Before he arrived the next morning, the Pili Surveying and Mapping Team went to the ammunition depot west of Lettuce Village.

Gu Maolin is so familiar here. Although he was transferred from the original machine gun company after only standing here for more than a month, it was tantamount to Gu Maolin.

At noon, he had dinner in Gengjiazhuang nearby. When Gu Maolin saw it, he immediately took leave and walked back to the barracks. Today he was not wearing military uniforms, and he didn't know how he could enter the gate.

Gu Maolin came back in just over an hour, which was beyond Wang Ke's expectations. Moreover, seeing him made Wang Ke look at him even more impressed. He actually took a flat head, carried a thermos in one hand and a snakeskin bag in the other. His shirt was tied into his pants, making him look very capable.

"Report to the squad leader, I'm back."

"Hey, no wonder I didn't know that there was a mute sun today. It turned out that Gu Maolin had changed!" Before Wang Ke could speak, Song Ruimin took the lead and ran over, and waved to Niu Suozhu and Zhao Mingming who were standing in front.

"Come on, come on, everyone eat popsicles." Gu Maolin greeted and opened the lid of the thermos in his hand. There was a candied haws popsicles inside. He really brought it. For the sake of the popsicles, he actually bought a thermos. Everyone rushed forward, and Song Ruimin quickly took the thermos and poured it out. The small thermos actually contained more than a dozen.

"Everyone have a rest." Wang Ke shouted.

Liang Xiaolong, on the other side, took a few popsicles, handed them one to Section Chief Chang Gaofeng, and the other to Wang Ke, and then took one to eat under the shade of the tree beside him.

"Don't you eat it? Gu Maolin." Wang Ke asked Gu Maolin who was standing there.

"I've eaten at the service club." Gu Maolin said, putting the snakeskin bag on his hand in the black donkey's carrying basket.

"Wait, let's see what's good inside." Niu Suozhu ran over to grab popsicles, but went directly to get the snakeskin bag.

"Yes, yes, there is really. I almost forgot that there is everyone's letter in it." As he said that, Gu Maolin helped Niu Suozhu take out the letter in it.

"Squad leader, you have the most, seven letters!" Gu Maolin handed over the letter, threw a piece of white stuff out of his hand.

Wang Ke quickly took the slightest eyes and his hands. "What is this?" He shook open and saw a brand new sweat bag. "Gu Maolin, you can do it. How did you do so many things in such a short time? How much does it cost?"

"What's the matter? You can learn the method of coordinating with the squad leader. First, I bought the thermos and cloth and handed it to the tailor shop next to the service company. I handed the thermos to the cold drink room, then went back to the company to get the letter, get the haircut, and take it with me when I came back. It was just the right time." Gu Maolin was a little proud.

"What is this?" Niu Suozhu squatted on the ground and took out a few more from the snakeskin bag.

"Be careful, be careful!" Gu Maolin reached out to get it.

On the ground, a haircut twee, a razor, a haircut scissor, a comb, a brush, and a piece of paper. There is also a small thin cloth bag and a small box.

"What is this?" Niu Suozhu asked.

"I bought a flute and a harmonica." Tani Shiroin replied.

"How can you have entertainment cells?" Song Ruimin handed over another Niu Suozhu while eating popsicles.

"I'm just about to learn if I don't have it! What else can we do if we beat gongs and drums? If there is no guitar, I'm going to buy a guitar when I have time!"

"Old problem, when I have time, I will go with you. I will buy one, and we will learn together." Liang Xiaolong came over with a gun. Since Nanshao Village's flood control and rescue, the whole class has formed a deep friendship. It is better than brothers than brothers. Gu Maolin prefers to call Liang Xiaolong "new recruits", while Liang Xiaolong calls Gu Maolin "old problem (soldiers).

"Genggugugugugugugu, you new recruit, call me again and be careful if I let me wet my pants." Gu Maolin was angry.

This intimacy and joke made Section Chief Chang Gaofeng laugh secretly. He had never been so close to eat, live and work with a group of young soldiers, and his whole body and mind were young.

This kind of intimacy also made Wang Ke very comfortable, but he also knew that if Gu Maolin showed his unique skills, Liang Xiaolong might not be the only one who wobbled his pants.

"Maolin, are you really planning to learn musical instruments?" Wang Ke asked.

The sun in the south flashed in front of his eyes, and he hadn't felt this way for a long time. A scene suddenly flashed in front of Wang Ke's eyes. In the dense jungle, their class was surrounded by enemies on all sides. Amid the sound of gunfire, Gu Maolin actually took out a piccolo and blew it gently, but except for the slight breath, it did not make any sound. The surroundings were like shells exploding, like mowing grass, and the enemy fled in all directions.

Is this a game or a time travel?

How could it be that it could be on the battlefield? In peaceful times, there is no war to fight.

Wang Ke calmed down. In addition to the dazzling sunshine, there were the half-human-high early corn and edamame in the distance, all green.

The battlefield, the battlefield, and being a soldier is for the purpose of fighting. Only soldiers who come out of the battlefield are more qualified to be generals. Wang Ke thought that what just passed by was not a dream or a scene, but a real battlefield.

