Zhuangyan picked up a bun and tore off a layer of dirty muddy skin on it.

To be honest, even though it looks a lot cleaner, it is still daunting, at least it is difficult to get through this psychological level.

After a few seconds of hesitation, Zhuangyan stuffed the buns into her mouth in everyone's eyes and chewed them very much.

"Um! Delicious! Authentic pork belly stuffing!"

He raised his head and looked at Han Zixu provocatively, picked up another steamed bun, tore off the skin, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Brothers! They all came up and ate that thing!"

Su Hui roared and shouted.

All the soldiers who were hesitating were greatly encouraged and walked up one after another, picked up the buns and steamed buns from the ground, tried to clean them up and stuff them into their mouths.

"tasty!"

“That’s so delicious!”

Zhuangyan shouted: "We haven't thanked the captain for giving us such delicious buns today. We want to say thank you, right?"

"Thank you for the captain's buns!"

Everyone yelled out with the biggest decibels, as if they wanted to inject all the fatigue and resentment in their bodies into the sound and vent it.

Han Zixu suddenly laughed, nodded vigorously, gave Zhuang Yan a thumbs up, and turned around and left without saying a word.

Zhang Zhiang came over and followed Han Zixu. He looked at the direction of the river ditch that was cheering and thunderously, and smiled and said, "That kid is really good. I'm afraid he's also a good soldier in the original army."

"The soldiers are not good at being a weapon," Han Zixiu said: "The better the steel material, the more difficult it is to forge a sharp blade. When I joined the army, I was not the master of Ansheng."

"Justice Sun called the other side and said that he was ready and could go there at any time."

"Okay, you can send the people who have left the training first and settle down." Han Zixiu said: "In addition, let the health officer give them the pills for insect pills as soon as possible and watch them take them."

"Yes!" Zhang Zhiang saluted and turned around and left.

In the northern part of a certain province, the D division headquarters, a room in the guesthouse.

Yan Fang, the Minister of the Military Region Training Department, took off his glasses, picked up the teacup at the corner of the table, and wanted to drink some tea to moisten his throat.

On the desktop in front of me, there are a bunch of files.

This time I have been here to lie in the D Division for more than ten days.

According to the plan, I have to sit here for 15 days and leave in 5 days.

The D Division began to equip new self-propelled artillery this year, and the old-fashioned towing artillery gradually began to be eliminated, and there will be huge changes in the training outline.

In order to make officers and soldiers familiar with the new artillery in the shortest time, the military region organized a training camp for the backbone of soldiers to run some time ago. Thousands of backbone of the artillery units of the military region were dispatched to concentrate on the military region for concentrated study.

Now, after three months of training, these backbones have returned to their respective troops to assume the backbone of new artillery training, but this is true.

Yan Fang is an old soldier. He participated in the Battle of Southern Xinjiang and was well aware of the situation of grassroots troops. He couldn't let it go if he didn't come to supervise it on the spot in person.

The tea jar was delivered to my mouth, but suddenly I found that there was no tea inside.

He left the desk with a cup, came to the coffee table, picked up the kettle and filled his teapot with water.

Yan Fang felt a little tired.

I'm old, after all, I'm old.

Yan Fang suddenly felt like a hero was old. He put down the tea jar, stretched his waist, and turned his waist.

I was injured there, and a small shrapnel was embedded in the bone and could not be taken out. The doctor warned him to pay attention to rest. He always felt a little paralyzed after sitting for a long time.

He picked up the tea jar again and walked to the balcony. While drinking tea, Yan Fang looked at the surrounding green trees and wild flowers planted in the guesthouse yard.

He raised his wrist and looked at his watch. It was already four:30 in the afternoon.

Yang Guoqing, the leader of this regiment, agreed to come here to see him at 4:30 and report on his work.

Yan Fang is quite satisfied with the new artillery equipment and training here. It seems that there is no need to stay for the remaining five days. After listening to the report, you can drive back to the military region directly. In the evening, you will sort out the report on this squatting report and report to the relevant military region leaders tomorrow.

The regiment commander here, Yang Guoqing, is a good person. When he was the battalion commander, he had served as a soldier under his command, watching the boy go from a recruit egg to a commander of an artillery regiment.

However, now the time has come and people have not come yet.

This is not like Yang Guoqing's usual style, and Yan Fang couldn't help frowning.

What happened!

He was a little unhappy.

Soldiers must be punctual, especially commanders. Every action on the battlefield must be implemented accurately every second to ensure that the entire battlefield plan is implemented, otherwise it will easily cause unnecessary sacrifices from soldiers.

While drinking tea slowly, Yan Fang's eyes kept staring at the door of the guesthouse.

When the minute hand pointed to 44 minutes, after being 4 minutes late, the 212 jeep of the group leader Yang Guoqing drove into the yard.

When the car door opened, Yang Guoqing rushed to the guesthouse building with sweat and disappeared at the entrance downstairs.

Yan Fang returned to his room, sat back on the chair, closed his eyes and rested.

The sound of Yang Guoqing's leather shoes stomping on the floor came from his ears. Soon, there was a knock on the door outside.

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"Come in."

Yang Guoqing pushed the door open and as soon as he entered, he saluted and shouted "Old Chief!", and then began to criticize himself.

"Old leader, I'm so sorry. I was going to go out, but I was stopped by the people in the military region. I had to arrange some things. I had to go back and arrange for the deputy commander to receive them. I came here first, but it would have been a waste of time."

Heard that it was someone from the military region, Yan Fang opened his eyes and looked at Yang Guoqing and said, "People from the military region? Who is coming?"

Yang Guoqing said: "It's not important. It's a second lieutenant from the "Red Arrow" brigade of the military region, named Sun Hongjian. He said he was coming to borrow a place to rest. Their team was training in the nearby mountainous areas and wanted to find a place to take a bath and rest."

"Sun Hongjian from Red Arrow Team?" Yan Fang's eyes lit up.

"Yes, it's called Sun Hongjian." Yang Guoqing asked: "You old leader, do you know me?"

Yan Fang said: "I just arrived at the military district two years ago and was a top student in the special operations professional in the Land Court. When I was assigned, I met him and was a very capable young man."

"He also brought some people to train, saying that the soldiers who were selected and trained were all top players from various army groups, but they all seemed to have been eliminated." Yang Guoqing said: "Those soldiers looked really embarrassed and were smelly. I could smell them more than ten meters away. The soldiers of the Red Arrow Team were really desperate for training. They fainted. I arranged to send them to our regiment headquarters' health team."

Yan Fang sat in the chair, thought for a while, and suddenly became interested and said, "Let's go and take me to see."

"Where are you going, the old leader?

"Of course I'm going to see the trainers from the Red Arrow Team." Yan Fang took off his hat and put it on his head, and went downstairs in a hurry.

Yang Guoqing was stunned in the room for a moment, then woke up Ru Meng and chased him out.

"Old leader, what should I do if I report the work?"

"Walk while walking on the road!" Yan Fang didn't look back and his voice disappeared at the corner of the stairs.

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