After bidding farewell to Uncle Geng, Wang Ke returned to the room and was about to continue unpacking the package when Gu Maolin came in.
"Platoon leader, let's change to gas masks!"
"Why?" Wang Ke knew that Gu Maolin had tampered with the gas mask, and thought that he must have no way to deal with the ventilation valve.
"My gas mask is too big, I'm afraid it's not tight enough."
Um? Gu Maolin's words aroused Wang Ke's vigilance. He was right. There are big and small gas masks. Those with big heads can wear size 1, and those with small heads can wear size 3 or 4. For example, my head is relatively big, and those wearing size 1 are smaller. This head is tight and tightly sealed, which naturally makes it uncomfortable.
"Where's your gasket for the ventilation valve?"
"I've already replaced that one with a new one, but it's thicker, so I can make do with it."
"What do you mean by general? Bring it here and let me see." Wang Ke stretched out his hand and asked Gu Maolin for his gas mask.
It doesn't matter at this glance. Gu Maolin's gas mask is really bigger than others and is a special size. In other words, he wears it on his head, loosely and breathable. In addition, the gasket of the ventilation valve has been removed, so it is very comfortable. , but even if it really encounters the situation, it will not play any anti-virus role at all.
"The gasket of your ventilation valve is not the original one, right?"
"Platoon leader, you are still smarter. I did it myself, but it's almost the same. Others can't tell it with the naked eye, which means you have more experience, platoon leader." Gu Maolin complimented and quickly removed Wang Ke's one. Come down and change.
Gu Maolin was poisoned in that poisonous sea together with Niu Suozhu, and he knew that the poisonous gas there was very powerful. In the artillery company, besides Wang Ke, he paid more attention to the safety of gas masks.
"Go and call Song Ruimin over."
"Yes!" As long as the goal is achieved, Gu Maolin is willing to run ten kilometers now if you ask him.
Wang Ke put down the package to be unpacked and began to check Gu Maolin's gas mask. There was nothing wrong with the size and the gloves, but the gasket of the ventilation valve always felt unreliable.
"Platoon leader, you have something to do with me." Song Ruimin stepped in and saluted.
"Go to the wireless class and telephone class right away. You need to check not only the air inlet valve, but also the compatibility with the size of each person's head. If it doesn't fit, adjust it immediately. Look at Gu Maolin, head No. 3 is actually messed up. A special number, does it protect against bullshit poison?"
"yes!"
"Report." Another voice sounded at the door. This time it was the correspondent from the company headquarters, holding several packages in his arms.
"Come in." Wang Ke waved to the correspondent.
"The command platoon leader, reconnaissance squad leader, and company leader informed us that after breakfast tomorrow, we will be fully armed and ready to participate in interleaved training." Being fully equipped means carrying all equipment, equipment, weapons, and ammunition.
"Understood."
"In addition, the command platoon leader, there are four packages of yours." The correspondent "crash" and poured a few packages onto the pit.
"Platoon leader, I'm going to make a fortune. I'll go and tell you if there's anything delicious to eat. Leave some for me." Song Ruiming tugged at the packages with his hands, took another look at them reluctantly, patted the correspondent on the shoulder, and the two of them immediately went out. .
Wang Ke looked at the gas mask that Gu Maolin had replaced, and there was nothing wrong with it. He stuffed it into the chemical protection bag and hung it up, and quickly looked at the packages of different sizes.
Together with those brought back by the old platoon leader Hu Zhijun, there were five in total.
There is one that is the largest, flat, about the size of this picture board. Wang Ke pinched it with his hands, and there seemed to be a piece of plywood inside. After looking at the address, it was from Jinmen. No need to guess, it must be either plexiglass or celluloid. Now carving a ruler solved a big problem.
Wang Ke decisively picked up the scissors and quickly opened the largest package. Sure enough, there were six pieces of plexiglass about one foot square and about one millimeter thick sandwiched between the two plywood boards. Although he didn't believe it, these were definitely Ye Pianqiang's. Ye Rongguang's father managed to get it. marvelous! This is more precious than baby!
Wang Ke carefully placed the plexiglass on Uncle Geng's box and went to open the second package.
As soon as I opened it, there was a pile of food, such as chocolate, milk powder, sorghum glutinous rice... all the things little girls eat. This time there was a letter inside. Looking at the handwriting, it was from Ye Xianqian. Looking more closely at the address, it was still Jincheng University. Could it be that Ye Xian went back to Jinmen? I didn't have time to read the letter, so I quickly stuffed these things into the shell box, otherwise Gu Maolin would definitely plunder again when he came back.
The third package was sent by my parents. It also contained food, homemade peanut candy, and two pairs of insoles. There was also a letter inside, written by my father, saying that he was the eldest son and should consider personal issues. I haven’t read this letter yet. Wang Ke also put his parents' letter and Ye Xianqian's letter into the shell box and went to open the fourth package.
From the address on the outside, we knew that this package was sent by Wu Xiangyu.
No, wait. Wasn't the half-opened package brought by the old platoon leader Hu Zhijun just now brought by Wu Xiangyu?
That package was not as big as the current one. Wang Ke put both packages in his hands and weighed them. The big package in front of him was not heavy. Although the package brought by the old platoon leader Hu Zhijun was smaller, it was heavier than this one.
Mystery, let’s finally reveal it!
Wang Ke first opened the package sent by Wu Xiangyu. After opening it, it was a piece of oilcloth. When he opened the oilcloth, he found a camel-colored sweater inside. Wang Ke knew that she had made this sweater for more than a year. She wanted to give it to Wang Ke last time, but Wang Ke firmly refused to ask for it. Now she has sent it again.
If a woman is stubborn, no door can stop her.