But Wang Ke cares about his perception very much. He knows that this is definitely not a flash for no reason. There must be some necessity. If it doesn’t happen tomorrow, it doesn’t mean it won’t happen the day after tomorrow.

He looked at Gu Maolin again, and Gu Maolin stood up in front of him. "Squad leader, you are not as good as you say. I have to learn from you and think about these instruments carefully."

"Ouch! What's the stuff you put in your broken bag? Why do you have awls?" Niu Suozhu frowned and took out awls, a pair of flat pliers and a bundle of threads from the snakeskin bag.

"Maolin, what are you buying these for?" Wang Ke asked.

"Squad leader, I think our class is performing tasks outside. We must handle the haircut and shoe repair by ourselves. You can handle it, and I will handle it too. If you can repair shoes, I will repair shoes. Our reconnaissance team will not ask for anything. If I didn't think you were not doing it well, I wouldn't have spent two cents to waste money just now."

"Get out, I don't know yet. You are in the barber room next to the service club? I know that the barber is the sister-in-law of Director Luo of the service club. You kid keeps your hair so long, just want to go to her to take care of it!" Wang Ke said deliberately with a slight face.

"Hey, squad leader, don't slap people in the face, don't slap them in the face, don't slap them in the scars. Why don't you pick up any pot? I'll tell you all this little secret, how can I do in the class in the future?" Gu Maolin also replied mischievously.

"Niu Suozhu, put my letter in a snakeskin bag first. Now I don't have time to read it. I will go to the village for lunch immediately. Today we will try to drive this road to the exit of the Beijing-Guangzhou Line and return to the Apple Orchard early."

"Yes!" The whole class stood up, Niu Suozhu took the letter, turned around and put the thermos and snakeskin bags into the basket of the little black donkey's carriage. Everyone sorted out the equipment and walked towards Gengjiazhuang.

After lunch, the Pili Surveying and Mapping Team immediately started working. At about 3:00 p.m., the last pile at the exit was completely the same as Song Ruimin's calculation. Not only did it correct the direction angle, but it also corrected the altitude difference of the highway to less than ten centimeters. Now it is doing a back-to-back calculation and verification, and it should be completed in another half an hour.

Wang Ke pulled Gu Maolin aside and handed him two ten yuan bills. "Maolin, have you spent all the three-month allowance today?"

"No, not all spent."

"Stop coming, take it first. Wait until you go to the train station, buy some meat, some braised vegetables, and then buy four bottles of white wine. The excess belongs to you." Wang Ke whispered.

"Squad leader, you rich man! Where did you get so much money?"

"Shh! Be gentle, go and go back quickly." Wang Ke didn't want to explain to him. Ye just forced him to give him one hundred yuan last time when he came back from an excavator. She didn't want Wang Ke to live too frugal. It was right for a man to not be too big, but he couldn't have a single piece in his pocket. Especially after being a squad leader, he had to care about others more.

Wang Ke asked Gu Maolin to buy things today, and he had two plans. One was to celebrate the whole class. At the same time, he would like to thank Section Chief Chang Gaofeng and Uncle Liu, the daughter of Apple Orchard. This house was used for free and the things at home were used for free. The other was that he would rush back to Nanshao Village this week to burn the pot for his godfather Dong Fanggong, and he had to bring two bottles of white bars.

"Okay. Is the liquor good or bad? Ordinary ones have to be around one or five."

"It's OK for normal ones."

"Okay, I'll go quickly and go back." Gu Maolin took off his straw hat and put it in the basket of the little black donkey's packing rack. He turned around and ran away. Now he was becoming more and more like a soldier. His casual habits were fading away, and what was growing was his calmness and ability. Looking at Gu Maolin's back, Wang Ke felt a lot of emotion. When the old platoon leader asked Gu Maolin about his performance, Wang Ke didn't say a single extra word, and asked back, when will the third-class merit given to Gu Maolin in the regiment be approved?

This time, the third-class collective merit and the third-class individual merit have a great impact on Gu Maolin's life. Perhaps some people will say that no matter how good things are, you, Wang Ke, and your reconnaissance squad will catch up. If we were us, we would have made contributions.

Wang Ke doesn't think so. God gives everyone equal opportunities, but when opportunities come, opportunities are only reserved for those who are prepared; while those who are not prepared are often missed, and some people may not even think that it is an opportunity.

When we look up at the maturity of a warrior, you will find that he will never be an opportunist, flowing in his blood, and the essence of dedication to faith and pursuit is engraved in his bones. It is precisely because of this bloodline and muscles that when encountering a critical moment, he will resolutely express his true feelings, without hesitation or conditioned reflex, and rush forward.

In today's era, some people's so-called maturity is nothing more than being worn away by customs and becoming more worldly. It is not maturity, but premature aging of spirit and ideals. The maturity of a warrior should be the development of the real self, a person with noble pursuits.

Life is getting more and more lonely. Many people leave you one after another, or are left behind by you one after another. When you stand on the other side of your ideal, look back and stare at the road you come, you will suddenly find that the calmness and calmness of the Smiling and Proud Wanderer is so simple.
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