Yu Siqi, who returned to the tent, almost fell asleep.

A large part of the reason why they didn't go to the stilted building was what the priest had just said.

"If we go back to the stilted building now, it's basically the end of the night. You will have to face the challenge of telling those who are hungry for the 'truth' what you have been through.

This is a waste of time and a drain on people's will. Especially considering that it's almost midnight, I personally think it's better to put it aside for a while and make up for the lack of sleep.

As for them, I'm sure they will have other ways to get information that is easy to 'inquire' about. ”

Father An's words not only made the tired Yu Siqi fall asleep smoothly, but also made Xie Chonggui, who originally planned to meet his sister, give up this idea for the time being.

Just like that, snoring soon came from the tent filled with the smell of disinfectant.

Their fatigue throughout the day can be said to be cathartic on the marching beds.

It's a pity that no amount of loud snoring can cover someone's reprimand.

Not far from the tent where they were staying, Di Mingjun was constantly bombarding a non-commissioned officer.

"I'll ask you again one last time, where did Zhang Jiu go? Now that such a big thing has happened in the barracks, he, the front-line commander, is actually gone? ”

The non-commissioned officer, who was at least twice as old as Di Mingjun, didn't dare to gasp when faced with the questioning of his superiors, and directly said in the most standard words, "Report to the chief, I don't know." ”

"Do you really not know, or do you want to continue playing dumb with me? I give you two choices, either tell me immediately where he has gone and what he has done; Or, you just pack your things and fuck off. ”

Di Mingjun slapped the table, so angry that he wanted to stomp his feet. How could he have expected that in this huge military camp, even a small battalion commander would dare to ignore him, the commander.

"If you go back to the sir, you just drove me home, and I still can only answer four words: 'I don't know'."

This cronie who has been staying by Zhang Jiulong's side is obviously very 'loyal'.

"Then you can get out of here for me now."

Di Mingjun pointed to the door angrily and said.

"Okay, I'll go."

The non-commissioned officer quickly removed his rank, put it in front of Di Mingjun, and then saluted.

Just as he turned around and was about to leave with a straight step, a middle-aged man with a fat brain walked over. He casually put down the bucket and fishing rod full of fish, and then casually glanced at the situation inside, and then immediately stood up straight in a very funny manner, and his fat right hand could not even salute properly.

I saw him ask very frightened, "Why are you here?" ”

"If something is so big, can I not come?"

Di Mingjun looked at him with disgust.

"Big deal, what's big deal? It's just a few deserters, and I've already told the pickets to go and arrest them. Rest assured, Commander, this is definitely not a big deal, and the results should be available soon. ”

Zhang Jiulong didn't seem to realize that what he said was completely different from Di Mingjun's reason for wanting to find him.

But fortunately, the cronies next to him who were supposed to leave, but did not leave, were very witty.

With a few whispers in his ear, Zhang Jiulong's expression suddenly changed from full of joy to full of sadness. He looked at Di Mingjun with a bitter face, and said vaguely, "I didn't expect such a big thing to happen."

"Then what do you think of, but tell me about it! But don't forget, you're here to fight, not to go out on an outing. You still have the leisure to go fishing by the river? ”

It's rare to have someone who can vent his anger well, and Di Mingjun naturally can't let him go easily.

"The Commander is so right, I really shouldn't have left my post without permission. But as long as I think about it, every time I am cooking, I can hear people under me complaining about the poor food all day long. I, as a chief, am also bitter in my heart!

No, while you have nothing to do, you want to use your own skills to improve their food! Who knew that such an appalling thing would happen at such a critical juncture. ”

Zhang Jiulong's deliberately squeezed crying not only did not satisfy Di Mingjun, but made him realize that this guy was just making excuses.

"Perfunctory excuses. Are you going to fool me like that? Don't think I don't know that your biggest hobby is fishing in the river. ”

Di Mingjun frowned, and the fierceness in his eyes became heavier and heavier.

A sense of oppression that he had never felt before instantly rushed onto Zhang Jiulong's body, making him feel so uncomfortable.

Zhang Jiulong, who was staring at him like this, took out the handkerchief he was carrying and wiped the sweat from his head. But the more he wiped it, the more he found that he was sweating like rain.

In a hurry, Zhang Jiulong finally chose to compromise.

"Please forgive the subordinates for their mistakes, and the subordinates promise that they will not dare again next time."

Zhang Jiulong's compromise was not a surprise to Di Mingjun, because he was sure that he would definitely make the other party admit this mistake. It's just that he didn't expect it to come true so soon.

"It's boring, I thought you could be more 'lasting'."

Di Mingjun turned his face away, looked at the non-commissioned officer who was standing aside and didn't dare to make a sound, and asked, "Didn't I tell you to get out?" Why do you dare to pestle here, who gave you this power? ”

"Adjutant Ma has been with his subordinates for many years, Commander, can you give Lao Zhang a face, don't drive him away?"

Although Zhang Jiulong didn't know what was going on, he still attached great importance to it when it came to the people around him.

"Since he's been with you for so many years, he must know where you've been and what you've done. But do you know what he just told me? Di Mingjun tried to imitate the guy's accent and said the words "I don't know".

It can be said that as he said the four words 'I don't know', Zhang Jiulong's fat face, which had been recovered with great difficulty, once again appeared a haze visible to the naked eye.

"It's actually a subordinate responsibility. It was his subordinates who ordered Adjutant Ma not to say anything to anyone, in order to keep it secret. Zhang Jiulong took the initiative to resist this responsibility, which surprised Di Mingjun a little.

Because according to his speculation, it should be the opportunity to drive the little non-commissioned officer away at this time.

"So, I misunderstood you?"

Di Mingjun stretched out his tone and looked at the adjutant Ma and asked.

"That's right, the Commander is definitely misunderstood. Adjutant Ma is actually a very honest person, usually whatever I tell him to do, he will definitely do it. ”

Zhang Jiulong hurriedly took over the conversation, not giving the Adjutant Ma a chance to speak.

"Forget it, since Master Zhang is back. Then let's go to the conference room to check the previous battle plan, there should be no problem, right? Remember to call all the cadres above the company level. ”

Unwilling to be entangled in such a boring matter, Di Mingjun, who continued to be entangled, strode past them and said.

"It's so late, why don't you do it tomorrow?" As soon as Zhang Jiulong finished saying this, he met Di Mingjun's gaze. Hurriedly swallowed his saliva, and added in a low voice, "No problem, no problem at all." ”

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