Opening the sweater, there were five things inside: ten packs of No. 7 needles, a pair of plastic chopsticks, several bottles of medicine, and a Zhongshan watch in the middle, as well as a letter.
Oh my God! Is she going crazy?
This is too careful about the impact. Hurry up and stuff the sweater, watch and medicine into the shell box, and put the others on the table first.
The shell box was full and the sweater took up too much room. Wang Ke thought for a while, pulled out the sweater again and gave it to the old platoon leader. He was a cadre and could wear his own clothes.
Putting down his sweater, Wang Ke opened the envelope to read the letter from Wu Xiangyu.
A few ten-yuan bills fell from the envelope, not much, but still fifty yuan. This is equivalent to Wu Xiangyu's monthly allowance. How did he know he was short of money? I don't refuse anyone who comes, so I just want to pay off the money I owe a few comrades first. Wang Ke then put the money in his trouser pocket.
He began to read the letter she wrote. The letter was still full of flutter and flutter, and there was a kind of intimacy between the lines. Wu Xiangyu's slim figure seemed to be shaking in front of her eyes. Was she also staring at the light in a daze like him?
But in the end, Wang Ke was shocked by Wu Xiangyu's agility.
"I guess you have a hard time in Xishan. The climate there is unpredictable and the sanitary conditions are poor, making it easy to get sick. Licorice tablets to treat coughs and berberine to treat abdominal distension are better for the soldiers in the platoon. Leading soldiers is not easy. If you need money, just tell me."
uh-huh? How did she know that I was the acting platoon leader? It’s like a roundworm in my belly!
Thinking of Dad’s letter, is this issue still worth considering? There are two ready-made in front of me, one is a comrade and the other is a former friend. However, they are not suitable! It's not that the conditions are not enough, it's that I don't have the conditions to have a boyfriend or girlfriend, so what does it matter now? Can't go up, can't go down. Let’s talk about it later when I really do it.
It was windy outside and the weather seemed to have changed. Wang Ke walked out of the door, stretched his head and looked outside, and saw that the sky was filled with dark clouds.
Tonight, if nothing else goes wrong, it will rain, which will undoubtedly bring difficulties to tomorrow's interspersed training. The lights will be turned off soon, Song Ruimin hasn't come back yet, Gu Maolin is still reading in the reconnaissance team in the west wing, and the old platoon leader Hu Zhijun must still be in a meeting, otherwise he will definitely come to find him.
Quickly look at the last package.
It took a long time to unpack this package, but it became the last package to be opened. Looking at it now, it was definitely not sent by Wu Xiangyu, but who was it? I am in the division and have no comrades!
Back in the room, Wang Ke picked up the half-opened package. Look at the stitches. They are more tightly sewn than those sent by others.
Finally opened it, haha, the first thing exposed turned out to be two books. No wonder it's heavy. Books are the heaviest. When he opened it again, there were actually three or four men's fake collars and two pieces of Fenghua brand soap inside. Wow, there is another watch inside, and it's a Shanghai brand. This watch is worth the price of Wu Xiangyu's Zhongshan brand watch.
Who is so generous? You want me, Wang Ke, to open a watch shop today!
You should never wear this watch by yourself, it's too expensive. Why does it cost one hundred and twenty yuan! What's more, he already has a broken pocket watch.
Wang Ke stood in front of the kang and was stunned for a moment. Then he put the Shanghai watch into the shell box. After locking it, he picked up two books and saw that they were review materials for the military academy.
This kind of review materials cannot be found in military service agencies or agencies. It can only be purchased in military academies.
who is this? Still thinking about going to school.
Men's fake collars are no longer visible, and each piece is almost the same as a real shirt. But in fact, it is just a collar on each shoulder, and the two elastic bands on both sides are put on the arms and put on. Wang Ke took a look and saw that this was still a foreign thing. It was made of really cool fabric and the collar was very stiff.
These are only available in big cities like Kyoto and Tianjin, as well as in southern cities.
But this is still not suitable for you to wear. Only cadres are qualified to wear it. Thinking of this, Wang Ke made up his mind. The sweater was given to the old platoon leader Hu Zhijun, the men's fake collar was given to each company leader, and the Zhongshan brand watch was given to Song Ruimin. It was very important for the reconnaissance squad leader to keep track of time.
But this package didn't contain even a few words. Who brought it?
Wang Ke turned over it again and again, but he really didn't believe it. So now he has no idea who gave him this package.
There might be a message, but I'm afraid only the old platoon leader Hu Zhijun would know it. I'm really stunned. I gave away so many valuable things and no one even knew about it.
"Platoon leader, I'm back." Song Ruimin stepped through the door, followed by Gu Maolin.
"You're here just in time, Gu Maolin, please send these peanut candies over first and give them to the soldiers in the reconnaissance squad to try. If you are ready, take the time to rest later. I will talk to the reconnaissance squad leader about something."
Gu Maolin happily went out holding the peanut candy. Wang Ke pointed to the fire kang and said to Song Ruimin: "Reconnaissance squad leader, please take all these plexiglass, pins and plastic chopsticks first. Also, there is a piece of Zhongshan Mountain here. I'll lend you my brand-name watch. As promised, I'm just borrowing it. Keeping track of time is the most important thing for the reconnaissance team."
Wang Ke said, took out the fifty yuan and handed it to Song Ruimin, "Also, I lent some of your comrades money, so you can help me pay it back."
"No shit, platoon leader, the money you used was for training supplies for the squad leaders of the company. How can I let you go out alone? I definitely don't want to return this." Song Ruimin picked up the Zhongshan watch and couldn't put it down. He ignored what Wang Ke said about paying back the money.
"Okay, reconnaissance squad leader, how was your inspection just now?"
