Soldier Assault: Visitors from Ten Continents

The author has something to say: Ah, the estimate was wrong, Xiaosu will have to wait a while to appear. . . . . .

The company commander said, young and frivolous, happy times.

When walking on the small road paved by Xu Sanduo, Cheng Cai couldn't help saying, "Xu Sanduo, your path."

Xu Sanduo: "It's not mine."

In the darkness, Chengcai's eyes were full of light: "In the past six months, when I saw this road, I thought that if you could use it to get out, so could I."

Wu Liuyi, who was walking in front, suddenly made a gesture back, and the three quickly fell to the ground.

A soldier came out of the house, sprayed water from his mouth, turned and went back.

As the just-retired squad leader of Class [-], Chengcai of course knows that the outside is pine and the inside is pine, and all the shifts are close to loose boards. With their skills, no one knows this week. The best thing is that this is also called the military camp, the reconnaissance camp and the old A digging three feet will not come to toss the friendly camp.

Chengcai looked at the two of them: "Listen to me, I promise you can have a good sleep under the ceiling."

Xu Sanduo looked at Wu Liuyi, and Wu Liuyi nodded in agreement.

There was light in the dormitory of Class [-], and the soldiers inside were still watching TV and joking.

When a soldier got up to close the window, Xu Sanduo, who was adjourned, jumped into the kitchen.

Looking at this room that hasn't changed much in the past few years, Xu Sanduo's eyes were a little dazed.

The exhausted Wu Liuyi and Chengcai then came in. They hid on the pile of rice and bread, and then lay down. Once they could rest, their bodies would fall apart.

Wu Liuyi took the opportunity to remind Xu Sanduo: "You should also hurry up and rest."

Xu Sanduo looked at the lights in the room, and replied softly: "Let me take a look first."

"He came here after he came out of the recruit company." Cheng Cai's mouth was a little careless and a little disdainful.

Wu Liuyi asked Chengcai again: "How did you get here?"

Being a talent is naturally embarrassing: "It's a springboard for being transferred to a non-commissioned officer, but it's an embarrassing thing anyway... But it's bright, we're back together again, aren't we, huh?"

As he spoke, he sniffed subconsciously, as if he had smelled something, and sat up straight away.

Wu Liuyi smiled: "Sit down, I'm just asking casually."

Chengcai shook his head nervously: "No, no, Comrade Scout, didn't you find anything?"

Xu Sanduo and Wu Liuyi looked at the ajar door inexplicably, looked at the room, and shook their heads.

Cheng Cai stood up, walked to the pile of vegetables by the wall, and patted the dried leg of lamb hanging on the hook: "All of these are very good, but I believe there are better ones!"

He finally found his target, hummed a little song, and lifted the lid of the stove.

The contents of the pot made him so excited that he could sing: "Dear Class Five, you didn't disappoint me for the first time! Comrades, the cutest thing in the world! I wouldn't give it to any girl! A total of ten steamed buns! I have been scolded several times by me for the habit of these boys, making meals for several days a day, and now I find that this is really a very good habit!"

Chengcai grabbed a steamed bun from the pot, and he didn't seem to want to eat but to kiss. He glanced at Xu Sanduo and Wu Liuyi, and changed his mind to bring out the whole pot of steamed buns: "Old soldier, eat the first one, thank you today Prepare breakfast for us."

Wu Liuyi's throat twitched, but he seemed a little dazed.

Chengcai: "Ten! It's enough to eat, why are you being polite? Xu Sanduo!"

Xu Sanduo looked at the steamed bun with a bewildered expression, obviously resisting the temptation: "You shouldn't eat it."

Cheng Cai's eyes widened: "Shouldn't you eat it?"

Xu Sanduo abided by the principle: "Assuming that the enemy is in an uninhabited wilderness, there will be no one...so you can't eat it, and eating this is considered cheating."

Chengcai looked at the mantou and then at them: "You two are sick... who would know?"

Wu Liuyi signaled him to put it back quickly, Chengcai would not listen!

"Put it back, Chengcai," Xu Sanduo pushed him, "I'd rather eat rat meat."

Wu Liuyi: "Then it will only be nauseating for an hour or two. If you eat this, you will be nauseated for the rest of your life."

Cheng Cai was so angry that he had to put all the steamed buns back: "Okay, I'm not afraid of nausea, I'll eat it! I'll carry it if I can't finish it! I'll carry you when you're hungry! Eat or not!"

Wu Liuyi looked at him indifferently, with a bit of contempt and a sneer, as if he no longer communicated.

Chengcai lost his temper and stared at him as he held a steamed bun in his hand.

However, to be honest, he couldn't bite down for a while.

Xu Sanduo shook his head at Chengcai: "You eat this."

Xu Sanduo took out his bag of untouched breakfast rations.

Chengcai stared at Xu Sanduo fiercely, trying to see even a little bit of sarcasm, but Xu Sanduo didn't, Xu Sanduo was still as calm as before.

"They're all fucking sick!" Cheng Cai finally threw the steamed bun back, slammed the lid on the pot, and sat back with his head in his arms.

Xu Sanduo sat beside him, touched him lightly, and wanted to give him the field ration.

"I didn't cry! I just don't know why I'm on the same team as you guys! It's not that I can't afford to be hungry, I'm still eating those things, and after a few years, I still feel nauseated when I think about them! I don't know what the picture is! This is not steamed buns , This is an opportunity! If you can carry it on later, you will be able to catch up with the top three opportunities!" Cheng Cai looked at the field ration in front of him, and in a moment of anger, he snatched it and stuffed it back to Xu Sanduo in the backpack.

"In this case, quickly lie down and rest." Wu Liuyi covered his face with a steel helmet and began to sleep.

Chengcai didn't forget to vent after lying down: "The people in Qilian hate you the most!... Wu Liuyi, why are you so fucking cruel!"

In the dormitory of Class [-], there was a sudden burst of laughter.

Looking out of the window, several soldiers were watching a popular TV series.

Besides, everything is quiet.

The wind blows through the grass blades, and the grassland is really a comfortable and comfortable place.

The three people in the kitchen, or in other words, the three fellow villagers and the three comrades-in-arms, continued to lie on the rice bags in three parallel lines, as if they were lying in a formation.

The anger of becoming a talent has gone down, and they were blown in by the wind while listening to the sound of TV and laughter.

Wu Liuyi's stomach groaned clearly and audibly, followed by Chengcai's wry smile: "A few days ago I sat with them and watched TV."

As if in response, Xu Sanduo's stomach groaned twice.

Wu Liuyi laughed, and Xu Sanduo laughed too.

Chengcai smiled wryly and covered his face with a helmet, as if he could hide all temptations from the outside: "Being a good soldier...it's really not easy, sometimes I really want to go home."

Xu Sanduo and the others listened, but stopped making any noise.