At noon the next day, Gu Maolin hurried to the artillery company command platoon.
When he saw Wang Ke, he punched him on the shoulder.
"Thank you, monitor! I really did not misjudge the person. The leave has been approved. I will leave immediately to catch the afternoon train. We will see you in a week."
"Huh? How come it's been a week!"
"It's all thanks to you. The company finally gave me five days at home and two days on the road, a total of seven days of leave." Gu Maolin said excitedly.
"Okay, okay, be careful on the road!" Wang Ke thought to himself, the company is still a good person, which is tantamount to flattering the co-coordinator.
"Squad leader, I have one more thing for you. Lend me 20 yuan." Gu Maolin opened his mouth and said without being polite.
"How much, 20 yuan? You want to force me to death. I'm not done asking for leave for you. You also want to make me a rich man! Now I have a lot of money in my pocket, and I still have less than ten yuan. You can take whatever you want. Let's go." Wang Ke said in his heart, this kid is really trying his best, whoever gets involved with him will be unlucky.
"Monitor, you are so stingy! How can you be so embarrassed to take out ten yuan?"
"I really don't have any money, do you want it?" Wang Ke told the truth. In the past six months, not only did he fail to save money, but he has repeatedly been stretched thin. I have never been to a restaurant before, but I have been several times now. With his savings over the past few years, he helped Dawangzhuang Fu's wife build a house, and now he also has to support Li Xueying's tuition and books and miscellaneous expenses. There is also 60 yuan for the old beggar to buy nutritional supplements and visit Hu Xinrui and platoon leader Yanjiao...
It’s not like I printed the money myself, it’s only eight yuan a month. If it hadn't been for the fortress that Ye Xianqianfei gave him a hundred yuan subsidy during the final settlement of the joint inspection and archaeological team, he would have sold his pants long ago. This Gu Maolin borrowed money from others and blamed others for being embarrassed. It was really strange.
"Squad leader, please help me think of a way! At least help me get 20 yuan." Gu Maolin was almost begging.
"Okay, I'll help you come forward to find your fellow villager Hu Yanlou!"
"Monitor, don't look for him. He's even more stingy than you! You've never seen him buy cigarettes to smoke. He just rolls his own trumpets."
Upon hearing this, Wang Ke was dissatisfied. "Gu Maolin, that's called diligence and frugality, how can it be called stinging?"
"Okay, good monitor, you are right. Now you have to help me borrow money quickly. I still have to catch the afternoon train."
This kid is relying on Wang Ke anyway. So Wang Ke immediately went to the wireless squad leader Huang Zhonghe and borrowed another 15 yuan from him.
Wang Ke walked up to Gu Maolin and handed him 23 yuan. "Get out of here! Do your best to be filial when you get home. If anything happens, you have to take advantage of the situation and be sure to return to the team on time!"
The last sentence is the key point. "Don't worry, monitor." Gu Maolin left happily.
Wang Ke knew that Gu Maolin was evil, so he had to warn him again and again. If there is an over-the-counter fake, not only the deputy company commander Lu Zeran will be dragged into the water, but also the ordnance section chief Shen Longcheng and the direct team leader Han will be dragged into the water.
After sending Gu Maolin away, not long after, the reconnaissance team gathered again. Since we were cleaning the ammunition depot this morning, we had to continue cleaning the ammunition depot of the munitions unit in the afternoon.
There is a reason for this adjustment. In comparison, since the ammunition depot is built semi-underground, its thermal insulation performance is much better. There is sunshine in the afternoon, and the quilt storage on the ground will not be so dry and cold.
The reconnaissance squad lined up and arrived at the regiment headquarters to be loaded into the warehouse. After entering, with the cooperation of an assistant, the afternoon work progressed very quickly. Practice makes perfect, and everyone began to become proficient in their movements. Registration followed, and counting began. Soon, the time came to around five o'clock in the afternoon, and the warehouse was basically cleared.
However, I don’t know what to do with the piles of cloth in two large cardboard boxes in the corner.
The assistant looked at it again and again and said to Wang Ke: "I don't know what year it was put here. It was originally used as a gun cleaning cloth, but now it is rotten. It is no longer needed. Throw it away!"
Now that they were about to be thrown away, a few people from the reconnaissance team cleaned up the pile of cloth on the ground next to the two large cardboard boxes, put them into the large cardboard boxes, and carried them out. Wang Ke, who couldn't fit the rest, found a smaller box and packed another box.
"That's it for today's tasks. You can go back first. See you tomorrow afternoon!" The assistant locked the door and left the quilt storage warehouse first.
"Squad leader, let's throw these three boxes of rags into the trash can!" Luo Shaohuan suggested.
"Okay!" Wang Ke said.
So Luo Shaohuan and Hu Yanlou carried one box, Niu Suozhu and Song Ruimin carried another box, Wang Ke himself moved a smaller box, and the five of them carried it to the trash can behind the boiler room.
"Wait!" Wang Ke, who was following behind, suddenly felt that it would be a pity to throw away these three boxes of cloth. Maybe I can search for it and piece it together to make a blanket for the cooking class! "Let's carry it back, carry it back to the platoon!"
As soon as they heard squad leader Wang Ke shouting from behind, the four soldiers in front turned around again, carried the two large cardboard boxes, and walked towards the artillery company. Wang Ke himself was still carrying the smaller box and followed behind.
When they arrived at the platoon, the five of them placed the three boxes heavily on the ground.
