After chatting a few words, the fat general sent the quartermaster and asked him to settle down with the iron slag and others.

Before leaving, General Richie left his desk and chased him out. First, he stuffed a bottle of wine to the iron slag, saying that it was brandy made at home, and asked him to go back and try it. Then he pulled him aside and said earnestly: "It's not a bad thing for young people to bring girls out to fight, but pay attention to the impact, after all, this is a military control area." Iron Slag nodded, and the fat general continued, "There are more men than women here, and they are all ruffians. Young people are certainly impulsive, and they always like to use force to solve problems when they encounter them. Sometimes a trivial matter can become a big thing. Sometimes when you take a step back and open the sky, if you encounter any trouble in the future, remember to come and discuss with me, my door is always open. ”

I didn't understand the first sentence very well, but I understood it all in the second sentence. What the fat general means is that he has two eye-catching chicks with him, which is easy to cause conflicts, and I hope he can restrain his temper and solve it through the Academy Alliance if there is a dispute.

Iron slag scratched his hair and said hello. Then he took Qin Ke'er and Mu Qianhe and left the rest center. Moments later, the trio, led by the quartermaster, arrived at the group's camp area. They walked around the gravel road, looked at five or six places, and finally chose an empty tent in the corner.

After determining the camp, the quartermaster said that he would go back to the rest hall to go through the formalities, and trotted away, while the iron slag led the two women into the huge empty camp. At this moment, there is only one light turned on in the tent, and it is not very far to see. There were scraps of paper and scattered sticks of wood on the ground, which looked like they had been dropped by the previous team.

According to the quartermaster's briefing just now, each large camp tent is more than 10 meters high, 30 meters wide, and more than 200 meters long. Barbed wire was placed between the tents and tents to clarify the scope of the camp and reduce friction between the teams.

About half an hour later, the lights in the tent were lit one after another. The quartermaster ran in and said that the formalities had been completed, the electricity had been connected, and they could officially use it. Then, he came to the door with iron slag, pointed to a small jeep powered by electricity, and said that this was the car provided by the base to the regimental commander. Iron Slag jumped into the jeep, took the quartermaster and the two girls to the tarmac, and began to arrange for personnel and supplies to be stationed in the camp.

After two hours of transportation, the mechs and various supplies were unloaded in the empty tent. Next, Bai Xiaoyun and Qin Ke'er took the registration book and placed the materials in different categories. The mechists drove their mechs to assist them in tidying up. The rest of the team found cleaning tools and started cleaning.

By 12 o'clock in the evening, all the supplies had been sorted out, and the entire camp had been simply cleared. At this time, the camp tent was divided into six areas, namely the mecha parking area near the door, the office area, rest area, accommodation area in the middle, and the innermost material warehouse area and weapons warehouse area.

After finishing the work, Tie Slag asked Tuoba to drive the two girls in a jeep to a women's camp near the rest center. Tuoba San patted his bald head embarrassedly, blushed and stammered that he was not used to getting along with girls. Iron Slag had no choice but to let Bai Xiaoyun send it, and the latter pursed his mouth and reluctantly left with the two girls.

Walking to the middle of the tent and looking at the rows of marching beds, Iron Slag exhaled deeply. Finally left the academy, and there is no need to worry about it all day long, for fear that when one is not careful, he will meet someone he shouldn't meet......

Tuoba San took the initiative to come over to help Tie Slag clean up the bedding and daily necessities, and he said as he did it, "Brother Tie, I'll be your orderly." ”

Iron Slag looked at the strong man who was almost two meters tall, frowned, and said, "Tuoba San, you are here to fight, not to do this." Tuoba San smiled stupidly, and said that when he was in the Green Snake Temple before, he was responsible for taking care of the great grandmaster's daily life, and he was used to doing these things. Hearing him say this, Iron Slag didn't say anything more, it was considered a tacit approval.

At this time, a member of the team came to the iron slag, gave a military salute, and said: "Boss, there is no water here, what should I do in the future?" ”

Before Tie Slag could think of how to answer, the voice of Deputy Regiment Commander Wang Hu came from behind him: "Ren Yunfei, it is the period of marching and fighting, and it would be good to take a bath once in three months." ”

"Oh." A team member named Ren Yunfei responded in frustration.

"Also, come back quickly, don't disturb the head of the regiment with a little." Wang Hu lectured.

"It's fine." Iron Slag waved his hand. Ren Yunfei suddenly grinned, tilted his body to look at the deputy head behind the head of the regiment, and said, "The boss said that it was okay." ”

"Don't be scared, the head of the regiment is good, I don't care about you." Wang Hu said with a straight face.

"Boss, then I'll get busy first." Ren Yun flew a military salute, and waited for the iron slag to finish nodding before running away.

Originally, Tie Slag didn't pay much attention to the etiquette of the army, but a few days ago, Wang Hu talked to him alone, saying that no matter how small the team is, it must be strict in military discipline. After all, it is a team that fights a war, and it must start from the details, otherwise it will become a mess when it encounters danger in the future. In the following time, Tie Slag found that Wang Hu, Porcupine, and Match all attached great importance to the etiquette and rules of the army, and Wang Hu was the most stable of them. After some consideration, he decided to appoint Wang Hu as the deputy head of the regiment to assist him in managing the team.

