Chapter 129 People who get in the way

Author: There is a detective

Chapter 129 People who get in the way

A small town suddenly appeared on the desolate Gobi Desert.

The jeep did not drive into the town, but turned onto another fork in the road. On the asphalt road with twists and turns, there were sand-proof forests planted on the roadside. The leaves were rustling, giving people an incomprehensible sense of monotony and desolation.

The jeep driving on the asphalt road seems to be the only artificial thing in this Gobi.

Lu Nan looked out the window. The cavalry team just now had been left far behind. Everything in front of him seemed unreal, with the monotonous yellow color, dead leaves blowing in the wind, and flying dust.

The sky is blue, the earth is yellow, and no other colors can be seen.

Gradually, soldiers appeared on the desolate Gobi road. When the car passed by, they who were practicing off-road slowed down and raised their arms in salute. The driver also honked gently in return.

The sun above my head gradually went away, and the wind in the Gobi was like a knife, cutting my face painfully.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Nan felt as cold as his grandson. He had been to the Gobi Desert for training before, but Lu Nan looked at the snow-capped mountains in the distant horizon, and now he was wondering where he was.

The Black Tiger Brigade is squatting here. It is more remote than the Langya Brigade in the corner of the mountain. They are a pair of brothers in need. What's more, the Black Tiger Brigade and the Langya Brigade are from the same school. Their captain Lei Keming also rose to prominence from the Reconnaissance Brigade.

Yang Aimin, who was sitting in the passenger seat, smiled and asked: "Comrade Xiao Lu has never been to our Black Tiger Brigade, how do you feel?"

"We used to say that we, Langya, were like nothing in the mountains, but now that we have come to the Black Tiger Brigade, this is the place where nothing is like shit," Lu Nan joked.

"Hahaha~~~"

After the car continued driving for more than ten minutes, a camp stood alone beside a winding river. Lu Nan didn't know the name of this river, but almost all the rivers in this area were rivers created by the melting of snow-capped mountains.

The sentry at the entrance of the gate was holding the Bayi bar on his back to stop the car for inspection. Yang Aimin stuck his head out, and the sentry at the gate signaled to let him go.

Then Yang Aimin sent the two of them to a three-story building, and Lu Nan followed behind with luggage.

The dog-headed old man came here and was familiar with the road. He took the washbasin and a change of clothes and ran to the water room to take a bath. Lu Nan followed behind. He hadn't taken a bath for several days and nights, and the smell on his body was almost rancid. Lu Nan even disliked it.

That smell on my body.

After that, it was time to tidy up the housework. There were two single beds in the room, and even the bedding was made. Lu Nan put the items in place, and tried his best to help the dog-headed old man be a good servant. That was all he followed him.

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Putting on the green military coat, Lu Nan felt comfortable only then.

In the Langya Brigade, Lu Nan wears short-sleeved training uniforms all year round. I don't see it in winter.

But when he got here, Lu Nan wished he could wrap himself up in a rice dumpling. It was so cold. When he opened the window, what blew was not the wind, but a knife filled with sand.

I was helping the dog-headed old man put away the books he had brought, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

‘Dong dong dong.’

Lu Nan trotted over and opened the door. When he opened the door, he saw a polite colonel wearing glasses, with an elegant and easy-going literary temperament. Without asking, he knew that this was Lei Keming, the captain of the Black Tiger Brigade, who once carried a gun in

The enemy's position was plowed back and forth several times, but in the end nothing happened to the ruthless man who came back.

"Hello, Chief!"

"Well, hello."

Lei Keming walked into the room, opened his arms in a gentle manner: "Old Gao, long time no see."

"Long time no see." Dog-headed Lao Gao smiled happily: "Don't call me Lao Gao, call me Xiao Gao."

"Hahaha, we comrades-in-arms still talk about these false etiquette when we meet. When we were on the battlefield, you were the squad leader, and I was just an ordinary art soldier. You made me wait so hard! Every day, I stood at the gate and watched.

We have become a great friend."

"I miss Captain Lei."

"Isn't it?"

Seeing two old comrades meeting, Lu Nan quietly closed the door and walked out. As soon as he went out, he found a lieutenant standing at the door, turning his head to look at him.

"Hello, Chief!" Lu Nan stood at attention and saluted.

The lieutenant stood at attention and returned the greeting: "Hello."

Regardless of whether they know each other, when they meet a soldier with a higher rank than themselves, they call them squad leaders, and officers call them chiefs. That's right.

The lieutenant stretched out his hand and said, "Let's meet Lin Li, the deputy captain of the Vulture Commando of the Black Tiger Brigade."

"Lun Nan, the commando of the Langya Lone Wolf Commando."

"Your name is Lu Nan?"

Lu Nan blinked: "Why, am I famous?"

Lin Li: "My uncle's name is Lin Dayun, don't you know who he is?"

"I've never heard of it, where did you start talking about it?"

"you do not know?"

Lu Nan shook his head dully: "I don't seem to know the person named by this name. Are you familiar with me?"

Lin Li was surprised and said: "You don't know?"

"I don't know many people named Lin. Wait, this name sounds familiar. Damn it! Uncle Lin."

"Hey, I thought you didn't know me."

Lu Nan said sheepishly: "I was so confused on the road that I couldn't remember. Is Uncle Lin okay? The last time we met, I was on a mission and I didn't have time to chat with him."

"It's not bad. I heard I got promoted."

"Deputy group?"

"almost."

Lu Nan cupped his hands and said, "Congratulations."

"What are you fussing over with me?"

During the conversation, the old man behind the door also came out with Lei Keming, saying that he would take care of him. What could Lu Nan do as a big-headed soldier? He followed behind him until he walked into the army canteen.

Yang Aimin had already started placing wine on the dining table. There were three cases of beer under the table, five bottles of liquor on the table, and an unknown liquid in a white plastic bucket, which was probably wine.

After everyone sat down, the table was full of officers, the lowest one was a lieutenant. Lu Nan looked left and right, he had never seen anything like this before, and he was too embarrassed to get down. Finally, he sat down on the plastic chair under the wave of Captain Lei.

Use a teapot to pour a cup of liquid from a white plastic bucket. Lu Nan smells it: kumiss.

Yang Aimin raised the teapot and said: "I am a guest from afar, so I would like to show you respect by doing something first!"

He poured a tea jar full of kumiss down his throat, which shocked Lu Nan at first. This man was desperate for his life when he drank. He swung the tea jar and drank it in one gulp?

"How about soy milk?"

The dog-headed old man picked up the bottle of liquor and started pouring wine. He also poured a full tea jar, and then placed it in front of Lu Nan: "You don't even need me to take action, my soldiers can defeat you!"

Looking at the tea jar full of liquor, Lu Nan was so wronged that he wanted to cry. Can he still survive after drinking this?

"Dry!"

"Dry!"

Several leaders of the Black Tiger Brigade were also making noises around him. Lu Nan was in a dilemma. If he didn't drink, he would be losing face.

Lifting up the teapot, Lu Nan poured it into his stomach regardless of the situation. After drinking, he fell to the ground and pretended to be dead. Drinking like this wouldn't be enough to save him ten lives.

Seeing Lu Nan lying on the dining table, pretending to be dead, the dog-headed old man stretched out his hand and shook it, and then Lin Li picked up Lu Nan and left the restaurant.

The little follower was gone, and the dog-headed old man unbuttoned his collar: "No one is in the way now. Let's get two bottles of yellow to rinse your mouth. I've been on the train all the way, and I'm almost falling apart. I won't come home until I'm drunk tonight.

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"drink!"

"Dry!"
Chapter completed!