.
"Captain eating here?" Su Huikai said: "It's rare! We've only been back for a few days, and the captain has come to the door in person, is it for us to pay a New Year's greeting, right? ”
"At the shooting range just now, I saw that the captain and the Han team were chatting there for a long time, and I don't know what to talk about?" Zhang Yuyi said: "But the captain looks so excited like that, is there something good for our detachment?" ”
"What's the good thing?" Xu Zhipeng said: "If we can rest for a few days and not train, that is the biggest good thing. ”
After speaking, he stretched.
"Since I joined the hunter detachment, I have been either here or there for the past few months, either in the field or at the border, either damn mountain sniping or actual mine demolition, and I haven't been comfortable in bed for a long time."
Ji Wei from Class 2 said: "Lao Xu, just think about it, it's not dark yet, it's okay to dream when it's dark." Didn't you see what was written on that wall in our training base? The most comfortable day was yesterday! ”
"I said that you people, you are afraid of hardship and tiredness, and comfort is reserved for the dead, not for us special forces members." Zhuang Jielong couldn't help but interject, "When you become a special soldier, don't think about comfort, think about comfort, go to logistics." ”
Zhuang Jielong's words immediately caused a lot of laughter and ridicule.
"Look! What is training activists, our Comrade Zhuang Jielong is! ”
"Zhuang Jielong, wasn't you the first kid to faint last time when he was conducting anti-interrogation training in the mountains? When I saw your kid being carried away on a stretcher, he opened his eyes and peeked at us, saying, are you pretending to be dizzy? ”
"Dog, do I Zhuang Jielong look like that kind of person? I really couldn't stand it that day, but I didn't surrender, did I? ”
The solemn man who did not participate in the discussion sat on the small bench, took off his combat boots, held them in his hand and raised them under his nose to smell them.
"Smell the good spirit."
After saying that, he picked up his socks and put them under his nose and sniffed them.
"Sniff it, relax your muscles and rejuvenate!"
Xu Xingguo, who was sitting on the side of the bed opposite him, witnessed this scene, and his stomach suddenly rolled.
"Perverted!"
With that, he covered his mouth and left.
solemnly raised his socks towards Xu Xingguo, who was leaving, and shouted: "Old Xu, what are you running, it's really refreshing." ”
Su Huikai saw that Zhuang Zheng did this, and he also learned to do this.
Sniffed, sniffed, and said, "Don't you think it stinks, isn't the cooking squad leader exaggerating?" ”
Serious smiled on the side: "It's not that it doesn't stink, it's because the socks and shoes are your own, just because you are in this mountain, of course you don't feel anything, and it's natural to get used to it." ”
Su Huikai suddenly grinned: "In the future, if anyone is tired and asks each other about their stinky socks, isn't that more refreshing than the wind oil essence?" ”
"Hahahaha!" Laughing solemnly, the socks were very past: "Old Su, I'll give you a refreshment first." ”
"Fuck off! You shitty pervert! ”
The two chased one and ran the other, and the row room was suddenly filled with laughter.
This is a rare light-hearted scene for the hunter detachment.
For special forces members, the daily fun has to be found in boring training.
A stinky sock and a stinky shoe can also be happy for a long time.
Don't look at the soldiers of these special forces who are coaxing one by one on weekdays, but when it comes to making dumplings, it is the old comrades who have encountered new problems.
That night, all the tables in the small dining hall were carefully scrubbed by the cooking team, wiped dry, sprinkled with flour, and then everyone took the noodles and mixed them with the ingredients, and made their own dumplings to eat.
However, the dumplings wrapped by these special forces are not good, one by one crooked melons and cracked dates, they are not evenly pinched, and they have been despised by the soldiers of the cooking squad for a long time.
Captain Zhang Hui was no exception, at the cadre table, he also rolled up his sleeves and went down in person.
While making dumplings, he was chatting with Han Zixuan.
That belated Chinese New Year's Eve dinner gave a hint of warmth in the serious barracks.
Zhang Hui left after eating, and Han boasted that he blew the whistle and gathered everyone.
Standing in the team, solemn muttered to himself in his heart, happy times always go so fast......
Is it time to train again?
"If you don't train tonight, I'll give you a night off!"
The news announced by Han Zixuan made the soldiers in the team almost jump with joy.
"Aren't you happy?"
Seeing the joy on everyone's faces, Han Zixuan started his signature "Korean question" again, and no one would ever want to answer.
The solemn heart that had floated to the sky fell to the ground with a bang
Normally, as long as King Han Yan asks like this, something will definitely happen.
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When I was writing this chapter, I suddenly remembered the dumplings of the army and missed them......
I don't know when I will have the opportunity to sit down with my comrades-in-arms, make a meal of dumplings, and talk about the past......