After leaving the village, we walked west for about twenty minutes. When we reached the forest clearing beside the mountain road, the lightly wounded men took off the long axes and ropes they carried behind them, and began to take turns lifting the axes to chop the trees. A soldier swung an ax handle about one meter long and used it hard against a pine tree with half of its roots exposed. He chopped down with the ax, shook it left and right, pulled out the ax blade, and carefully chopped near the deep groove.
Chop this section of the trunk into pieces, pull out the broken pieces of wood, and do it again at other parts of the same cross-section. As if chewing an apple, hug the tree and cut out a concave circle near the root of the pine tree that cannot fall.
Trough, find another soldier with uninjured legs and feet to kick the remaining wooden core into pieces.
The soldier who was taking a rest came forward to replace the panting soldier. The soldier who took a break walked to a tree trunk covered with dead leaves and sat down to rest. The soldier who took a rest took a sip from the water bottle handed by his companion, then handed the bottle back and drank again.
He raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his forehead and nose. Sitting in a row, the lightly injured collective labor team members saw that the warriors who were cutting trees in front of them were swinging their axes more slowly. A member of the rotation team stood up and stepped forward.
Go. Pat the living person’s left arm, signal the person to rest behind, take the wood-cutting ax and continue working.
It was different from yesterday's collective work with bare hands and collective rest. This morning we needed to use a limited number of labor tools, and the organizers made arrangements for rotating work and rest. Five soldiers who were sick formed a temporary group.
, doing heavy physical work for a young and strong workforce.
About an hour and a half later, the soldiers from the guard platoon came over from a higher post and said to the labor soldiers who were working: "Comrades, it's almost eleven o'clock. Pack up the fruits of your labor and take them back, so you can catch up on the meal."
Lunch." The labor soldiers shouted with red faces, stood up one after another, tied the wooden sections with straw ropes, cut off the birch branches on the side, and made several lifting poles.
The carpentry warriors are very experienced and know that the semi-wet pine wood sections are not light, so they made a special trip to do a second treatment. Yesterday, they hung rattan ropes with straw ropes to tie the firewood sticks. Firstly, the dead branches were light, and secondly, the dead branches expanded and became stronger.
The rattan will not slip off easily due to friction. Today, not only a temporary lifting pole is used, but also several tight grooves are cut with an ax blade on the bark of the wooden sections tied with straw ropes.
On the way back carrying the pine tree section down the mountain, Wang Chengzhu did not use the system to make any small moves. Accidents can never happen again. In addition, the items that can be taken out now are limited by the environment and season, and the range of options is not large.
Soldiers walking back from the mountain road to the west walked into the mountain village in pairs, carrying a wooden pole about two meters long. A section of pine trunk with uneven cuts was tied across the middle of the wooden pole. The soldiers held the pole with one hand.
, the other hand is holding a wooden stick with a thick wrist, which looks like a thick branch chopped off a pine tree.
First, we went to the home of the fellow who borrowed the wood-cutting ax to return the tools and left two sticks as reward. After saying a few polite words to the fellow, the team returned to the canteen's firewood room to store the harvest.
After finishing the work at hand in the morning, the temporary labor team returned to the No. 2 Hospital for the Slightly Wounded and announced its disbandment. The soldiers from the accompanying security platoon had already returned to the unit to report before arriving at the canteen after entering the village.
Wang Chengzhu went back to the ward to get the tea jar and cloth towel, and went to the sink in the small courtyard of the cafeteria. He was going to scoop up half a jar of cold water, soak the cloth and wipe the scab left by sweat on his head, face and neck. He didn't go there with a wooden basin, that's right.
I'm thin-skinned, but the tub was borrowed by other ward soldiers to use for washing clothes.
After scrubbing off the dirt, Wang Chengzhu stood in front of the cafeteria door and basked in the sun for a while. More than a dozen soldiers holding iron tea jars walked into the yard one after another. They helped the cook open the double-leaf wooden door of the cafeteria, waving his hands to stop standing there.
