Chapter Forty-Seven: The Path Back to Camp The Fruit Problem

Chen Qiang was silent all the way back to the minibus, although a few unknown comrades-in-arms around him wanted to say a few words to him, but he was silent, everyone saw that he was not in a high mood, so they did not force to talk to him, but they were all unstoppably curious, but they didn't know what happened to him?

The driver who was able to return to the mountain early today drove very fast, because there were not many people in the car, and there were no other passengers on the road, so he drove to the first gate at about 4:20. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But no one got out of the car, and the veterans all knew that the inspection of this No. 1 gate was particularly strict, and if they were found without a leave slip, or if they were not dressed properly, the consequences would be very serious.

The driver often takes this route, and he knows it, and he doesn't want to get into trouble, so he directly detours the road and slowly drives the minibus to the gate of the logistics non-staple food base.

The five veterans scrambled to get out of the car one after another, and hurried back to their company to cancel the leave, and they didn't have time to be curious about this little comrade-in-arms anymore.

In the end, it wasn't until the driver shouted Chen Qiang a few times that he slowly stepped out of the car in a trance, still carrying two big bags in his hands. He sorted out the chaotic thoughts in his mind, raised his hand and looked at his watch again, it was only 4:20, and it was okay! This time is more than enough to return to the 5th Tank Battalion.

He quickly identified the direction, and after killing the pig last time, Platoon Commander Liu took him, Huang Jian, and Xu Hongbing from the gate of the logistics base, and there was a small road in the west to return to the 5th Tank Battalion, which was very remote.

He was more irritable now, and he didn't want to talk to anyone, so as to avoid meeting more people on the central avenue of the regiment.

Walking on the side road can also take a shortcut to save about 20 minutes of travel, just so that he can slowly adjust his emotions, and by the way, he can also look at Liu Jiamei on the road to what he sent, so that he can make up his mind how to deal with it.

After making up his mind, Chen Qiang sped up the speed of his feet, carried a plastic bag in each hand, and started the journey back to the camp along the path he had walked last time.

After he hurriedly walked for half an hour, he looked back, looked around for a while, and after making sure that no one was nearby, he took out a long hand, sat on the grass on the side of the road, rested a little, and slowly opened the bag given by Liu Jiamei on his left hand.

As soon as he raised his hand, he poured all the contents of the bag on the grass in front of him, good fellow! What a generous shot! There are four exquisitely packaged cigarettes, which you can tell at a glance that this is a lot of money; A small golden box contains a delicate and chic lighter, and it seems that this chick is still very careful!

Ah, there is also an envelope, open it and look at it, there is a thick stack of RMB inside, look at this thickness I am afraid it will not be less than about 10,000 yuan!

Frightened, Chen Qiang threw them all to the ground at once, and fell all over the ground, when he saw it, he hurriedly picked up all of them in a hurry, and then looked panicked, and put the money into the big envelope at a loss.

Then he looked around nervously, but fortunately the path was relatively remote, and basically no one walked.

What to do! Look at this, these things can only be brought back to the company first, and they can't be buried in a pit on the spot, which is too wasteful!

This money must be put into the company's storeroom and hidden in his luggage first, is this cigarette? Just go back and divide a point, the instructor and the company commander each one, when people are in the recruit company, they can send a lot of condolences to the recruit in the third company because they are drunk.

This secretary general, his platoon leader and squad leader, and squad leader Xu are two people per person! I smoke the rest myself, put it on the top bunk where I sleep, hide it in the ceiling above my head, and take a pack when I want to smoke it! Have a good time!

This fruit is even simpler, take it back to Lianli and put some on the table of each class when you eat at night, isn't it all done? After Chen Qiang summed it up one by one in his heart, he decisively went back on the road again.

Walking on the trail, because Chen Qiang had already calculated in his heart how to deal with the contents of these two bags, his mood was also extraordinarily relaxed, as soon as he had something to think, he was immediately distracted, and he didn't have the heart to think about the "constant cutting, sorting and messing" between him and the curator's sister and Liu Jiamei.

For the rest of the journey, he hurried and hurried, and finally returned to the mountain pass of the fifth tank battalion at about five o'clock, and then he settled down, put on his military hat, straightened his collar, fastened the wind and discipline button, patted the dust on his body, and then walked along the main road in the battalion to the company headquarters of the eighth tank company, and he knocked directly on the door of Du Bing's room.

After getting the instructor's order to "please come in", he slowly pushed open the door and walked in, then stammered to explain his intentions, and asked to bring one to the company commander Si Decheng, and then without waiting for Du Bing to react, he quickly escaped from the instructor's room.

After passing the door, he found Wang Shushu next door, explaining his intention to put things into the storeroom.

