Before ten o'clock the next morning, the Perak surveying and mapping team arrived near the ammunition depot west of Lettuce Village.
Gu Maolin is too familiar with this place. Although he only served here for more than a month and was transferred from the original machine gun company, for Gu Maolin, it was tantamount to being reborn.
While eating at nearby Gengjiazhuang at noon, Gu Maolin took a look and immediately asked for leave and walked directly back to the barracks. He was not wearing a military uniform today and had no idea how he could get through the gate.
Gu Maolin came back in just over an hour, which was beyond Wang Ke's expectation. And seeing him, Wang Ke was even more impressed. He actually had a crew cut, and was carrying a thermos in one hand and a snakeskin bag in the other. With his shirt tucked into his pants, he looked very smart.
"Report to the monitor that I'm back."
"Hey, no wonder a mute sun came today. It turns out that Gu Maolin has changed!" Before Wang Ke could say anything, Song Ruimin took the lead and ran over, waving to Niu Suozhu and Zhao Mingming who were standing at the front.
"Come on, come on, let's eat some popsicles." Gu Maolin greeted and opened the lid of the thermos in his hand. Inside was a thermos of candied haws popsicles. He really brought them. For the popsicles, I actually bought a thermos. Everyone rushed forward. Song Ruimin, with quick eyesight and quick hands, grabbed the thermos bottle and poured it out. The small thermos bottle actually contained more than a dozen.
"Everyone take a rest for a while." Wang Ke shouted.
Liang Xiaolong on the side took a few popsicles, handed one to Section Chief Chang Gaofeng, and one to Wang Ke, then took one and ate it under the shade of a tree on the side.
"Aren't you going to eat? Gu Maolin." Wang Ke asked Gu Maolin who was standing there.
"I ate at the service club." Gu Maolin said, putting the snakeskin bag in his hand into the basket of the black donkey's carrier.
"Wait a minute, let me see if there's anything good in it." Niu Suozhu, who ran over, didn't grab the popsicle, but went directly to get the snakeskin bag.
"Yes, yes, there is indeed one. I almost forgot. There are letters from everyone in it." As he said that, Gu Maolin helped Niu Suozhu take out the letters inside.
"Squad leader, you still have the most, seven letters!" Gu Maolin handed over the letter, then threw away another white thing.
Wang Ke had quick eyes and quick hands and caught it. "What is this?" He shook it open and saw a brand new sweatshirt. "Gu Maolin, you can do it. How did you accomplish so much in such a short time? How much did it cost?"
"What's the point? You learned the co-ordination method from the squad leader. Buy the thermos and cloth first and give them to the tailor shop next to the service club. Give the thermos to the cold drink room. Then go back to the company to get the mail, get a haircut, pick it up and leave in time. Just right." Gu Maolin was a little proud.
"What is this?" Niu Suozhu squatted on the ground and took out a few more items from the snakeskin bag.
"Be careful, be careful!" Gu Maolin reached out and took it.
On the ground, a hair clipper and a razor were poured out, as well as a pair of hair scissors, a comb, a brush, and a barber's cloth. There is also a small thin cloth bag and a small box.
"What is this?" Niu Suozhu asked.
"I bought a flute and a harmonica." Gu Maolin replied.
"How do you have any entertainment skills?" Song Ruimin ate a popsicle and handed another one to the cow lock.
"I just want to learn it! What else can we do if we exclude playing gongs and drums? I don't have a guitar. I'm going to buy one when I have time!"
"Old problem, I'll go with you when I have time. I'll buy one and we can learn together." Liang Xiaolong came over with a smile on his face. Since the flood rescue in Nanshao Village, the whole class has forged a deep friendship. We are not brothers. Better than brothers. Gu Maolin prefers to call Liang Xiaolong "recruit egg", while Digua Liang Xiaolong calls Gu Maolin "old problem (soldier)".
"Go, go, you new recruit, if you call me old, I'll wet my pants." Gu Maolin was angry.
This kind of intimacy and joking made Section Chief Chang Gaofeng on the side laugh secretly. He had never been so close to a group of young soldiers for food, accommodation and work, and his whole body and mind became younger.
This kind of intimacy makes Wang Ke very comfortable, but he also knows that if Gu Maolin shows off his stunts, Liang Xiaolong may not be the only one to wet his pants.
"Maolin, do you really plan to learn a musical instrument?" Wang Ke asked.
The southern sun flashed in front of my eyes for a moment. I haven't felt this way for a long time. A scene suddenly flashed before Wang Ke's eyes. In the dense jungle, they were standing in the grass, surrounded by enemies on all sides. Amidst the sound of gunfire, Gu Maolin actually took out a piccolo and played it gently, but except for There was a slight breath, but no sound was made, and the surroundings seemed like artillery shells exploding, and the enemies fled in all directions like mowing grass.
Is this a game or time travel?
How could it be possible to go to the battlefield? In times of peace, there is no war to fight.
Wang Ke calmed down. Apart from the dazzling sunlight, there were early corns and edamame in the distance that were already half a man tall, all green.
The battlefield, the battlefield, being a soldier is all about fighting. Only soldiers who come out of the battlefield are more qualified to be generals. Wang Ke thought that what just flashed through was not a dream or a scene, but a real battlefield.
