My experience in Soldier Assault Liver

Chapter 44 Remember! Remember! Remember!

44 Remember! Remember! Remember!

Chen Fan was about to talk to the old man looking for the sheep when he was suddenly slapped and pulled. He looked back and saw that it was a recruit from the second platoon and fourth squad.

"Brother Fan, come down quickly and stop asking me for cigarettes!"

"what happened?"

"I heard something from my brother before I joined the army. He said that a recruit saw an old man smoking when he was in the recruit company. He went over and asked for a cigarette. Unexpectedly, the old man was a cadre of the military region. When he went back I brought this matter to the recruit company, and the recruit and the other brothers who smoked were trained by the company commander and instructor for nearly two months. From then on, the guy had a psychological shadow whenever he saw cigarettes."

"Huh?" Chen Fan couldn't laugh or cry after hearing this. Naturally, he had heard this story many times, and there were different versions. After coming back to his senses, he chuckled: "You've heard too many stories, haven't you? Where are there so many Chief of the military region, besides, this man outside is just a sheepherder, so how could he be a cadre of the military region? I still have some discernment."

After saying that, Chen Fei turned around, looked back at the old man outside, and continued to negotiate: "Old man, do you have a cigarette?"

"Little comrade, you are not allowed to smoke, right?" After the old man understood what was going on, he hurriedly walked towards the wall.

"Uncle, smoking is not allowed inside, but I have learned to smoke since I was ten years old. I have been smoking for a long time and my addiction is still very strong. I feel uncomfortable if I don't smoke for a day. Uncle, I see that you are also a smoker. The pain caused by addiction is , I think you must feel the same way, uncle, please, please give me a cigarette, please?"

The old man shook his head, a little helpless. He touched his body and took out a small half pack of cigarettes, which was a local brand. He took one out of it, but before he could take out the cigarette, Chen Fan So he pushed even further and said, "Uncle, can you give me all the remaining cigarettes? Please, I'll give you money! We have several brothers here who are just like me, and they are all extremely pitiful!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but take out ten dollars from his pocket and throw it down: "Uncle, I'll give you the money first!"

Seeing this, the old man didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he had to say: "My cigarettes are not worth much, only four or five yuan a pack, so you don't need that much!"

Chen Fan quickly said: "Uncle, please help me buy another pack for the rest!"

"You want more?" The uncle was stunned: "But how can I give it to you?"

"Uncle, after you buy it, put it in a plastic bag, put a small stone in it, and then throw it in directly. I will pick it up later."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll take the money and run away?" The old man couldn't laugh or cry.

"Uncle, you can't do it. You are a good person, I can see it!"

The old man didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he didn't refuse.

The guys who were following Chen Fan saw that Chen Fan had succeeded, and they quickly put money into their pockets: "Chen Fan, I have ten yuan here, please help me buy a pack!"

"I have five yuan, I will buy a pack of five yuan!"

"I have it too, I have it too!"

In just a moment, Chen Fan received thirty-five yuan in his hand.

"Uncle, please help me buy cigarettes with this money. We have several brothers who also need it! We have a total of forty-five cigarettes here. I'll give you ten yuan. It's your hard-earned money to help us. All the other money will be used to buy cigarettes, any brand will do, just buy the cheapest one, the more the better, uncle, thank you——"

“You guys—don’t learn well!”

The old man didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he actually collected the money one by one, then turned around and left.

"Uncle, you won't sell us, right?"

Everyone calmed down and suddenly felt a little scared. "No, uncle is not that kind of person!" Chen Fan was very confident.

After dinner that afternoon, everyone hurriedly ran to the back mountain like thieves and arrived at the place where they met the old man in the morning.

Xu Sanduo was still on sentry duty.

"Isn't it?"

"How could this be?"

Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw a few plastic bags on the ground.

There are three large plastic bags on the ground. One plastic bag contains a carton of cigarettes, all of which are from Xiaohonghe. There is also a paragraph written in it:

"Comrades, smoking is not a good thing, so smoke less. However, I was a soldier back then and I know the pain of addiction when I was a soldier. So - if you have to smoke, then smoke something good, Xiaohonghe They are the best cigarettes I can buy, and I don’t go to your place very often. You may have to smoke these in the lower company of recruits, so save yourself.

There are some fruits in the other bag. They are from my home. They are not valuable. You can try them. There is also a bag with some snacks I bought for you. It is not easy for you. When you are tired from training, just eat some. , It’s not easy to go out to be a soldier. Do it well and don’t embarrass your family or the army. You eat these things secretly, but don’t let your squad leader see it! Again, don’t let your squad leader see it, otherwise you will die miserably! Remember! Remember! Remember! "

"The uncle has given us so many things. If the company commander finds out, what will happen to us?" someone said worriedly.

"So don't let the company commander know!" Chen Fan said.

"Yes, we must not let the company commander know! Otherwise we will be dead. The uncle gave us so many things at once, but the disciplinary requirement is that we are not allowed to take advantage of the masses. If we are discovered, we will really die!"

Everyone nodded.

"But so many things - it costs a lot of money, right? How can we return the money to the old man?"

Chengcai blinked and said, "I have an idea. We may go out for shooting in two days. Maybe we can meet each other on the road, or we can find an excuse to go to the village. Let's prepare the money first. Just return it to the uncle then."

"That's a good idea!" Everyone's eyes lit up.

Only Chen Fan was startled: "Chengcai, how did you know you were about to do target practice?"

"When I came up just now, I saw several squad leaders taking guns out of the warehouse one by one. I guess there will be shooting training soon!"

"Fuck—" Chen Fan slapped his thigh.

"Brother Fan, what's wrong?" Everyone was shocked.

"The company commander promised to give me a gun in advance. Damn it, I forgot about this!"

Chen Fan said as he ran downstairs.

"Brother Fan, smoke! How do you separate the smoke?"

"You guys figure it out for yourself, I'm going to take a look at my gun!" Although Chen Fan also smokes, he is not addicted to it. In comparison, his desire for guns is definitely greater. He has been a smoker for several years. He is a military enthusiast, but he has never even seen a real gun, so let alone touch him.

The gun that the recruit company is going to use at this time is the famous Bayi Bar. It will be eliminated in two years and will never be seen again. Therefore, Chen Fan just wants to go and see it at this moment!
  "Brother Fan, wait for me!" Chengcai quickly came to his senses and hurriedly chased after him.

(End of this chapter)