"Squad leader, these rags are so heavy, can there be grenades in them?" Song Ruimin grinned his big mouth exaggeratedly, took off his hat and threw it on the bed, sweat all over his head.
"What treasure did you pick up?" Huang Zhonghe, the wireless monitor who just walked in, asked.
As soon as Wang Ke saw the old squad leader coming back, he immediately stood up and said. "I went on a business trip today and ended up with three boxes of rags that were used to clean guns. The assistant asked me to throw them away as garbage. I think it's a pity. I want to wait until I get back from dinner to find something bigger among them, which I can give to the cooking class. Let’s make cage cloths. For smaller ones, our platoon comrades can make sweatshirts?”
"Sweat rags! This is fine. None of their new recruits wear them. We have used gun wipes before. This is a good idea. Oh, let's eat first."
With that said, the platoon leader on duty outside the house blew his whistle.
This is the whistle for dinner!
In principle, each company in the barracks does not blow the bugle, and the platoon leader's whistle is used to direct everyone's daily routine. So veterans make it up like this.
One is long and the other is short, holding a basin and a bowl;
Gather in front of the door; one long and two short;
Single leader gets up, double leader lights out;
Urgent gathering, urgent full short.
Song Ruimin immediately ran to the cafeteria. Today he was the on-duty member of the class, and he had to go to the washbasin to prepare meals and dishes for everyone.
Other comrades, carrying their own lunch bags made from towels, filled with their own tableware, lined up in front of the door, and then walked to the canteen in unison. After singing, they could eat in the canteen.
After dinner, I returned to the command row, but the people in the room were too chaotic.
If we pack up those rags now, our activities inside the house will be restricted. At 6:50, the whole platoon will gather again and go to the military club to watch the news broadcast on TV. Let's wait until the comrades leave.
"Squad leader, let me stay and help you clean up!" Hu Yanlou took the initiative as always.
"No, I can be alone, you all go watch TV." Wang Ke felt that it was quite hard after working all day, and watching TV at night was the only way to relax.
"Reconnaissance squad leader, I will accompany you to clean up here tonight." The speaker was Huang Zhonghe, the wireless squad leader. He didn't like the excitement to begin with, and he was an old squad leader, so he usually had a lot of say in the platoon.
"good!"
After a while, one long and two short assembly whistles sounded at the door, and the entire platoon of soldiers took Maza out to line up.
As soon as everyone in the platoon was gone, Wang Ke, with the cooperation of wireless squad leader Huang Zhonghe, dragged the three boxes to the middle of the room and turned the boxes upside down one by one.
First throw the small box aside, and then pick up the rags under the two large boxes.
With a "crash", a big box was pulled out. There were two neatly tied bundles of paper on top of a pile of rags. It turned out that the box was heavy because there were two bundles of things at the bottom of the box.
"Hey, what is this?" Huang Zhonghe, the wireless squad leader, held up a bundle of well-wrapped papers. On a piece of paper, the words "People's Victory Redemption of the Second Tranche of Public Bonds" and the year 1951 were written with a calligraphy brush.
Wang Ke quickly picked up another bundle, which was the same as the previous bundle, except that the words "National Economic Construction Public Bonds" and the year 1955 were written on it.
Wireless squad leader Huang Zhonghe went to find a knife and wanted to cut open a bundle to see what was inside?
"Old squad leader, stop moving. Maybe this belongs to the munitions department and we need to return it."
As soon as Huang Zhonghe, the wireless squad leader, heard that it made sense, he put the two bundles in the small box that he had almost thrown away before.
Wang Ke hurried to the company headquarters to call the munitions section chief. After dialing the section chief's home phone, Wang Ke said: "Report to the section chief, we found two bundles of bonds in the rag box that was thrown away today. , I don’t know if this thing is useful.”
The commander of the munitions section burst out laughing when he heard this. "Wang Ke, right? You have a very good sense of responsibility. But these two bundles have been scrapped for a long time. They were scraps brought back from other people's banks when there were three armies and two armies. They have been kept in our warehouse for ten years. Well, you can just throw it away, or you can keep it as a piece of paper to light the stove. Is there anything else?"
"Report to the section chief, no more. We will continue to sort out the other warehouse tomorrow afternoon. Okay, goodbye section chief."
Wang Ke returned to the platoon. When I thought about it, although they were just two bundles of waste paper, they recorded a piece of history of our country, so I might as well preserve them. When he told Huang Zhonghe, the wireless squad leader, the old squad leader also laughed.
"You can keep it if you want, but you need to find a dry place to store it."
Wang Ke quickly emptied his empty grenade box and put the two bundles of expired government bonds in it. His unintentional move kicked off Wang Ke's collection. As for whether these two bundles of canceled bonds have any value, we won’t know until we meet Professor Wen, but that’s a story for another day.
My own small grenade box was filled in no time. There were twenty stacks in each bundle, one hundred sheets in each bundle, and two bundles equaled four thousand sheets. But there is no place to put my notebook, some training books, maps and other things.
Wang Ke thought that after the regiment ammunition depot was sorted out, he must find Shen Longcheng, the chief of the ordnance section. Give each comrade in the class an empty grenade box, and you need a larger shell box.
Now, he quickly packed up and was going to the dormitory at the back. Go to the lower regiment's family compound with the second platoon leader to see if the first platoon leader needs help. According to custom, people who are in confinement need to be isolated. Fortunately, the family home also has an inside and an outside. Meeting the platoon leader is the point. The key is to think about how the little baby is doing.
