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Chapter 4 Meeting the Teacher

Chapter 4 Meeting the teacher

On the endless campus, countless figures in gray military uniforms lined up in the morning fog, practicing, and the sound of commands came one after another, and the cold light of the bayonet could be vaguely seen in the mist.

Chen Zikun squatted beside the mule cart with his rice bowl, watching the army train. A team of soldiers passed by, neatly grey cloth uniforms, leggings and cloth shoes, Hanyang made rifles on his shoulders, and sang the military song of the Third Division with heroic spirit: "Looking north at Manchuria, the wind and waves in the Bohai Sea are masterpieces. I remember that in the past, Jijiang River and Liao sinking, the people are happy. Fences are set up in front of Changbai Mountain, and the city walls on the Heilongjiang River are now in turmoil, and the Japanese pirates are in turmoil, and the storms are evil."

Wang Degui sat aside, smoking his cigarette puff, squinted his eyes at the dirty big man Chen and said, "How about it, is it the mighty man of the army?"

Chen Zikun nodded like pounding garlic.

Wang Degui smiled proudly: "The soldiers of the Third Division are not so easy to be. They are the foundation of the six old Beiyang towns. Which soldier has not been tempered? I remember when President Yuan was training at the small station, it was even more majestic than now."

As he said that, he hummed a tune: "The court wants to protect the overall situation of peace, and the commander of the commander will practice new exercises according to the order..."

Chen Zikun flattered: "Boss Wang, if you talk about it this way, these soldiers are your disciples."

Wang Degui grinned and said, "Boy, you are quite good at speaking. That's right. Not to mention these soldiers, even the platoon commander and company commander, you have to call the old shed leader when you see me."

Chen Zikun blinked and said, "Then why are you still a leader?"

Wang Degui was furious and took off his soles to hit him: "You boy dare to laugh at me, you can't beat you to death!"

Chen Zikun turned around and ran away. Wang Degui chased him reluctantly. Suddenly, Zhao Junxu appeared and shouted: "What kind of morality is it!"

Wang Degui smiled awkwardly: "This kid is polite, I will teach him a lesson."

However, Chen Zikun stood at attention like a soldier, his hands were placed against the seams of his pants, his heels were closed together, his head was raised and his chest was raised and his eyes looked straight ahead. Zhao Yufeng nodded with satisfaction: "Big man Chen, go to the horse shed to help brush the horse."

"Yes!" Chen Zikun went to the horse shed as he walked.

The groom's surname is Li, and he is an old fry like Wang Degui. He has free labor to use. How could he let Chen Zikun go and do this and that, lift water and wash the horse, and just sit on the side and watch.

"Oh, boy, I can't tell that you are quite good at it." Old Li praised Chen Zikun's skillful movements in horse racing.

Chen Zikun smiled honestly: "I used to serve large animals."

Lao Li said: "Okay, come to the horse booth to help me with your work in the future. I will tell you about your unique skills. Go home and be a veterinarian and let you eat for the rest of your life."

Chen Zikun scratched his head: "That's good."

...

After staying in the military camp for half a month without realizing it, Chen Zikun was very accustomed to this masculine military life. The old men in the division headquarters also liked this diligent and willing to work hard. Even ordinary soldiers knew that there was such a civilian husband, and they liked to watch and fuck him if they had nothing to do.

Sometimes he would think of Lin Wenjing, Yao Yilei, and the top Simalu brand, Miss Jianbing, who had a skin relationship with him. Every time he was very conflicted, he would slip back to Shanghai to find Jianbing and go to Hankou and Tianjin to live a happy life together, or continue to stay in this barracks and find his dreams.

Why don’t a man bring Wu Gou and collect the fifty states of Guanshan? Jianbing loves heroes, not cowards. A real man was born in a chaotic world. Only by doing a grand career can he live up to his life. With a career, why worry about not having a beautiful wife and a beautiful couple? Thinking of this, he felt relieved again.

The third division was Wu Peifu's soldiers, and Wu Peifu was also Cao Kun and Cao Dashui. Cao Dashui and Duan Qirui could not urinate in the same pot, so the third division was raised by the stepmother in logistics treatment, and the food was very poor, with two meals a day, and the soldiers were white rice and pickled vegetables, and officials could only eat a few more eggs. The Wu division ruled the army very strictly and was not allowed to plunder the people, so the soldiers were very fragile.

However, this did not cause Zhao Junxue. He went out to hunt and improve his life every now and then. After lunch that day, he carried a rifle and went to the door of the kitchen to shout, "Big Man Chen!"

Chen Zikun was helping Wang Degui pick vegetables. When he heard the hello, he ran out and stood at attention: "Yes!"

Zhao Yufeng fiddled with the rifle in his hand and said, "Do you know what this is?"

Chen Zikun replied with a high chest: "Report to the sir, this is a German-made Mauser five-son leaking gun, with a caliber of seven or nine, and weighing seven or eight taels."

"Damn it, you're ruthless!" Zhao Yufeng didn't expect Chen Zikun to answer so fluently, throwing the rifle over and saying, "Carry it, go out hunting with me. My military commander is happy. Maybe I'll give you two bullets to enjoy."

Chen Zikun received the gun, and his excitement was beyond words. When he was a bandit in Kanto, he used the Japanese gold hook rifle, the Russian water beads, and the German guys had never touched it. The Mauser 98 rifle, walnut stock, shiny blue, and the barrel was thinner, which was much slimmer than the old sleeve made in Hanyang. He picked it up and flicked it, and the machine parts were perfectly meshed, without any noise.