Outside, come in and line up.
After entering the room and waiting in line for a long time, the cooking squad leader and the assistant cook put out the rice bowls, vegetable basins and soup pots, and called the green scarf kid on the side to go to each hospital area to announce that meals were served. The cooking squad leader carried a wooden board coated with yellow mud.
It is propped up at the door. On the earthen board, it is written in ashes on the bottom of the pot that "white sorghum, yellow millet and two rice, sweet potato vermicelli stewed with yellow carrot sticks, and sour cabbage and minced meat soup will be served at noon."
Wang Chengzhu came early and finished lunch early. After washing the tableware and putting it back in the cupboard, he pulled the shredded meat between his teeth with his tongue, and returned to his 25-meter bed with half a jar of boiled water to prepare for a lunch break. Before taking off his shoes and getting on the kang, he rinsed his mouth and cleaned his mouth with a toothbrush. He took off his coat and trousers, pulled back the thin quilt and lay on his right side on the bed to cultivate sleep. It is easy to feel sleepy after eating, so Wang Chengzhu soon recovered.
She was fast asleep and had no reaction to the other four people in the same ward entering the room.
The conscious body entered the game and entered and exited the palace dungeon seventeen times at a rate of once a minute, finally advancing the character's proficiency to Expert Level 1. The remaining 52 points of fatigue were left for the evening.
The physical gain state at this time increased from 18% when getting up in the morning to 64%. This attribute only takes effect on the body in the Liangjian World. If Wang Chengzhu wants to experience the feeling of physical enhancement, he needs to wait until he wakes up.
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He hurriedly came in to level up the exclusive character, but he was stimulated by the words of the doctors and nurses in the duty room in the morning. Wang Chengzhu originally thought that he was sent to the world of bright swords by the system and could do whatever he wanted. He never thought that he had to abide by the natural laws of the objective material world. This
It actually took seven days for the wounds on my body to heal.
Last night, I learned that the proficiency system, which is opened after reaching the full level, has made rapid progress in improving the body's recovery progress, and also has additional buff status. As a result, when I took off the bandage, I saw that the wound had recovered well, but it was not completely healed.
After being favored by the system and coming to Liangjian World for a few days to recuperate peacefully, Wang Chengzhu's mentality couldn't help but be a little impetuous. In the world eighty years later, he had been working for six or seven years, and his edges were gradually smoothed by society, and he was unhappy.
No matter how arrogant he is, a man is still a boy until he dies. After leaving the body that had gained weight at a young age and entering this strong body, Wang Chengzhu was temporarily aroused by his experiences in recent days.
Thinking of the three immortals I saw before, the original owner of Wang Chengzhu's body was a people's hero who sacrificed his life in the past thirty years. The current Wang Chengzhu did not want to humiliate the soul of the hero who had just left, so he had to calm down and continue to think about himself.
In the calm field hospital, Wang Chengzhu's body turned over to his left side and fell asleep on the 25th bed. The sunlight from the south-central sky shined through the thatch-stem window, shining on the back of the soldier's head and in front of the bed. Wang Chengzhu
The eyes that were slightly closed were dazzled by the glare, and they woke up a little.
After waking up from his nap, his consciousness returned to his body. Wang Chengzhu squinted his eyes, clenched his fists, and felt the power emerging from his body. Thinking of the previous distress and vision in his conscious space, Wang Chengzhu said to himself that he should cherish the peaceful hospital time in front of him.
You must live up to Wang Chengzhu’s heroic past and live up to the peaceful life before the system sent you here.
Wang Chengzhu gently stood up and lay on the kang bed to do a plank support. Now there are four comrades with minor injuries sleeping in this cave ward. He cannot affect the rest of others because of himself. So Wang Chengzhu began to exercise on the hard kang bed.
The body actively adapts to the body that becomes stronger.