The activities of military-local friendship were carried out happily in the tent of Uncle Xidu's house, and some nearby herdsmen also spontaneously rushed to Uncle Xidu's house after hearing that the People's Liberation Army was coming.

For a whole day, Uncle Xidu's cow dung was burned to the ground, and the two large iron pots propped up outside the yurt were steaming, and the herdsmen sat on the ground and cheered to their heart's content.

The Mongolian dance and the ancient horse-head qin allowed Zhang Junbao to appreciate the heroism of the children of the grassland and the ancient cultural heritage of the Chinese nation for thousands of years.

When the sun set, Uncle Xidu's house, which was singing and dancing, gradually quieted down.

Lao Geng and Zhang Junbao are going back to the station.

Uncle Xidu and the herdsmen present sent the two on the road with smiles on their faces, Zhang Junbao saw it clearly, and the eyes of those people were full of reluctance.

Lao Geng rejected Uncle Xidu's suggestion to send them back on horseback, which made Zhang Junbao speechless for a while, and the hospitable grassland children prepared a large bag of gifts for the officers and soldiers stationed there, and now they are carrying them on Zhang Junbao's shoulders.

"Okay, don't pout, you eat so much at noon, you should eat it."

Lao Geng seemed to see the unhappiness in Zhang Junbao's heart, and said a word to him, even if he gave comfort.

Uncle Xidu's house is twenty kilometers away from the thirteenth class station, and it is a lost road with no end in sight.

A white figure followed behind Zhang Junbao, it was Xiaobai who had eaten up.

Since the banquet at Uncle Xidu's house, Xiaobai has greatly improved his food, and even ignored the bones he usually cherishes.

The hospitable herdsmen threw him all freshly killed mutton, raw and cooked, and Xiaobai just beckoned to his stomach.

On the way home, Xiaobai's stomach became round, and he swayed even more when he walked, as if he was drunk.

He no longer had the strength to call at Zhang Junbao.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Lao Geng and Zhang Junbao walked back to the station of the thirteenth class, and they were greeted by four hungry veterans.

The soldier had a treacherous smile on his face, and before Zhang Junbao could enter the house, he had already taken the big bag on his back.

"Brothers, let's eat!"

"I'm just waiting for this meal to improve the food."

"It's a pity that there is no wine, otherwise this little day would have tasted good."

Brother Xiao Ma They seemed to have expected that there would be delicious food, and the four of them gathered around the table, and you said a word, and I muttered a word, but the movements in my hands were not slow at all.

Large pieces of hand-grasped lamb and cheese, as well as a large whole roast lamb chops and two roast lamb shanks ......, by the time Zhang Junbao reacted, the four veterans had already eaten.

"Uncle Xidu knows us quite well, knows that we are short of food, and sends so much."

Zhang Junbao muttered, and sat in his place with a small horse.

He needs to rest.

Twenty kilometers away, carrying dozens of pounds of weight on his back, he once again experienced the feeling of lead filling his calves.

Since he started to strengthen his physical training and now runs 20 kilometers a day, he has become accustomed to the feeling of lightness in his calves.

Now carrying dozens of pounds of things on your back and walking another 20 kilometers is indeed a huge pressure.

"Junbao, don't you feel tired now?"

Lao Geng didn't know when he was sitting next to him, and he was looking at him with a smile on his face.

To be honest, Lao Geng's smile is better than not smiling, no different from the Hong Kong movie star "Dasha" brother, who is born evil.

"Squad leader, it's not that I'm tired, it's that I feel like my calves are filled with lead, and I'm heavy."

"That's right."

Zhang Junbao was stunned, what is the situation?

Looking at Lao Geng's frightened face, Zhang Junbao's heart suddenly burst into an ominous premonition.

"Junbao, you're going to start training with full gear tomorrow, got it?"

"Hmm."

Zhang Junbao nodded indifferently, and watched Lao Geng leave, and his heart had become cold.

Fully armed training, a backpack alone weighs about 30 kilograms, that's a heavy load!

Thinking that he would have to run on the grassland with a backpack weighing dozens of pounds tomorrow, Zhang Junbao felt that his life was gloomy.

"Woo......."

Xiao Bai didn't know when he ran to his feet, and was lying on the ground, looking at him with four legs raised.

The look in his eyes was clearly asking for help, and his pitiful appearance made Zhang Junbao speechless.

Gently rubbing Xiaobai's round belly to help him promote digestion and absorption, and defecate as soon as possible, Xiaobai closed his eyes directly.

Looking at the corners of his grinning mouth, it was clear that it was too comfortable.

After all, the four veterans did not destroy the food they brought back, even if they specially did not eat dinner and left their stomachs.

Zhang Junbao put all the remaining meat into the kitchen water tank, and in the hot summer, there was only a trace of cool air left here.

At night, the dormitory was filled with the smell of mutton, but no one opened the windows to ventilate.

Maybe people are reminiscing about the long-lost taste, and they don't know when the next time they will eat this authentic grassland food, and they don't know if they can eat it again.

Lao Geng in the class is the twelfth year soldier, Xiao Ma is the fifth year, Da Fei and Da Bing are senior soldiers, and they are all facing the difficult choice of leaving the army and staying in the team, and this result will only be revealed in winter.

The next morning, when Zhang Junbao went out to train, a huge rucksack was already leaning against his bedside.

Looking at the prepared backpack, Zhang Junbao was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly, glanced at the other sleeping veterans, and found no clues.

He hasn't learned how to pack his rucksack yet!

Holding a backpack in one hand, Zhang Junbao quietly walked to the door, and when he passed by the table, he found that there was a prepared ammunition bag on the table, which had been inserted with four magazines and four Type 77-1 wooden-handled grenades for training.

The gun cabinet behind the door has been opened, and the Bayi bar that is usually used on duty is lying there quietly, waiting for Zhang Junbao to take him away.

Putting on the training equipment prepared for him by the veterans, Zhang Junbao ran to the depths of the grassland alone with Tianming.

A week after Lao Geng returned from visiting Uncle Xidu, Uncle Xidu and Uncle Ali Gulang hurried to the thirteenth class station on horseback.

Before he had time to drink a sip of cold well water, Uncle Xidu shouted anxiously.

"Squad Leader Geng, help!"

"Squad Leader Geng, something has happened to our flock!"

Hearing Uncle Xidu shouting for help, the people in Class 13 were all taken aback, and one by one they immediately put away their smiling faces and replaced them with serious expressions.

Zhang Junbao stopped training, jumped off the roof, and then pressed Xiaobai to the ground to prevent him from yelling.

"Uncle Xidu, don't worry, what's going on?"

"That's right, Uncle Xidu, speak slowly, don't worry, if you have difficulties, we will definitely find a way to help you solve them."

Lao Geng and Brother Xiao Ma calmed down the emotional Uncle Xidu, but it was impossible to explain things clearly by looking at him.

Everyone turned their attention to Uncle Ali Gulang, hoping to know what was going on.