Special Years
Chapter 614: 1 bowl of duck leg soup
The night when he returned to the camp, when Luo Xing sat down for dinner, the cooking squad leader came up and put a large bowl of duck soup in front of him.
The duck soup is clear, with a little oil star floating, and a duck leg rests in it.
A whole duck leg.
Luo Xing was startled and asked, "What's the matter, Lao Li?"
The cooking squad leader, surnamed Li, rubbed his hands on his 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 I have no other injuries on my body.
The captain, Lian Yue, said that he wanted to take credit for him, and the instructor also said that he would personally write the materials and send them to the headquarters.
Luo Xing was not used to these compliments and praises.
He still prefers Lian Yue's vicious look towards himself and his soldiers, and the way he speaks when he calls him "brat" at every turn.
Actually, it's not that Lian Yue was born with a big temper.
But Lian Yue has one thing, he is very fierce on the minefield.
The soldiers in the team all said that the captain, Lian Yue, was Lei Gong when he went to the minefield.
The protective clothing is heavy, and it is easy to pickle the skin when it is worn on the body. Not to mention the prickly heat, it is also rotten. If it is summer, it is even worse. After the rain and the sun, wearing the protective clothing is a sauna.
So many soldiers don't like to wear them.
But when Lian Yue is here, you must wear it.
Whoever doesn't wear it secretly, Lian Yue finds out that when he goes up, he kicks his ass, and then he will scold you that one Buddha is born and two Buddhas are in Nirvana.
In his words, I'd rather kick your **** savagely than go into a minefield and have your **** smashed by a mine!
and instructors.
Luo Xing liked him to keep his face straight, and criticized him in a serious and mother-in-law's tone unique to a political cadre.
After coming down from the minefield today, the captain spoke softly, and the instructor stopped nagging.
The two changed their temperament, they both became gentle and drizzle, and both praised Luo Xing for his good work and called him a hero.
hero?
In fact, Luo Xing secretly thought about this issue later.
He really didn't want to be a hero.
Because if the grenade blows up, it doesn't seem to matter whether the hero is a hero or not.
At that time, I only thought that since I was going to die, I would kill myself, and don't implicate my comrades around me.
That's all the idea, how could it be so high?
The instructor said that he would write materials for him and send them to the headquarters, and set him up as a model.
Hearing this, Luo Xing, who was not afraid of crouching down with the grenade in his arms, made him panic a little bit.
He has seen how a hero is.
At the beginning of last year, a soldier in the second team was injured in order to protect his comrades while clearing mines, and he became a hero.
Later, the TV station came, and so did the military newspaper reporters. They were invited to give reports, go to school, go to work, go to government agencies...
Under all kinds of spotlights, all kinds of flashlights clicked.
Actually, that soldier knew Luo Xing.
Later, I asked him privately, how does it feel to be a hero?
The hero shook his head and sighed. He didn't say a word for a long time. In the end, he just shook his head with a wry smile and said, "It's hard to say a word, I might as well come back to clear mine more energetically."
I didn't say anything after that.
Luo Xing didn't ask why.
The title of hero seems to be quite dazzling, and the taste of it may really only be understood by the parties involved.
So Luo Xing was a little scared for no reason.
Just like the bowl of duck leg soup in front of you now.
If this bowl of soup were placed in any food stall in the county, the price would be less than two yuan.
But in Nakui Village, this ordinary bowl of duck leg soup is endowed with a heavy meaning.
It is a long distance from the county seat, even if you drive it, it takes 70 kilometers.
Most of the roads leading to Nakui Village are mountain roads, relying on mules and horses to carry supplies.
So before coming in, most of the mine-sweeping team brought some canned supplies.
Supplies are supplied from outside every three days, and they are brought in by a team of mules and horses.
Due to the road, I purchased it from the county seat and then sent it here, at least the next day.
Due to insurance issues, most of the fresh meat dishes have a strange smell after they are delivered.
Most of the villagers here hunt for a living, and the minefields affect farming, so they don’t plant at all.
They all use very primitive tools for hunting, and it is enough to fill their stomachs. It is definitely not enough to sell them to an army of more than 100 people.
Therefore, all the minesweepers eat canned vegetables, and it is rare to see fresh meat dishes. Occasionally, the hunter team makes traps and catches some game to supplement it.
The duck leg Luo Xing lying in the soup bowl is very impressive.
A few days ago, Lian Yue felt heartache from the soldiers who ate canned vegetables continuously until the corners of their mouths were disgusting, so he used the radio to contact the command and asked him to send some fresh meat and vegetables in anyway.
As a result, the headquarters really sent someone to deliver them, but only five of the ducks sent in were odorless, and the others were somewhat spoiled.
The cooking class has a quota of two ducks per day, and there is not enough cooking, so they can only chop up and cook soup.
There is only the last duck left today.
And one of the duck's legs was lying in its own bowl.
Raising his head, he was surrounded by envious eyes.
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 bite, then handed it to the next comrade who was sitting beside him.
"Come on, one bite at a time, and pass it on."
The comrade in the back looked at this bowl of duck leg soup and didn't dare to take it for a long time.
Everyone at the same table looked at Luo Xing and the comrade who didn't dare to take duck soup.
"I'm the squad leader, and I ordered one person to eat soup and one person to eat duck legs! Eat!"
Luo Xing's duck soup was handed a little further forward and reached the mouth of his comrade~lightnovelpub.net~ Since it was an order, I could only take it.
The soldier licked the corner of his mouth, which was blistered due to the lack of vitamins, put his lips lightly on the edge of the soup bowl, and took a small sip.
Then he also took a small bite on the duck leg.
After that, this bowl of soup continued to be passed down...
One by one……
One by one……
Suddenly, someone couldn't help it, sobbed violently, and then said, "I'll go out for a while."
and ran away.
That bowl of duck soup was passed to three tables, and thirty-two people drank it, but it was not finished...
Captain Lian Yue sat at a table not far away, watching all this quietly with the instructor of the minesweeping team.
They didn't stop.
No one wants to break the precious atmosphere of this moment.
After a long time, Lian Yue suddenly said to the instructor, "Our troops, the spirit of Shangganling has not been lost..."
Zhuang Yan was sitting at the table next to Lian Yue when he heard these words.
The spirit of Shangganling?
what……
It's the story of the apple...
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