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Chapter two hundred and thirty fourth

Shunzi arrived at the delegated unit he designated, with the third battalion line and one squad, which was a squad that Han Zhenhan said casually. Whether it was designated or casually spoken, Shunzi had to obey the order.

"Report! Non-commissioned officer Chen Zichuan, ordered to report!"

Along the way, Shunzi asked many people and asked about the location of the squads in a row. When he walked to the gate of the camp, Shunzi shouted that because it was a temporary camp, everyone lived in a tent made of simple wood with four corners and covered with thick felt cloth.

Shunzi's voice attracted several people from the surrounding squads, but no one came out in the squad in front of the camp gate.

"Report! Non-commissioned officer Chen Zichuan, ordered to report!"

No one came to hand over his report to me. Shunzi came over and was already full of anger, so he amplified his voice and shouted again. This time, not only were the people from a few classes close to come out, but one of the platoon leaders in charge of three classes finally came out.

"Hey hey hey, Company Commander Shunzi! Report! The third battalion, the first company, and the rows of platoon commanders Liu Cunliang. You are really here, look at it...we..."

"Report, platoon leader, one shift in line, the deputy of the class will report to you!"

"Oh, ah...Company Commander, if I say too much, you...you should go to my room and sit for a while... Let's go, go to my place for a while..."

Shunzi came to report sincerely, but was rejected. The platoon leader in front of him was very enthusiastic and embarrassed. Shunzi was of course confused. When he got this squad, he was even bigger than the platoon leader.

"Company Commander, I'll tell you."

"I am the soldier of your platoon now, so I can't call the company commander anymore!"

The two sat on the stool, and Shunzi's backpack was placed on a wooden bed with neat housework. The two chatted in the barracks for more than ten minutes, and outside, they could only hear the platoon leader named Liu Cunliang talked about it alone, as if they were persuading Shunzi to ask him to go back and discuss with the group leader.

After Shunzi came out, she was a little straightforward, like a frosted eggplant, and she lost the energy she had when she first arrived. Liu Cunliang persuaded her and said everything she should say, and could only shake her head and return to her barracks. Shunzi stood at the door of the first squad, silent for a long time until the gong sounded when breakfast was on.

People are iron and rice and steel. People who are hiding in the distance to watch the fun also left and went to get food. You must know that there was a war yesterday, and fish was brought in this morning. If you go late, you can only drink soup.

Until someone came back one after another, Shunzi didn't move. There were seven or eight soldiers who came back with everyone. They stood behind Shunzi and curiously looked at Shunzi.

"You are Shunzi, I am the squad leader of the first squad. Since you don't want to leave, hurry up and go into the house to rest. We haven't eaten either. We just happened to eat in the house. Welcome the new comrades."

The one who came back was a group of "fat men" with slightly fat figures. The company commander of the Third Battalion and the First Company was a standard foodie. The first company commander had studied in a private school for several years when he was a child. He had read some "The Art of War" and advocated that the troops should be taken first before they were moved. Therefore, the kitchen squads were the first squad in the army sequence. Therefore, the first squad in the first squad in the army was actually the kitchen squad.

Han Zhenhan definitely never thought about letting Shunzi go to a kitchen squad, but if you don’t say something, I’ll easily cause a misunderstanding if I don’t ask him. Shunzi thought in his mind that the regiment commander would train himself, or that the regiment commander would really punish him. However, when the regiment commander led the troops, he also said that gold would shine everywhere. Shunzi’s mind was very messy, the cooking squad, the fire head army, the regiment commander, the guard company...

Shunzi was accidentally sent to the kitchen team by Han Zhenhan, and he could not accept such a blow for a while. Fortunately, the kitchen team of the first company came to someone else's company because of the company commander's preference. It was indeed much more delicious to cook in this era of shortage of supplies than other companies.

The rest of the cooking class were a little fat, but the squad leader was thin and tall, with long faces and round eyes, and a garlic nose. He spoke with a heavy accent.

"I think among you, a comrade, you are fighting ghosts wherever you work... No, you are doing it for our group, for our brotherhood. The young man works hard. When the leader said he asked you to come, he said he would be the deputy in the shift..."

"So you see these stupid guys, all of whom are full of heart, so you can train them well. We usually have nothing to do after cooking. You are the King of Soldiers, so you don't have to train them into soldiers. Just train them into thin men. Don't go out, just say that the people in our class are all fat men... Let's eat this meal first..."

The old squad leader squatted on the ground, holding a lunch box in his hand, holding a piece of mixed bread in one hand, the milky white fish soup inside the lunch box, and a few pieces of meat tips exposed on the soup. It was obvious that the lunch box was filled with fish.

Shunzi has been a platoon leader since joining the army. No old squad leader has ever led him. But at this moment, the old squad leader in front of him overlaps with his grandfather's figure. He has been a strong child since childhood, but he is still a child after all. How can Shunzi not feel wronged? Not being wronged is a lie. He made a mistake... But Shunzi understood it, and Han Zhenhan also said it clearly.

Shunzi finally took it, but the lunch box and pancake in the old squad leader's eyes were red. When the old squad leader saw Shunzi take the lunch box, he was afraid that Shunzi would regret it, so he quickly returned to his bed, picked up the lunch box on the ground, and drank the soup in the lunch box. He also said while drinking,

"I'll just say that you are a comrade-in-arms! After drinking my soup, what we said is a matter of course!... What are you worried about? Hurry up and have a meal. After dinner, let our deputy of Shunzi class train you well. Look at you, you will be the king of soldiers for me! Otherwise, don't eat sesame oil in the future."

After saying that, the old squad leader took the lead and laughed. It seemed that Shunzi had already trained the "silly guys" under his command to become the King of War. Of course, Shunzi was not a person who couldn't hear the good words. He knew that the old squad leader was asking him for something to do.

Shunzi is not a pretentious person. He grew up in the mountains. In fact, when he left his hometown to serve in the army, the village clan told him that he would be a gang leader, and he would not die if he couldn't be hungry. Grandpa was beaten to death by the Japanese. Cunzi was the only familiar person Shunzi was Shunzi. What he said certainly left a foundation in the young Shunzi's heart. At first, he made a joke about it when he arrived at the military camp. Unexpectedly, he really responded to Cunzi's words and became a gang leader. Shunzi still had a hundred unhappy feeling...
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