Chen Ziqiang's thinness is comparable to Qin Yushu, although he is sitting, it can be seen that his height should be two or three centimeters lower than Qin Yushu, which is about one meter seven three four.

A pair of double eyelids that are neither long nor short, and can be said to be featureless, the eyes are full of melancholy, and a white and pure face makes him look almost sickly.

Chen Ziqiang's words were very few, and they were all asked by the enthusiastic Qin Yushu, and he answered briefly.

Taking advantage of Qin Yushu's attention and being attracted by Chen Ziqiang, Ruan Haocheng took off his satchel, which looked a little bulging after shoehorning the old clothes he had changed into, and hugged it in his arms, and reached in to sneak it in.

When he turned into the middle of his old clothes, he reached in and probed, and when he found the hard, small bulges scattered all over the place, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curved.

When he arrived in the county seat and lived in the guest house, he remembered that he didn't ask his daughter-in-law for a photo, and the insoles given to him by his daughter-in-law turned out to be the treasure he held in his hand, thinking about his daughter-in-law's delicate eyebrows, gentle and gentle words, and the unique fragrance that he couldn't tell.

When he got into the military truck, he was squeezed by others, and when he got into the car, he realized that the lid of the satchel had turned over to the back.

At that time, he only had time to briefly check whether a few things inside were still there, but he was embarrassed to take out the old clothes in front of everyone to check whether the insoles were still there.

Gently stroking each small bulge of the two insoles, Ruan Haocheng reluctantly reached for a few things on the top layer of the old clothes.

Because he only had the five yuan on him, when he was wandering around the county, he was reluctant to buy a good-looking, but somewhat expensive letterhead, and finally bought a notebook to write a letter.

In addition to the notebook, there is also a pen and a bottle of ink.

In addition to these, he also spent a dollar on a pink-purple scarf with shiny silk threads around the necks of many young girls in the county.

"Stand up, be quiet." A somewhat rough shout from the door of the carriage instantly woke Ruan Haocheng from his thoughts about Tian Xinmiao.

After a chaotic brushing sound, the carriage finally fell silent.

"Turn your back on all of me." This time, the voice was a little softer than before.

Ruan Haocheng, Qin Yushu, and Chen Ziqiang, along with the other recruits who were in the same direction as them, all turned back.

When he saw that the veteran who had just spoken out was not the battalion commander who seemed to be a little uncomfortable, but the other battalion commander who was talking to the battalion commander after he and Qin Yushu followed quickly, Ruan Haocheng's heart was inexplicably relieved.

The veteran moved back slightly, letting Wu Yingjie go to the front, and a decent smile was piled up on his serious face.

"From the moment you put on the military uniform today, you have officially become a soldier, whether you stay in the barracks for three years, or stay for a few more years after you turn from a compulsory soldier to a volunteer soldier, when you return home, you will be proud and proud of your military career in the past few years."

Wu Yingjie's voice was not rich, but it seemed to have an attractive magic, which made Ruan Haocheng, who was still a little ethereal in his thoughts, couldn't help but listen to him as if he was some mother-in-law's teaching.

About fifteen minutes later, Wu Yingjie's extremely short words seemed to have dropped a bomb in the carriage, which made the recruits in the carriage suddenly excited.

"From this moment on, this forty-six hour journey will be your first test as soldiers."

"Haocheng, did you hear it, we have to sit upright for forty-six hours."

Qin Yushu, who was excited to get on the train, glanced at the seat that was hard enough to fit three people's butts, and his big eyes, which were already a little abrupt, couldn't help but open as big as a copper bell, and the exclamation in his mouth rushed out like many recruits.

Ruan Haocheng's gaze swept the seat diagonally, nodded slightly at Qin Yushu, and then motioned for him to listen quietly, because from Wu Yingjie's unclear eyes, he always felt that what he said later seemed to be the point.

With a smile on the corner of Wu Yingjie's mouth, he took in all the reactions of the recruits in the carriage, and the light in his eyes flashed when he swept over Ruan Haocheng, who had a calm face and stood out because of his tall size.

Among the other people in the carriage, in addition to Ruan Haocheng, there was also a recruit who was about the same height as Qin Yushu, with a pair of good-looking almond eyes, a pair of eyebrows that skillfully matched those eyes, a nose with a slight hook, and a thin and moderate sexy lips tightly pursed, and did not join the somewhat enthusiastic recruits who were discussing because of the shock of this 'forty-six hours' journey.

When Wu Yingjie swept past the recruit, he couldn't help but glance at the recruit who was on his side, who was the same height as Ruan Haocheng and looked extremely capable, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Wu Yingjie's gaze slid to the most unscrupulous position in the carriage, where there was a recruit with long hair, a rookie hat wearing diagonally, and a button on the top of his shirt spread, surrounded by several recruits, and a recruit who spoke a little loudly caught his eye.

"Damn, why didn't those boys from the Armed Forces Department make it clear to the master, knowing that it would take so long to sit, I wouldn't agree to the old man to be a soldier anyway."

"Boss, don't worry, we'll give you a seat to sleep, we'll just sit on the ground."

"The seat is as hard as a slate, it's strange that I can sleep, sir."

"Boss, we'll put your clothes on you, put them on."

"That's, that's it, boss, the three of us should have enough clothes, pillar, don't you say?"

"I, I, I——, is, is—yes." A recruit with dark skin, a height of one meter seventy-two, a little lower than Chen Ziqiang, quietly looked up at Wu Yingjie, who was looking at them, and said resignedly.

"Battalion commander, I'll go pack them up." Zhang Cheng, a veteran standing beside Wu Yingjie, was really a little overwhelmed, and he stepped forward to walk over.

"Forget it, when you enter the barracks to practice and practice, you will be obedient."

Zhang Cheng frowned and swept the people again, and then raised his voice and shouted again: "Be quiet, otherwise immediately withdraw your seat and stand to your destination." ”

The word 'quiet' didn't do much, but most of the sentences that followed instantly quieted the carriage.

"Since everyone is willing to listen to me, then I will continue to finish the rest of the sentence." Wu Yingjie retracted the curvature of the corners of his mouth, and a little majesty was injected into his tone.

Originally, after dinner, the recruits were given mats that could be spread between the seats for one person to sleep, and a group of six people in two rows of seats facing each other discussed how to allocate two seats and three sleeping places on the mats.

Wu Yingjie deliberately emphasized that this is the real test for the recruits who have just become soldiers during this 46-hour journey.