After wiping the gun, the second master picked up the knife to wipe the gun oil, this knife was like life in his hand, and the knife after wiping the oil was cold and light, and it was eye-catching.

It's almost dawn after tossing, and I asked the second master: "Shall we sleep"?

The second master stuffed the gun under the pillow, held the knife and yawned and said, "Sleep!" ”

As soon as I closed my eyes, the smile of the head chef and the smile of the female ghost of Juxian Lou were mixed together, and I appeared in a dream in turn, and I was shocked by the cold sweat all over my body, and when I opened my eyes, it was gloomy outside the locked window, and the second master of the next bed was still snoring, and there was a bamboo basket of food boxes on the table under the window, presumably breakfast was delivered.

Turned over and got out of bed, dizzy walked to the table and drank water, opened the food box, two bowls of rice porridge and pickles, just brought out a bowl of porridge, and found that there was a piece of paper pressed under the porridge bowl.

“31108721”。

There is such a line of numbers on the whole note, I hurriedly took out the one with "beware" written on it, and compared the two sheets, I found that the paper is exactly the same, although one is a Chinese character and the other is a number, it is difficult to see whether it is from the hand of one person, but I believe it is.

It seems that my guess is correct, this person is really in the base, could it be the second master? While I was asleep, he secretly pressed it to the bottom of the bowl, but I had seen his words, although not ugly, but not so neat.

Could it be Zeng Rourou? The logistics of the entire base were obedient to her, and it would be easy for her to put anything in our food box.

But if it's her, how can the note on the train be explained? After all, she wasn't present at the time, and the only one who was present twice was the second master.

I looked back at him on the bed and wondered, if it was him, who was he? What does this line of numbers represent?

"31108721", I whispered, my mind racing through everything related to numbers, the first thing that came to mind was the army number, but it was obviously too long.

Ordnance number? Someone's birthday? I even thought of the size of the uniform, but the numbers were equally long or short, and none of them were just right.

The second master suddenly turned over, I hurriedly put away the two notes, bowed my head and pretended to drink porridge, and I must not let anyone know about the notes until I am absolutely sure.

Then I thought, I was told to be careful on the train before, and now that someone is dead at the base, and I was given such a string of numbers when I was confined, what did this person want to say?

Suddenly, it dawned on me, could it be that the person who gave me the note was the murderer of the head chef? His purpose isn't to threaten me, is he?

For example, the first note meant that I should be careful, and when I saw that I didn't react, he killed the head chef and made an example of the monkey, but seeing that I didn't react, he notified me of my death date in advance? Could it be that this number represents time?

I counted the days with my fingers, as if the years, months, days, and hours had passed, but they all seemed to be a little far-fetched, and I was calculating, and someone was talking behind me.

"What's the matter?" Learned from the lame man surnamed Li? Ah, gruel. ”

I didn't hear the second master get up at all, this cold sound startled me, quickly put away my fingers, smiled awkwardly and got up to make way for him.

He looked at me embarrassed and said, "What's the matter, why don't you eat it?" Isn't that good? It's okay, don't take it to heart, this thing doesn't work from time to time, we will have a rich and prosperous life in the future, you really don't eat it? ”

I nodded and stepped back, he looked at me suspiciously, and then rode on the stool with one leg up, picked up my bowl of porridge, raised my neck and dried it all, and took out another bowl in the food box, soaked in pickles, and the two mouthfuls were gone, so I stood up and said: "What we are doing is the work of carrying the black pot, you don't need to be too serious, in fact, the head of the regiment is also benevolent to us, and you have the right to take a few days off."

As he spoke, he looked out the window, and I took the opportunity to slip the note into my pillow.

After a while, he let out a "huh" sound, and then said, "It's strange, why is there no one today."

I walked up to him and looked out the window, sure enough, it was supposed to be the time to go out for exercise, but the playground was empty at this time, and we were looking at each other in surprise, when suddenly a group of guards walked in front of the corridor outside the window, one by one tightly tied leggings, loaded with guns, and serious expressions.

The two of us were even more surprised, when we were in Dehua, only when the Huazi incident blocked the base, we had discharged a patrol, and there was no patrol at all.

We don't need a patrol here at all, because once the enemy can find and dare to attack this heavily guarded base hidden in the deep mountains and dense forests, not to mention the patrol, even the whole regiment will hit the stone with an egg.