It didn't take long for Bai Xiaoyun to come back. When Tie Slag saw that everyone was gathered, he gathered everyone, took out the wine given to him by General Li Qi, and asked Bai Xiaoyun to divide it equally among everyone. After a while, twenty marching cups collided together, and the atmosphere became warm.

Iron Slag raised his glass and said: "My life is very simple, fight, make money, live a little better, cheers!" ”

"Cheers to the fight." "Cheers to the money." "Cheers to the regimental commander." "Cheers to a bright future." "Cheers to friendship." "Cheers to the sentiment." "Lean ......" and "Cheers to your friends." "Cheers to the beauties / Cheers."

Enthusiastic voices came and went, and the first night in the dark jungle passed. After drinking, the players went to bed. After the lights went out, Wang Hu and Ren Yunfei were in charge of patrolling the camp in the first half of the first night.

In the darkness, Iron Slag twisted his neck, pulled up the futon, and gradually fell asleep......

Nothing was said all night.

The next morning, the iron slag was woken up by a whistling sound. When I opened my eyes, I saw Wang Hu standing neatly dressed in a corner of the accommodation area, staring at the team members with round eyes. At this moment, he crossed his hands over his chest, his legs naturally apart, and stood steadily.

"From all the personnel below the regimental commander, get up and run, you only have ten minutes to dress."

"I'm logistical, non-combatant." Bai Xiaoyun shouted in pain.

Wang Hu looked at the iron slag with inquiry in his eyes, the latter nodded, and the former immediately shouted: "Again, all the personnel below the regiment commander." In this way, Bai Xiaoyun climbed up very reluctantly. Ten minutes later, everyone was dressed up, and under the leadership of Wang Hu, they started to run around the camp.

Although Iron Slag was the head of the regiment, he was embarrassed to sleep alone, so he got up and followed the team neatly dressed.

Bai Xiaoyun in front of him opened his mouth wide as he ran, stretched out his tongue and gasped for breath, looking very painful. Looking at Bai Xiaoyun's embarrassed appearance, Iron Slag couldn't help grinning. These little glasses with fine skin and tender flesh are time to exercise. Otherwise, if something happens, I won't even have the strength to escape.

At this time, two slender figures appeared not far away. Mu Qianhe and Qin Ke'er trotted all the way and followed behind Iron Slag. Due to the addition of the two beauties, the team members looked behind intentionally or unintentionally. Seeing this, Wang Hu immediately stopped, walked to the back of the team, and said to the two girls: "Sorry, please go to another place to exercise, thank you." ”

Qin Ke'er snorted and pulled Mu Qianhe into the tent. After the two girls left, the iron slag symbolically ran a few laps, and then returned to the barracks to discuss the issue of food with Qin Ke'er.

Qin Keer said that she could cook it herself, or she could eat it at the rest center. If you cook it yourself, you have to go to the town to buy food, and it is easier to eat it at the rest center, but it is expensive. In addition, the troops go out to eat canned marching food, which heats up on its own. Iron slag thought about it for a while, and said that he would eat in the rest center for the past two days, and go to the town in the afternoon to have a look.

Qin Ke'er grabbed the shoulder of the iron slag and said, "Okay, good~ I want to try your craft." ”

"No problem." Iron Slag said. He has always been very simple in cooking rice, water, and meat, and then throwing vegetables into it when it is almost cooked, and it is basically done. It's just that sometimes even he finds it unpalatable. However, he is from the Northern Wilderness, so he can eat enough food, and he is not very particular about the taste.

"Are you sure you want to eat what he cooked?" Mu Qianhe said sharply.

Qin Ke'er felt that there was some truth, and turned her head to ask Tie Slag, "Have you ever cooked?" ”

Iron Slag nodded and said, "Since I was eight years old, I have been cooking my own rice, baking my own bread, and roasting my own meat. ”

"It's amazing." Qin Ke'er sighed, "I haven't been in the kitchen since I was eight years old." ”

"We don't need a kitchen to cook." Iron Slag said.

"Then ......" Qin Ke'er asked in surprise, "How did you cut vegetables and meat?" ”

"Do you need it?" Iron Slag asked rhetorically.

Mu Qianhe raised his forehead and sighed lightly, "I knew he would say that." ”

Qin Ke'er didn't dare to continue asking, because there would be a serious question involved: Do you need to wash?

"I can roast gerbils, and everyone who has eaten them says it is delicious, but unfortunately there are no here, or I'll catch two and come back and let you try them." Iron Slag said.

"Gerbil...... It is...... Is it just a mouse? Qin Ke'er asked weakly.

"It's about the same, it's about the same, but the gerbil is much bigger." Iron Slag gestured with both hands to the size of a gerbil.

"Vomit ......" Listening to this, Qin Ke'er covered her mouth and ran out.

"What's wrong with her?" Iron Slag asked.

"I'm pregnant." Makichizuru explained.

"Is this ......" "Is it yours?" "It's okay with me." "It must be you, it can only be you." "It's not." "Want to be irresponsible? Men are like that, there is no good thing. "Uh......"