Just now, I was only listening to the company commander's impassioned speech, and I was relatively hungry, so I didn't pay attention to the bowl of noodles.
Now that he was full, Chen Ming remembered a report he had read in his previous life. It was the topic of "Insufficient Tools, Unsuitable Tea Cups" in an interview by the squad leader Xu Sanduo.
The basin in that show can be said to have been "hardened in many battles". It can be used in the kitchen, in the latrine, and can take time to go to the training ground in between. It is an artifact that is good at doing everything.
No matter how ignorant Chen Ming is, as the dean of discipline at a sports school in his previous life, he had heard the story of the "Little Yellow Basin".
This thing is a legend in every unit. The soldiers use yellow, and the armed police use green or white.
The uses are almost the same.
Wash your hands and face, this is the right way.
It is common to wash feet, take a bath, and wash PP.
Washing clothes, washing smelly socks, washing underwear, general operations.
Not only that, before the 12-year prohibition on alcohol, they used it to hold beer during military dinners. When they came back from a business trip without food, a few people used it to hold instant noodles.
During outdoor training, the large number of people blocked the dry toilets on the way, and they also served as cleaning and transportation tools...
"vomit..."
The more Chen Ming thought about the noodles in the bowl, the less fragrant he became. His stomach began to churn, and the white chicken breast was no longer attractive.
"Brother, slow down, are you going to vomit?" Wang Shuaibing, who was still feasting next to him, looked at Chen Ming with clear eyes.
"Eat slowly. If you are too hungry, eating too hard will definitely cause this."
"It's okay, I'm okay."
Chen Ming shook his head. Others in the cafeteria were eating, and he was the one who could make the sound of vomiting.
At this time, Zhao Lifei also looked over. He seemed to know what Chen Ming was thinking, and tapped the edge of the bowl with his chopsticks: "No waste is allowed. The prerequisite is to eat well."
"But if you hit too much, you have to eat enough."
"We came here to serve as soldiers, and it was the people who supported us. Every penny of military expenditures must not be wasted."
"You must also remember that if food is wasted in the army, the punishment will be very serious. Not only the individual, but also the squad leader and even the company commander may be implicated."
"do you know?"
"I understand." Chen Ming nodded quickly, flashing back to the big meal he had before in his mind, forcibly interrupting the memories just now.
It can be said that in just a few minutes, Chen Ming almost recalled all the happy things he had experienced before and the big meals he had eaten.
The army welcome noodles actually taste quite good. If you don't think about these bad things, anyone can enjoy it.
In the end, Chen Ming had no idea how he finished the bowl of noodles. Anyway, it was all in his mouth.
The veterans and squad leaders actively put away the dishes and chopsticks, and wiped the table clean in front of the recruits, instructors, and company commanders.
The canteen floor was mopped.
During the process, the new recruits were not allowed to intervene. Some people stepped forward to help, but they were rejected by the superior soldiers and non-commissioned officers.
This moved them so much that they almost burst into tears on the spot to show their respect.
After the dinner, Zhao Lifei led the team to buy daily chemicals.
The Supply and Marketing Cooperative is the name the squad leader calls it. The sign on the door is "Military Service Cooperative". It is located on the edge of the road leading outside from the recruit company.
The distance is not close, it takes nearly twenty minutes to walk.
Chen Ming didn't have much to choose from when he came in. He basically brought washing powder, shampoo, and toothpaste with him.
Take a walk around and buy a few bars of soap for later use. This thing is really versatile.
It is similar to the small yellow basin. In addition to taking a bath, it can also wash hair and clothes. Even if it is difficult to clean the rice bowl, it can remove oil.
Be prepared, you'll be fine.
After shopping, I returned to the dormitory. It was almost eight o'clock in the evening. It was October and it was getting dark outside around eight o'clock.
Zhao Lifei turned on the light and said, "You guys take a rest first and get to know each other."
"From now on, we will be comrades in the same class. From the beginning of training, we will be a collective."
"It doesn't matter that I haven't met you before. I just looked at the information in advance and can remember everyone's name. I hope you can integrate into the first class soon."
"Okay, I'll come over later and you guys can rest first."
Saw the squad leader leaving.
Chen Ming shook his head and put the soap into the locker. This man must always be serious and keep strangers away.
Or be gentle and make people feel easy to get along with.
But it happens that their squad leader has a bit of a dual personality. He was very serious when he came, but now he seems to be easy to talk to.
It made him feel a little unsure.
Several other people also put their things in the lockers. A recruit who looked very strong patted his chest and said with a smile: "Brothers, we will be comrades in arms from now on. My name is Dong Ke, haha, my name is a bit feminine." , a native of Shandong, I will arrange it for anyone who wants to climb Mount Tai in the future. My home is not far from the foot of the mountain, more than seventy kilometers away."
"Chen Ming is from Pengcheng. It should not be far from the military camp. If you go there during the holidays, I may have the opportunity to be your tour guide."
"My name is Wang Shuaibing, I'm also from Pengcheng, hehe."
"My name is Ma Dazhu, from Hebei Province. If brothers have the opportunity to go to my hometown, no matter which city, I will accompany you and provide one-stop service."
"My name is Xu Kai..."
"Zheng Quantong."
"Wei Chongchong."
"Su Pengfei."
"Wen Junchao."
"Zhu Guangzhi."
...
After a group of ten people introduced each other, Chen Ming was a little surprised. He originally thought that this group was all people from the Pengcheng Armed Forces Department.
It doesn't seem to be the case now. This group of them should have been separated after entering the military area, and recruits from other places were stuffed here.
No wonder I didn’t meet many familiar faces when I was divided into classes just now.
But this is fine, it would be lively if comrades from various provinces gather together.
Wang Shuaibing was a familiar type. When he saw that everyone had finished the introduction, he said with emotion: "Hey, what a pity."
"We don't have enough conditions in the military camp. If we were outside, everyone would have a drink together. Especially brother Chen Ming, he helped me a lot today."
"Be content. Anyway, I feel that our squad leader is pretty good." Ma Dazhu also had regrets, but he didn't show it so obviously.
"That's right, when I didn't come to join the army, I heard that the squad leader here was very cruel and liked to mess with the new recruits. There were endless tricks. I don't think it was as exaggerated as they said. We are not lucky."
Another recruit confirmed the squad leader's status in his mind.
Chen Ming stood nearby and shook his head.
These silly boys are still too young and don’t even know how to live with dignity.
Just by showing a little more enthusiasm in the cafeteria, I bought them all over.
It's not a good thing to go on like this.
When a storm strikes, those who are unprepared are often the ones who suffer the most.
Chen Ming believed in his own experience and what he saw and heard.
Team leaders from Hunan Province will never be very kind.
Maybe their hard times are coming soon.
This should be the calm before the storm.
