When leaving the hospital and going back, Lieutenant Jibo said that he would go back to their camp to get some things, and asked everyone to accompany him on a detour to the camp in country W.
There is nothing inconvenient about this.
Anyway, the mission has been completed. It's dusk. It won't waste much time to take a detour to the Country W peacekeeping camp in City J. Just report to the duty room.
What's more, Lieutenant Jibo is now a famous man.
The five thousand sandboxes lent by the peacekeeping camp of country w to the peacekeeping camp of pla really solved a big problem.
There has been a lot of excitement in the camp recently, with walls being built like crazy.
Counting the days carefully, Lieutenant Jibo and his men had been at the Pla peacekeeping camp for a month, and it was time to evacuate and return to the team.
Recently, Xia Zhiguo also said that he would ask the villain to arrange a barbecue for Lieutenant Jibo and several of his men as a farewell banquet to thank them for their contribution and help to the peacekeeping camp.
This matter has been put on the agenda. The medical team has just arrived in the past few days, and the blast wall has not been built yet, so there are a lot of things going on and the tasks are heavy. The medical team needs to be escorted during inspections. Sometimes there are important personnel or people on the other side of the coalition group. When the supplies arrive in City J, they have to be escorted to the airport. Even if the brothers of the engineering detachment go out to work as assigned by the Eastern Theater Command of the Regiment 1, the people of the security detachment still have to send people to guard them.
Therefore, we have been putting off the farewell party until today. Shen Jun said that Lieutenant Jibo will leave the day after tomorrow, so we have to find time tomorrow no matter what. Let’s have a good gathering, have a small party, and let the cooking team order the materials and come back to make two Cake and a few beers made for an unforgettable day for Lieutenant Gibo and his comrades.
The soldiers in the w state-run area are very kind to the pla peacekeepers. Ever since Shen Jun led the team to rescue Lieutenant Sandy last time, when pla soldiers come and go here, the sentries will greet them enthusiastically and even the identity check is waived. The Chinese face is the passport.
Actually, this is because this is Africa, the militants are basically black men, and yellow skin is a proof of identity. Not to mention in the W state-run area, peacekeeping camps in other countries will also be treated more leniently.
But the peacekeeping camp in country w is different. They are sincerely nice to the people in the peacekeeping camp in pla. Their kindness is not on the same level as the polite friendliness of peacekeeping camps in other countries. They are really good.
When peacekeeping troops from other countries enter the peacekeeping camp of country w, they not only have to verify their identity, but also need to be approved and reported. When soldiers from the pla peacekeeping camp come here to do business, it is like meeting their relatives and returning to their parents' homes, without any hindrance.
After entering the camp, Lieutenant Jibo said to Tong Zhi: "Tong, wait for me here for a moment. I will get something and leave immediately."
"Okay, go ahead." Tong Zhi said, "Don't worry about us, we are familiar with this place."
Really cooked.
It's not that Tong Zhi is bragging.
The parking area is near the backyard of the Peacekeeping Camp of Country W. There is a small gate about 20 meters away on the right. From the small door, there is the accommodation area for officers of the Peacekeeping Force of Country W. There are several tall trees in the yard, which is very shady.
Ji Bo headed towards the backyard, and Tong Zhi also took Li Zheng and the others into the yard and sat directly under the shade of the trees to enjoy the cool air.
Although it was already dusk, the temperature did not drop at all. The earth had been scorching all day long. Walking on the ground was like stepping on a steamer. It felt like the heat was rising up from the bottom of the feet, and the people were almost being steamed dry.
The entire peacekeeping infantry battalion of country W has more than 800 people. According to the establishment of PLA, it will be almost two battalions in strength, which is equivalent to a small special forces regiment.
However, each country's military management model is different. In Li Zheng's view, the management here is loose, such as clothing. In the W State peacekeeping camp, you can see soldiers walking around wearing sandals or even vests. , and this is absolutely impossible in his own peacekeeping camp. Even if he is not on a mission and does not wear a body armor, he must be dressed neatly during the day.
But unlike pla, their troops are very hierarchical.
The so-called strictness is obviously reflected in the treatment and facilities.
Pla emphasizes the unity of officers and soldiers, which is not the case here.
An officer is an officer, and a soldier is a soldier.
There are also differences among officers, and the treatment of colonels and lieutenants is different.
Specifically, for example, in terms of living facilities, the campus has separate shower rooms, separate toilets, and even the washbasin.
The Lieutenant's toilet is a pit-style toilet, a public toilet style, with stalls, but shared by many people. The shower does not have a shower head, so you have to carry a bucket of water to rinse yourself.
But for soldiers, everything is shared. You have to queue up to take a shower because there are only a few taps for public use.
