When Wang Ke said goodbye to his old platoon leader Hu Zhijun and returned to Uncle Geng's house, Song Ruimin was still waiting.
The army is stationed for training and lives in a fellow villager's home. Turning off the lights at night cannot be the same as in the barracks, you have to accommodate the fellow villagers.
"Song Ruimin, is your class meeting over?" Wang Ke stepped forward and asked as soon as he saw Song Ruimin sitting in the yard.
"Now that we're done, I want to ask you, platoon leader, where do you live?"
"Aren't you talking nonsense? Of course I live with your class."
"I'm afraid that won't work. Our kang can only sleep five people. If you sleep here again, six people will be very crowded. It's fine in winter, but there is a problem with the current weather."
"Song Ruimin, you're not going to kick me out in the middle of the night when you just become the squad leader, are you?" Wang Ke asked half-seriously.
"How can you? Platoon leader. Don't I want you to live more comfortably? That's right, our room is a side room. We live in the north Kang, and the south Kang is full of food. Now you Either live in the landlord’s house and he sleeps on the east kang and you sleep on the west kang, or we can clear out the south kang in this house tomorrow and you move back in.”
"Okay, don't bother. I'll live in the landlord's house and sleep on the Western Kang."
"Okay, platoon leader, you can bring another one over to take care of your daily life. Which one do you prefer, sweet potato Liang Xiaolong or hemp straw Zhao Mingming?" Song Ruimin obviously wanted to assign Wang Ke an orderly.
"Yes, no one wants it. If you really want to arrange a soldier for me, then ask Gu Maolin to move here."
"Platoon leader, we agreed that you picked it yourself. Gu Maolin is also clamoring to live with you." Song Ruimin was quite eager to hear this.
He did what he said, and soon all Wang Ke's luggage was moved to the west kang of the landlord, Uncle Geng. And everyone worked together to lay out the bedding in a hurry.
The landlord, Uncle Geng, hadn't come back yet. He went to the village next door to pick up his wife, who was helping to take care of the children at his niece's house.
Wang Ke walked into the west room. The room was very dark. A fifteen-watt electric light was like a will-o'-the-wisp, not as good as his own pony lantern. It's a pity that my pony lantern has been thrown away long ago.
"Platoon leader, if you want to read, I've prepared a small lantern for you." As he said that, Song Ruimin took out a newly bought pocket lantern less than 20 centimeters high and a bottle of kerosene from behind.
"Okay, Song Ruimin, why do you look like a roundworm in my stomach? Thank you." Wang Ke was very happy when he saw it.
By this time, Gu Maolin had already moved here.
Wang Ke took a closer look and found that the West Room fire pit was not completely smooth. There was a row of large boxes stacked on the west side, and he didn't know what they contained. But judging from the color of the box, it seems to be quite old.
Sweet potato Liang Xiaolong has already brought Wang Ke face wash, and towels and soap have been put away.
"Okay, you all go back and have a rest. Are you going to do exercises tomorrow morning?" Wang Ke asked Song Ruimin.
Song Ruimin nodded and took a few people back to rest. Gu Maolin laid out the bedding and went to fetch water to wash it. After everything was cleared up, the two of them got on the kang to rest.
Wang Ke reached out and turned off the light. In the darkness, he turned to look at Gu Maolin. "Maolin, what are you thinking about this year?"
"What do you think about it?"
"Maolin, you know what I mean."
"Squad leader, oh, platoon leader, don't you see that this training is different from usual?" Gu Maolin was still a little uncomfortable with the title.
"What do you mean?" Wang Ke turned sideways and asked Gu Maolin.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to leave even if I want to demobilize." Gu Maolin also turned sideways. In the darkness, neither of them could see each other's faces clearly. Just listen to Gu Maolin say: "Squad leader, oh, platoon leader, you will know if you read the newspaper, it is not peaceful in the south."
In the darkness, Wang Ke nodded and said "hmm". Gu Maolin was now mature enough to start analyzing the situation from newspapers.
"How is your military technology now?" Wang Ke asked.
"It's just average, but it's still much better than those artillery squad leaders."
"Bragging again, but you sweat more in peacetime and bleed less in war. Next, you have to really practice military topography, learn shooting and command, learn battlefield first aid, learn..."
"Okay, platoon leader, as long as you are here, I don't need to learn these things at all. I just need to protect my eyes."
"Maolin, it's not just you, our whole class, no, our whole platoon must master it. The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly. These are self-rescue and fighting skills. Through this training, we must master them all."
"Okay, platoon leader, I don't have to worry about too many skills. I just want to study hard."
As he spoke, Gu Maolin snored slightly. Wang Ke originally wanted to tell him anecdotes about Nanshao Village and Uncle Geng in Tunliu Village. He actually fell asleep.
In the darkness, Wang Ke stared at the ceiling and began to think about his role as acting platoon leader today, and what the old platoon leader Hu Zhijun told him about how to be a good platoon leader. Thinking about it, he fell asleep.
But when he was sleeping soundly, he suddenly heard a short emergency assembly whistle, and Wang Ke woke up. Listening again, it turned out to be an emergency assembly post. He suddenly sat up. "Gu Maolin, hurry up, gather urgently."
It was too late to say that, but soon, Wang Ke quickly reached out and touched the military uniform from the side, put it on here, and pulled out the folded backpack strap from under the pillow, and started to pack the backpack, waiting for Wang Ke to put on his shoes and put it on his back. He picked up his backpack and buckled his belt while running. When he came to the yard, Song Ruimin, Niu Suozhu and others were already in the yard.
Gu Maolin also rushed out of the room at this time. As soon as he entered the team, he heard Song Ruimin shout: "Stand at attention, look to the right, look forward, take a break, stand at attention!"