For example, when I was in Dehua, I once half-jokingly asked the second master and Zeng Yongjiang: "How many people do we have to enter this base?" "They calculated for a while and told me that if the enemy does not use the air force, at least three regiments or more, because when selecting the site, all the offensive and defensive plans have been fully considered, and the surrounding mountains are high and dense, and the enemy's heavy weapons cannot go up the mountain, but if the infantry wants to encircle, it will take ten days and half a month just to climb the mountain, and here I am afraid it will take a year and a half.

Moreover, since the last incident, the selection and management of internal personnel have been even stricter, and there is almost no possibility of collaborating with the enemy and defecting.

The second master also wondered: "What is the purpose of forming a patrol?" Could it be that the head chef is the same as Huazi after his death? ”

I thought for a while and said, "It shouldn't be possible, the head chef hung so high when he died, if he changed Huazi, how could he come down?" ”

As he was talking, a figure suddenly flashed outside the window, and the two of us bounced up like frightened birds, and then a female voice asked outside the window: "Hey, Zhang Xiaofeng, how does it feel like to be confined and closed?" ”。

The second master looked at me, secretly stretched out a hand, gestured with a pistol, and then lay down on the bed, pulling the quilt from head to toe.

I was a little embarrassed and said, "I don't know that Miss Zeng came to see the joke, and I am ashamed to be ashamed." ”

Zeng Rourou said coquettishly: "Hmph, the oil cavity is slippery, and it is not good to follow that Cui Da to learn." ”

The second master lifted the quilt with a sigh, gritted his teeth and looked at me who was covering his mouth and snickering, made a grimace at me and covered his head, Zeng Rourou pretended not to see the second master's grimace, but also covered her mouth and smiled.

I asked Zeng Rourou in a low voice, "Why don't you today?" What's going on with the patrol? ”

She also lowered her voice and said: "I don't know, the sudden order was given in the early hours of this morning, and all the commanders in the base held a meeting overnight, and it has been reported to the sixth, and I haven't slept all night, and I'm sleepy." As he spoke, he stretched and yawned.

I asked her, "Then why don't you go back to sleep, why are you running here?" ”

She gritted her teeth and said fiercely, "See if you're dead," turned around and left.

I knew that I had said the wrong thing again, so I hurriedly called her: "Miss Zeng, don't go, I was wrong, look at my broken mouth," and pretended to slap myself.

She heard the slapping, turned around and walked back with a smile and said, "Okay, I'm kidding you, if you need anything, I'll bring it to you." ”

I nodded hurriedly, then beckoned her to come closer, she leaned on the glass with a puzzled expression, and I whispered, "I want two authentic Mauser cannons, the more bullets the better." ”

Zeng Rourou got up and stared at me for a long time, then leaned down and said through the glass, "Do you also think there is something wrong with the base?" ”

I nodded, she thought for a moment, nodded too, turned to leave, I: "hey" called out to her, she turned to look at me, I said, "You be careful".

She nodded solemnly, made a gesture to shoot, and walked away with a smile.

The rest of the time, the second master and I sat in front of the window, watching the patrols back and forth, and I asked him: "Second master, what do you mean by saying yesterday that the best result of the chef's death was done by the enemy?" ”

He looked out the window, lowered his voice and said, "I suspect there's something unclean in the base." ”

I looked at him with a puzzled look on my face and asked, "Second master, it's okay, we haven't been to Longtan Tiger's Den over the years, and we haven't seen the corpse mountain and sea of blood, how can we go back to our own territory and be timid?" ”

As soon as he heard me say this, he was anxious, and slapped his thigh: "Hey, I mean this time is completely different from the previous one, your kid hasn't grown up yet, what have you seen, I think when the second master was still the king of the mountain, I saw this with my own eyes." ”

As soon as I heard him talk about his origins, I hurriedly said, "Oh? Let's hear it. ”

Seeing that I was in a mood, he sat up straight and coughed a few times, and looked at me with straight eyes and stopped talking.

I looked at him inexplicably, he saw that I didn't understand and glanced at the cup on the table with his eyes, I immediately understood, took out the posture of running the hall back then, picked up the water cup and shouted: "Come on, master, the tea will be here soon!" ”

After making water and lighting a cigarette, it rained on the hazy sky outside the house, and a wet cold poured up from the ground, there was no brazier in the house, so we had to sit cross-legged on their respective beds, wrapped in quilts, and the second master frowned and said: "It's almost mid-May, why is it still so cold?" ”

I was anxious to listen to his life experience and urged him to speak quickly, but the more I urged him, the more energetic he became, slowly drinking a cup of water, smoking a few puffs of cigarettes, and finally slowly telling the story under the threat of my murderous eyes.