While Li Zheng and the others were enjoying the cool under the tree and waiting for others, Lieutenant Jibo was talking in the room of Battalion Commander Maca. They talked for more than ten minutes, and they were finally finished.
Camp Commander Maca heard that people from the Pla peacekeeping camp were outside, so he insisted on coming out to meet them. When they met, they inevitably said a few nice words, and the guests and hosts had a pleasant conversation.
When they arrived, Camp Commander Maca enthusiastically persuaded Tong Zhi and the others to have a meal in the camp before leaving.
"We'll add more food tonight, and we'll stay until we're full before we leave."
Enthusiasm is quite enthusiastic.
But Tong Zhi and Li Zheng on this side were shocked when they heard that Battalion Commander Maca asked them to stay for dinner.
Even Lieutenant Jibo, who was on the side, was hiding behind the battalion commander, frowning and shaking his head and throwing various winks.
Jibo wanted to go back to the pla camp to eat, but Tong Zhi and the others didn't want to stay here to eat.
A group of brothers who escorted the engineering detachment came here last time to transport sandboxes. They were lucky enough to stay here and have a meal.
That meal...
Very impressive!
Li Zheng still remembers that when he was placed at the dining table and waited hungry, thinking that he could try exotic flavors later and prepare to feast, Fatty Wei touched him with his elbow and almost screamed: " look!"
Li Zheng's eyes moved to the direction of the kitchen at that time, and he can't forget that scene to this day.
Several big black men with oily faces were carrying several huge buckets one by one - these buckets Li Zheng thought were very similar to the buckets used to torture their appetites during the field survival training of the special operations brigade. The kind of war-ready bucket where food is dumped on the ground for them to pick up and eat.
That's right.
Buckets of food.
Whenever he sees food in barrels, Li Zheng always has a conditioned reflexive premonition that things are going to be bad.
Sure enough, when the bucket was placed next to the dining table, they saw it clearly.
The biggest bucket contains rice.
People here also eat rice.
The other slightly smaller buckets are filled with vegetables.
There are several kinds of dishes, most of them are meat, including beef and mutton, stewed very badly, some are stewed with potatoes, and some are stewed with beans and spices that Li Zheng can't even name.
Afterwards, Li Zheng saw several strong men lifting buckets——
Oh!
A bucket of meat was poured into the rice pail.
Fatty Wei was so shocked that he almost dislocated his jaw.
then……
Oh!
Another bucket.
Oh!
Another bucket...
If the previous operation only dislocated Fatty Wei's jaw on the spot, then it was Li Zheng's turn.
He saw the leading black guy, who was probably the team leader, put his arm as thick as burdock directly into the bucket!
That’s right, right into the bucket!
At that time, Li Zheng thought to himself, he is not afraid of being burned even though he is a dog!
Then it was time for the cooking squad leader to perform. With his sudden change, the food in the bucket was quickly and "beautifully" mixed together, turning into an indescribable color...
It’s not over here.
The cooking squad leader also wants to try the dishes.
Actually, I don’t know whether it’s a food test or a meal test…
It seems to be correct anyway.
I saw him grabbing a lump with his hands - Li Zheng could only think of this most appropriate adjective to describe it after exhausting his undergraduate education from a prestigious university.
He pinched and kneaded it, and finally turned it into a small dumpling that he thought was perfect, and then stuffed it into his mouth. He half-closed his eyes and thoroughly enjoyed the taste of this dish (rice). Finally, he thought it was good. As soon as he opened his eyes, he waved his hand, and with his two soldiers carrying a big bucket, he walked toward the crowd aggressively.
At that time, Fatty Wei was so frightened that his tongue was tied. He stammered and asked Li Zheng: "Old Li, look at that hand...the color...and...is there any curry in there..."
After that, it’s time to divide the rice and vegetables, which are actually the same. Anyway, I can’t tell whether it’s rice or vegetables…
The cooking squad leader led a group of big men, carrying buckets, from one end of the table to the other, distributing spoonfuls to each person.
Take a spoonful, slap it on the plate in front of you, and then ask as a routine: "Is it enough?"
If it's not enough, snap it again, throw one more ball...
This is not the best.
Maybe you know that Chinese people love to eat noodles.
After the meals were distributed, the cooking team leader went to the back kitchen and brought another pot of noodles specially prepared for Pla.
"This is just for you! Look at our skills!"
No matter which angle you look at, the thousands of pores on the Cooking Squad Leader's body are filled with deep friendship for Li Zheng and the others. No matter which direction you look at, the Cooking Squad Leader has a solid and thick face that is harmless to humans and animals.
Good man!
Then the good man stretched out his hand, fished out a handful of noodles from the dripping spray, and placed them directly in Li Zheng's basin...
"Try it!" He said to Li Zheng almost commandingly in a tone that a mother could not refuse: "It must be delicious!"