"Stop reporting and run to the emergency gathering place." Wang Ke shouted and rushed out of the courtyard with his backpack on his back.
"Turn right and run."
By the time the reconnaissance squad arrived at the assembly point, except for the cooking squad and the driver squad, the two artillery platoons were already fully armed and ready to go, carrying gun barrels, chassis on their backs, and ammunition boxes on their shoulders.
After another two or three minutes, the entire company was present. As usual, neatly report and count the number of people.
As a result, it was discovered that the two soldiers in the cooking class were not carrying their marching pots, one soldier in the driver's class was barefoot and without shoes, and the other soldier was not carrying his gun. As for the command platoon, the reconnaissance squad Gu Maolin did not carry a steering wheel on his back, and the telephone squad's two bundles of telephone wires did not carry it on his back.
Company Commander Bearded Tian had a stern look on his face and said nothing. The team disbanded and brought them back individually.
The command platoon was all brought to the wireless squad station. Wang Ke and squad leader Huang Zhonghe stood in front of the team.
"Tell me about it? What are the reasons?" Huang Zhonghe, the old squad leader, was very majestic. He asked with an accent from Henan Province.
Xiao Gao, the monitor on the phone, was happy and said, "This is my fault. Let's go back and review it carefully."
It was Gu Maolin's turn. Before he could speak, Song Ruimin spoke: "Gu Maolin from our class didn't carry the steering wheel. The responsibility lies with me because he moved last night and I forgot to ask him to bring the steering wheel."
Wang Ke was in a very complicated mood at this time. He gathered urgently on the first night after returning to the company, and the main problems were with the command platoon and logistics. The current command platoon has been mixed with the cooking class and driver's class. Objectively speaking, it has something to do with the poor grasp of the former platoon leader Yan Jiao, but subjectively speaking, the biggest reason is the weak concept of combat readiness of the command platoon.
Tonight, Lu Zeran, the deputy company commander in charge of the inspection, obviously saved face for Wang Ke. Because according to the requirements, Wang Ke should also wear a pistol, but until now, Wang Ke doesn't know where the short gun is. No one has told him who handed Yan Jiao's pistol to?
"Old squad leader, it seems that our command platoon has a lot of problems. Know your shame and then be brave. From now on, starting from me, we must have strict requirements, careful checks, and start everything from actual combat. Song Ruimin, squad leader of the telephone squad and reconnaissance squad, I gave you a verbal warning today. When has our command platoon ever lost such a person? It was the wireless class who gave the praise. Next time, our command platoon must be at the forefront of the entire company in terms of training, work style and discipline, and cannot become a dragging mop. , do you have confidence?!"
"Yes!" The whole platoon stood at attention, almost forgetting that it was the middle of the night, and the loud roar echoed through Longquanzhuang.
After returning to the room and unpacking his backpack again, Wang Ke was no longer sleepy at all. Gu Maolin next to him also turned over and over. Because until now, Wang Ke has not criticized him a word.
"Old squad leader, platoon leader..." Gu Maolin shouted softly, but Wang Ke ignored him.
This is what he is like. When he was transferred from the high-tech company, he was even more arrogant, almost like a veteran. Although there has been great progress now, there is still some distance between us and the standard of a true warrior.
Slowly Wang Ke fell asleep and had a dream. He dreamed that Uncle Geng had brought his wife back and brought another Uncle Geng from Tunliu Village with him.
As soon as they entered the door, the two uncles took Wang Ke and helped clean up the things on the Western Kang, preparing for Uncle Geng from Tunliu Village to live here.
How did that happen? It's not good for the People's Liberation Army and the common people to live on the same bed!
"Temporary, temporary." Uncle Geng from Longquanzhuang insisted on doing this. Wang Ke had no choice but to ask Gu Maolin to help carry the boxes.
The box on the kang on the west side is so heavy that several soldiers in the reconnaissance squad cannot lift it.
"Uncle Geng, can you take out the things in the box and carry them again?"
Wang Ke shouted, and Uncle Geng smiled, "There is nothing in this box at all, it is basically empty."
How come an empty box is so heavy? Wang Ke didn't believe it. He opened the top lid of the box and looked inside. It was really a quilt. He took the quilt out and found a small wooden box inside.
"What is this?" Wang Ke asked.
"This is a box of mahjong, very light." Uncle Geng from Longquanzhuang said and closed the lid of the box again.
"Then take it out." Wang Ke stretched out his hand to get it, but to his surprise, he didn't move it. The box of mahjong seems to be welded to the bottom of the box. With a strong effort, the mahjong box broke into pieces, and the mahjong pieces were scattered at the bottom of the box.
Helping move boxes, actually damaged the fellow villager’s things. Wang Ke was frightened and woke up. When he opened his eyes, he saw that it was already dawn, and the sound of sweeping the floor could be heard in the yard. Two recruits had already gotten up. This good and glorious tradition had taken root in the hearts of the new soldiers.
Wang Ke sat up and saw that Gu Maolin beside him was already gone. He put on his clothes and came to the yard. Maybe the "squeaking" sound of sweeping the floor became the "squeaking" sound of mahjong in the dream.
"Good morning, platoon leader." Liang Xiaolong of Sweet Potato and Zhao Mingming of Ma Straw stood at attention together.
"Where's Gu Maolin?"
"Probably he went to fetch water for the cooking team. He went with the squad leader and Niu Suozhu." Ma Zhuo Zhao Mingming answered.
"After you finish cleaning, you can tidy up the house and I'll go out for a walk." Wang Ke walked out of the door casually, and the entire Longquanzhuang was shrouded in a light mist.