But Wang Ke is very concerned about his own perception, and he knows that this is by no means an unprovoked flash. There must be some kind of inevitability. Just because it won't happen tomorrow doesn't mean it won't happen the day after tomorrow.
He looked at Gu Maolin again, and Gu Maolin stood up in front of him. "Monitor, you are so good at what you do, I have to learn from you and think hard about these instruments."
"Ouch! What are you putting in this broken bag? Why is there an awl?" Niu Suozhu frowned and took out an awl, a pair of flat-nose pliers and a bundle of wire from the snakeskin bag.
"Maolin, what did you buy these for?" Wang Ke asked.
"Squad leader, I think our squad is performing a mission outside. We have to deal with haircuts and shoe repairs by ourselves. If you can do it, I can do it too. If you can repair shoes, I can also repair shoes. Our reconnaissance squad does not ask anyone for anything. I If I hadn't thought you didn't take good care of it, I wouldn't have spent the two cents just now."
"Go away, I don't know yet. You got your hair cut at the barber shop next to the service club, right? I know that the barber is the sister-in-law of Director Luo of the service club. You grew your hair so long because you wanted to get it done by her on purpose, right? !" Wang Ke said deliberately with a straight face.
"Hey, squad leader, you don't slap people in the face, you don't expose flaws. Why don't you pick up the pot? I'll let you know all these little secrets. How can I get along in the class in the future?" Gu Maolin He also replied playfully.
"Niu Suozhu, put my letter into the snakeskin bag first. I don't have time to read it now. I will go to the village for lunch immediately. Today we will try to drive this road to the exit of the Beijing-Guangzhou line and return to the apple orchard as soon as possible."
"Yes!" The whole class stood up. Niu Suozhu took the letter, turned around and put the thermos and snakeskin bag into the little black donkey's basket. Everyone packed up their equipment and walked towards Gengjiazhuang.
After lunch, the Perak surveying and mapping team immediately started working. A little after three o'clock in the afternoon, they finished driving the last pile at the exit, which was exactly the same as Song Ruimin's calculation. Not only was the direction angle corrected to perfection, but the altitude difference of the road was also corrected to within ten centimeters. We are now doing the calculation and verification of the return, which should be completed in half an hour.
Wang Ke pulled Gu Maolin aside and handed him two ten-yuan bills. "Maolin, have you spent all three months of your allowance today?"
"No, not all spent."
"Come on, you take it first. Later you go to the train station to buy some meat, some braised vegetables, and four bottles of liquor. The rest is yours." Wang Ke whispered.
"Monitor, you are a rich man! Where did you get so much money?"
"Shh! Be gentle, go and come back quickly." Wang Ke didn't want to explain to him. The last time Ye Pianqian came back from driving the excavator, she still forced him to give him a hundred yuan. She didn't want Wang Ke to live too frugally. Man It is right not to be lavish, but you cannot have nothing in your pocket. Especially after becoming a squad leader, I need to care about others more.
Wang Ke asked Gu Maolin to go shopping today with two plans. The first is to celebrate the success of the whole class. At the same time, I would like to thank Section Chief Chang Gaofeng and Uncle Liu and his daughter from Apple Orchard. This house is for free and the things in the house are for free. Second, he has to rush back to Nanshao Village this week to burn the bottom of the pot for his godfather Dong Pianfang, so he has to bring two bottles of white wine.
"Okay. Is the squad leader's liquor good or bad? The average one costs about one and a half yuan."
"Just normal."
"Okay, I'll go back quickly." Gu Maolin took off his straw hat and put it in the basket of the little black donkey, adjusted the belt on his shirt and military trousers, turned around and ran away. Nowadays, he is becoming more and more like a soldier. His loose habits are fading away, and what is increasing is his composure and ability. Looking at Gu Maolin's back, Wang Ke felt a lot of emotion. That time in Nanshao Village, when the old platoon leader asked about Gu Maolin's performance, Wang Ke didn't say a superfluous word and asked instead, "The third class given to Gu Maolin by the regiment" When will the merit be approved?
This third-class collective merit and third-class individual merit had a great impact on Gu Maolin's life. Some people may say that you, Wang Ke, and your reconnaissance team have caught up with all the good deeds. If it were us, we would still make meritorious deeds.
Wang Ke doesn’t think so. Opportunities given by God are equal to everyone, but when opportunities come, they are only reserved for those who are prepared; and those who are not prepared often miss them, and some people may not even think that they are opportunities. Chance.
When we look up at the maturity of a warrior, you will find that he will never be an opportunist. What flows in his blood and is engraved in his bones is the essence of devotion to faith and pursuit. Because of this kind of blood and muscles, when encountering a critical moment, he will show his true feelings without hesitation and rush forward without hesitation or reflex.
In the current era, some people's so-called maturity is just that their edges have been smoothed away by customs and they have become more worldly. That is not maturity, but premature aging of spirit and ideals. The maturity of a warrior should be the development of his true self, a person with noble pursuits.
The more you go on in life, the more lonely you become. Many people leave you one after another, or are left behind by you one after another. When you stand on the other side of the ideal city one day and look back at the way you came, you will suddenly find that you are smiling proudly. Calmness and calmness, it turns out to be so simple.
The way you came is at your feet, and the starting point is not far away.
