50s: Starting with a storage ring

Chapter 113 Arrival at the Camp
For a makeshift team like theirs, when the younger brothers are thirsty, they will probably open a bottle of Erguotou to rinse their mouths; when they are sleepy, they will even open two packs of cigarettes and light them up. This is all possible.

It would be a fantasy for them to reconcile the accounts. So, as long as Sun Zhiwei didn't take too much, they wouldn't find out.

After a while, he arrived at the outer wall of Brother Long's courtyard, put away his bicycle, and covered the east wing with the ring space.

Glancing back and forth, I realized, wow, I took out so many things last time, and now they're restocked. Not bad, not bad, my original idea was right. This is a long-term solution.

In the east wing, all the honey was taken away last time, and now there were more than ten bottles, and he took away 5 bottles; there was even more milk powder, a rough count of more than 50 cans, and he only took 10 cans.

He hadn't taken much last time, but now the inventory had piled up into dozens of cases. He saw boxes of Moutai among them and simply took one.

There was no chocolate found. Maybe it was just a coincidence last time or it was stolen goods. But this time it was gone.

As for the canned goods, this time he saw not only scattered cans, but whole boxes of canned goods.

Even the words printed by the cannery were not erased on the boxes. This group of people are getting bolder and bolder. Sun Zhiwei sighed and took away two boxes.

The three bags of beans I brought home last time were quite popular, and I've already used up half of them. Since I'm here today, I naturally want to restock the house, so I'll pick up two more bags.

He took these things here and there, and didn't take them all from one place, so it didn't look very obvious.

After replenishing the stock, he searched the room again and finally found the cigarettes in a large box in the corner.

There are only brand name cigarettes in there, not a single cheap one.

The special grade ones are China, Panda and Red Sky, and there is only one of each.

He took them all. Maybe this will be of some special use in the future. Often, a pack of premium cigarettes is a stepping stone to success.

The first-level ones are Evergrande, Liqun and Da Chongjiu, with several of each.

He didn't know who to give this grade of cigarette to. None of his friends smoked Grade 1 cigarettes, and it would be a bit conspicuous if he took it out of his hand, so he didn't take the Grade 1 cigarette.
On the contrary, the relatively common second-level cigarettes are the most numerous, including Daqianmen, Blue Peony and Double Happiness.

These were the cigarettes he could buy. He took 10 cartons of Daqianmen and Lan Mudan, the same as the others. The special one was Hongshuangxi, which was a wedding cigarette. There were 22 cartons in total, and he took them all.

It’s just that I took a little too much cigarettes this time.

He thought for a moment, then took out a pack of Double Happiness and a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes and opened them. He took out 7 packs of Double Happiness and 9 packs of Zhonghua cigarettes, and threw the rest together with the packaging boxes into the box.

Then he opened a pack of scattered Double Happiness and Zhonghua cigarettes, took out one and put it in his mouth.

He then lit up half of the cigarette and put it out. He then threw the extinguished cigarette butt in the corner of his younger brother's dormitory.

The work was done. Although it was still early, he had to leave early tomorrow morning, so he didn't delay any further and turned back directly.

When he got home, he took out a large front door and went into the house. He said a few words to Tong Jiajia, who was half asleep, and then went to bed.

The other things will be temporarily placed in the basement of the hospital, and will be added to the basement warehouse one after another when he comes back from training.

At 7: the next morning, Sun Zhiwei, wearing a neat military uniform and carrying a large bag of things, arrived at the garrison base in the north of the city.

Today is the day for registration, and those who traveled nearby have already arrived early in the morning.

After registering his work unit and personal information at the gate and entering the roster, Sun Zhiwei was assigned to the 12th Squadron of the 6th Company. The dormitory for the 6th Squadron was a 12-person dormitory, and when Sun Zhiwei arrived, he discovered that he was the last one to arrive.

After asking, I found out that some of them live very nearby, and a few from the suburbs reported in last night.

Among the 12 people, there were three community cadres, two villagers from the suburbs, two middle school teachers, two college students, a station driver, a shopping mall clerk, and himself, a kindergarten teacher. Their backgrounds were really diverse.

After everyone introduced themselves to each other, they started chatting. One of the community cadres who knew some information revealed:
"I heard that the camping and training we're participating in started in May. We're the last batch, so there are almost 5 people including us."

"What kind of training did the first few batches have? How far did they have to walk?"

One of the villagers said: "I am from our village militia. This kind of training is to practice five things: 'walking', 'fighting', 'eating', 'living' and 'hiding'."

Hearing that someone knew something, Sun Zhiwei quickly opened a pack of Daqianmen and started passing out cigarettes.

"Come and have a smoke. Please explain it in detail. I'm still confused."

Everyone did the same thing when they got a cigarette: they put the cigarette to their nose, took a deep breath, and then stomped the cigarette butt on a hard object nearby to compact the tobacco before putting it in their mouth.

"Then I'll just explain it briefly."

"This [walk] is to exercise your legs and physical strength. First walk on the road, then on the path, then on the dirt road, and finally climb the mountain."

"In some places, there are many rivers, so you have to wade across the river and swim as well."

"This is fatal. I can't swim."

Some people turned pale when they heard this. After all, there are many landlubbers in the north, and half of the 12 people couldn't swim.

Sun Zhiwei comforted him, "It doesn't necessarily mean he has to go into the water. Let him continue."

"Then it was about fighting, shooting guns, firing artillery, practicing shooting skills, and also learning to throw grenades, lay mines, and fire bazookas."

Except for a few people who had participated in militia training, the others probably had never even touched a pistol. When they heard that they had to practice so many advanced things, they looked at each other in confusion.

As they were talking, a quick whistle was heard outside. Several people who had served as militiamen immediately jumped up and shouted, "Assembly whistle, hurry out."

After hearing this, everyone ran out of the dormitory. Sun Zhiwei also threw his things on the bed and ran out.

A row of soldiers was already standing on the playground outside, each leading a squad. Sun Zhiwei followed the crowd to find the squad leader of his squad, and then they spontaneously stood in a horizontal row.

"I'm Liu Dazhu, squad leader of Squad 6. From now on, you will all obey my command. I will teach you how to become a qualified soldier."

"Adjust the queue now." Then squad leader Liu came over and adjusted the positions where they were standing randomly according to their heights. Sun Zhiwei was placed at the end.

"First of all, we have to talk about discipline. Talking is prohibited after you line up. If you have something to say, you have to shout 'report'. You can only speak after I agree."

Everyone was silent after hearing this. Squad Leader Liu said angrily, "When I say something, you have to answer 'understand'. When I give an order, you have to answer 'yes'."

Then, everyone started shouting in a chaotic manner, some shouting "understood" and some shouting "yes". The squad leader had to repeat himself several times before everyone could agree.

(End of this chapter)