The clerk cooperated very well and took the key to open the iron door of the company's storeroom, and didn't ask him for any reason! After Chen Qiang walked in, he glanced outside uneasily, and after making sure that Wang Wenwen was not peeking at him outside, he quickly found his luggage.

After opening it, he hid the big envelope containing the money, thinking about whether he should go back and ask the platoon commander if there was a military service savings bank in the regiment, so that the money could be officially hidden.

After walking out of the storeroom, he thanked Wang Wenwen again, and then opened the bag containing the fruit, took out a large handful of fruit from it and stuffed it into the paperman's hand, Wang Wenshu had to lift the lower half of his clothes and take it down, and when he looked at Chen Qiang again, this kid had already gone away as if he had already slipped away.

He couldn't help but sigh for a while, this kid still knows how to be a man! What a courtesy! What a good comrade! There were a lot of comrades-in-arms who went out before, but I haven't seen anyone bring anything to him!

Chen Qiang returned to the dormitory in the third row, and saw that everyone had not returned to the row! He hurried to the top bunk, opened the ceiling above his head, took out a cigarette and hid it, and then closed the ceiling with a seam.

After getting out of bed, he took out another cigarette and opened it, and put it under the pillows of the platoon commander, squad leader Huang and several veterans, and finally put the two packets left on his body to give to the secretary general.

He rushed to the cafeteria again, put some fruit on each table, and then took some fruit to the room, and gave some to the cooking squad leader, and then found the secretary, winked at him, and the two of them came to the small river behind the room very tacitly.

Seeing that there was no one around, Chen Qiang quickly took out two packs of cigarettes and put them into the secretary's pocket, and without saying a word, he turned around and went back to the dormitory in the row, which made the secretary confused, but when he took out these two packs of cigarettes and looked at them carefully, he suddenly found that it wasn't the high-end goods of something or something?

I've heard of it before, but I haven't smoked it, and it is said that this bag costs dozens of yuan, which is worth Chen Qiang's allowance for a month, and this kid has just gone out and "made a fortune"! It seems that I still have to find a chance to talk to him! You can't go the wrong way!

When Chen Qiang returned to the dormitory in the platoon again, it was already half past five, and everyone had already come back one after another.

The comrades-in-arms all surrounded him and asked him long and short, Huang Qiang's squad leader was even more concerned about him, and asked him what was going on with his head, he dealt with the past vaguely, saying that there was no big thing, and the military doctor of the General Hospital of the XXXX army said that as long as you pay attention to rest, don't do heavy physical work or over-intensity training in the near future!

Then he took out some fruits on the table in the platoon, which blocked everyone's mouths, and the platoon commander saw that he didn't want to say more, and bought a lot of fruits, it must be nothing big, and he was happy for him in his heart, as long as his head was not injured, everything else was not important.

He saw Guo Zhixin looking at him non-stop, and then he suddenly remembered that he hadn't bought him a radio yet, so he had to walk towards him with deep apologies, and then whispered sorry to Guo Zhixin!

Fortunately, when he came out of the Tianchang Hotel just now, he had already given those trusts to the curator's sister in the car to help him send them!

The comrades-in-arms in the platoon looked at Chen Qiang with a smile while eating, and in this way, after more than ten minutes, the meal call rang again, and everyone walked out of the dormitory, lined up to gather at the door of the canteen, Chen Qiang followed the team, and re-embarked on the rhythm of normal army life.

After the roll call, the soldiers sang a song "Learning from Lei Feng's Good Example" with passion, and then walked into the canteen in order as usual, and came to the cabinet.

Some attentive guys also found that there was fruit on the table, so someone asked the instructor if there was fruit every time he ate in the future?

Du Bing was also confused, and after understanding, he knew that Chen Qiang bought it back for everyone when he went out, and he asked everyone to find Chen Qiang to solve this "fruit problem" when they were eating in the future, and for a while, the canteen was full of laughter.

At this time, the radio in the regiment also sounded, and the crisp and pleasant voice of the female announcer drifted into the hearts of the majority of soldiers: "The following is a draft from Chen Qiang, a soldier of the Eighth Company of the Fifth Tank Battalion, "I am a soldier":

From the bright lights, come to the green barracks. After several years of ups and downs, he was washed all over his body. Once lost, the world of light singing and dancing was originally a passing cloud! Now in the rain of bullets, the grinding and rolling tempering has created my iron bones! The real way to life is at your feet! The loud military song resounded in the sky, that is my eternal heart song, the great motherland, eternal peace! Rich and strong! ”

Du Bing looked at Chen Qiang and found that this kid was quite calm, and he actually gave himself and the company commander two high-grade cigarettes this afternoon, how many secrets does this kid have?

Why is it so wide as soon as you go out, is there something to hide from yourself! It seems that I still have to talk to this kid for a good talk! Don't let a "good seedling" be destroyed so silently!

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