The night back to the camp, when Luo Xing sat down, when the cooking squad leader came up and put a large bowl of duck soup in front of him.

The duck soup was clear, with a little oil star floating, and a duck leg was placed inside.

A whole duck leg.

Luo Xing was stunned and asked, "What's going on, Lao Li?"

The head of the cooking squad leader was named Li, rubbed his hands on the apron, and said with a smile, "It was the captain's order."

Then he gave Luo Xing a thumbs up, "Today, you are a hero!"

hero?

Luo Xing was stunned again.

Today I just burned my hands and had no other injuries on my body.

Captain Lian Yue said that he would ask for merit for him, and the instructor also said that he would write the materials himself and send them to the command center.

Luo Xing was not used to these praises and praises.

He still prefers Lian Yue's fierce look to him and his soldiers, and his way of speaking when he always scolds "bastards".

In fact, it’s not that Lian Yue was born with a big temper.

But Lian Yue has a little bit of it, it is very fierce on the minefield.

The soldiers in the team said that the captain Lian Yue was the Thunder God when he went to the thunder field.

Protective clothing is heavy, and it is easy to pickle the skin when worn on the body. Not only does it cause prickly heat, but it is also rotten. If it is summer, it will be even more deadly. After the rain and the sun comes out, wear protective clothing, it will be a baked sauna.

So many soldiers don’t like to wear it.

But even Yue is a must wear it.

Whoever secretly doesn't wear it? Lian Yue found out that he would kick him in the butt, and then he would scold you for being born and two Buddhas.

In his words, I would rather kick your butt hard than being blown away by a mine in a minefield!

There are also instructors.

Luo Xing likes him to have a stern face, criticizing himself in a tone that is unique to political cadres, saying that he is angry and that he is the eldest, second and third. This is the army, and no loyalty is allowed for friends who have a place.

Today, the captain spoke gently and the instructor stopped nagging.

The two of them changed their temperaments and became gentle and gentle. They both praised him for his good work and said that he was a hero.

hero?

In fact, Luo Xing secretly thought about this question later.

He really never thought of being a hero.

Because if the grenade explodes, it doesn't matter whether the hero or not.

At that time, I was only thinking that since I was about to die, I would just die and not implicate my comrades around me.

That's all the thoughts, how can they be so tall?

The instructor said that he would write materials to him and send them to the command center, and he would be a typical example.

Hearing this, Luo Xing, who was not afraid of squatting down with a grenade, would make him feel a little panicked.

He has seen how heroes are.

At the beginning of last year, a soldier from the second team was injured in order to protect his comrades when he was clearing mines, and he became a hero.

Later, the TV station came, and the military newspaper reporters also came, and invited them to give reports, to school, unit and office...

Under various spotlights, various flashes are clicking.

In fact, that soldier and Luo Xing knew each other.

Later, I asked him privately, how does it feel to be a hero?

The hero shook his head and sighed, but he didn't say anything for a long time. Finally, he just smiled bitterly and said, "It's hard to say anything, I might as well come back to clear mines."

I didn't say it any further afterwards.

Luo Xing didn't ask any questions.

The name of hero seems to be quite dazzling, and perhaps only the person involved understands the taste.

So Luo Xing was a little scared for no reason.

Just like the bowl of duck leg soup placed in front of you now.

If this bowl of soup is placed in any food stall in the county town, the price is less than two yuan.

But in Nakui Village, this bowl of ordinary duck leg soup is given a heavy meaning.

It is far from the county town, and it takes 70 kilometers to drive.

Most of the roads entering Nakui Village are mountain roads, and they rely on mules and horses to carry supplies.

So before coming in, most of the minesweeping teams brought some canned supplies.

Recharges from outside every three days, and they are sent in by mules and horse teams.

Due to the route, it will take at least the next day to purchase it from the county town and then deliver it here.

Due to insurance issues, most of the fresh meat and vegetables have a strange smell after being sent in.

Most of the villagers here make a living by hunting, and the minefield affects the farming area, so they simply don’t plant it.

They use very primitive tools to hunt, and it is almost enough to fill their stomachs by themselves. It is definitely not enough to sell it to troops with more than 100 people.

Therefore, everything the minesweeping team ate canned vegetables, and it is rare to see fresh meat and vegetables. Occasionally, the hunter team made a trap and caught some wild game to replenish them.

Rohing, who is lying in the soup bowl now, is very impressed by this duck leg.

A few days ago, Lian Yue felt heartbroken when eating canned vegetables continuously and eating them with disgusting soldiers on the corner of his mouth, so he used the radio to contact the command center and asked him to send some fresh meat and vegetables in any case.

As a result, the command center sent someone to deliver it, but only five of the ducks sent in were smelly, and the others were a little deteriorated.

The quota for two ducks in the cooking class every day is not enough to cook, so they can only chop and cook soup.

Today there is only the last duck left.

And one of the legs of the duck was lying in his own bowl.

He raised his head and there were envious eyes around him.

But no one spoke.

All the soldiers felt that Luo Xing was qualified to drink this bowl of soup!

"This bowl of soup..."

Luo Xing picked up the bowl and looked at the duck leg.

He took a sip, then picked up the duck leg and took a sip, and then handed it to the next comrade-in-arms sitting beside him.

"Come on, pass it down one by one."

The comrade behind looked at the bowl of duck leg soup and didn't dare to take it for a long time.

Everyone in the deskmate turned around Luo Xing and his comrade-in-arms who dared not take duck soup.

"I am the squad leader. I ordered each person to have a mouthful of soup and each person to have a mouthful of duck legs! Eat!"

Luo Xing handed a little more of the duck soup forward and reached to his comrades' mouth.

Since it is an order, I can only accept it.

The soldier licked the corner of his mouth that was slightly blistered due to vitamin deficiency, gently pressed his lips against the edge of the soup bowl, and took a small sip.

Then he also took a small bite on the duck leg.

After that, the bowl of soup continued to be passed down...

One by one...

One by one...

Suddenly, someone couldn't help it, sobbed suddenly, and then said, "I'll go out."

Then ran away.

That bowl of duck soup was passed on three tables, and thirty-two people drank it, but they didn't finish it...

Captain Lian Yue sat at a table not far away and watched all this quietly with the instructor of the minesweeping team.

They didn't stop it.

No one wants to break the precious atmosphere at this moment.

After a long time, Lian Yue suddenly said to the instructor, "Our army, the spirit of Shangganling has not been lost..."

Zhuang Yan sat on the table next to Lian Yue and heard this sentence.

The spirit of Shangganling?

ah……

It's the story of that apple...

The fourth update tonight! Another update was returned.
Chapter completed!