The two of them went up the mountain with guns on their backs and walked for a while, but they didn't even see a pheasant. Zhao Yufeng cursed: "What's wrong today? Do these wild animals know that I'm coming to hunt?"

Chen Zikun flatteredly: "I guess the pheasants and rabbits here have been beaten up by the commander."

Zhao Yufeng smiled and said, "You guy's flattery skills are almost up to me."

There was no choice but to continue walking into the deep mountains. Chen Zikun's eyes were sharp and saw a hare rabbit in the distance. He hurriedly pointed it to Zhao Yufeng. Zhao Yufeng tiptoed over the gun, pulled the bolt and loaded it, and shot it with a bang. The rabbit ran away. He pulled the bolt and fired it one after another. After firing five bullets, he saw that there was not even a rabbit's hair.

"The rabbit is injured, chase!" Zhao Yufeng threw the gun to Chen Zikun, pulled out the muffle gun from his waist and chased after him. Chen Zikun pressed the bullet into the bullet chamber while following him.

After chasing for a while, he came to a flat ground. Zhao Yufeng put a hat on the barrel of the pistol, sweating and steaming. He gasped and said, "Damn it, I was so unlucky today. I didn't hit anything. Hey, what is this?"

There is a pile of manure on the ground, which is more than three feet high.

Chen Zikun followed from behind and was shocked when he saw this: "Sir, go quickly!"

Zhao Yufeng was confused: "Why are you going?"

"This is a boar's nest!" Chen Zikun whispered.

Zhao Yufeng was shocked. The boar was just a wild boar. This thing went crazy and even a tiger could not fight it. Just as he was about to retreat, he found that it was too late. Among the bushes in the distance, several fierce little eyes were shining with cold light.

Zhao Yufeng was sweating in a cold sweat. This place was a deep mountain forest, and he was so unresponsive that he could not even have a bone residue left after being eaten by a wild boar. He was panicked and raised his gun and shot it. He did not kill the wild boar, but instead angered the other party. A male boar with huge fangs rushed over with his hooves.

"Damn it, why don't you die if you hit it!" Zhao Yufeng clearly saw that he hit the wild boar, but the other party's shiny fur seemed to be able to withstand the bullets. He took a shot without any damage and still ran over.

It seems that people have heard that wild boars are very intelligent and like to rub on pine trees. The bristles are mixed with pine oil to form a hard shell. The bullets of the hunting gun can slide away even if they are shot. The bullets of the shell gun are only the size of peanuts, so they can't do anything about it!

Zhao Yufeng's legs were weak and he couldn't walk. Suddenly, a gunshot broke out, and a red cloud exploded in the head of the male wild boar, and his four hooves fell to the ground.

Chen Zikun beside him was holding a rifle, and the muzzle was curling blue smoke.

The other wild boars rushed up with a roar. Zhao Yufeng finally woke up, and ignored Chen Zikun and climbed up a pine tree.

Below, Chen Zikun stood calmly and pulled the bolt. The brass bullet shell jumped out with the trajectory of the heat. The muzzle continued to spew out flames, and the gunshots were as fast as lightning. The gunshot sounded almost without stopping. The 79-mm Mauser rifle bullets were powerful and were by no means comparable to those of the folk iron sand hunting rifle and pistol. The wild boar was hit on the head and fell to death immediately. The remaining three wild boars were shot one by one by Chen Zikun.

The gunshots were heard far away, and the birds were alarmed and circling over the mountains and forests. Zhao Yufeng on the tree wiped his cold sweat and asked Chen Zikun below: "There will be no other beasts here."

Chen Zikun loaded bullets below and replied: "This mountain must be gone. There may be tigers on the mountain below. Are you interested?"

Zhao Yufeng said: "Forget it today, next time, next time."

Slide down from the tree and check the corpses of the wild boar. There were four wild boars, one male and three females, all of whom were shot in the head and died. Zhao Yufeng was overjoyed: "I'm eating meat now."

Then he looked at Chen Zikun blankly: "You kid, why are you so quick to shoot?"

Chen Zikun said: "I learned from the chief executives."

Zhao Yufeng was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "You can watch it. You are really a soldier's material! Okay, follow me, Lao Zhao in the future, and you will have enough food and drink."

Chen Zikun smiled honestly: "Thank you for the promotion of the officer."

The four wild boars must not be lifted. They used a knife to open the wild boar and bleed the belly. They threw away the pig's head and internal organs and intestines, and only took the semen from the limbs and ribs. In this way, there were still a few pig legs that could not be taken away, so they had to throw them away.

"What a pity, the sauce is a pot of kidney flowers and the onion is my favorite." Zhao Yufeng felt very distressed. In the mountains and forests, as long as people leave, these meat will definitely be eaten by other wild animals, and even if they are buried, it will be useless.

The two of them walked back to the camp with wild boar meat on their backs. When they saw them hunting wild boars, they were happy and said, "Zhao Junxue, are you all the fights? You can have a tooth sacrifice tonight."

Zhao Yufeng said proudly: "How about it, the marksmanship is okay."

After entering the division headquarters compound, he was heading towards the kitchen. An old soldier came towards him, bald, coarse military uniform and leggings. When Zhao Yufeng saw this, he immediately stood at the right hand and raised his head, his feet together, and shouted: "Stand at attention!"

Chen Zikun hurriedly stood at attention with him, his hands standing straight against the seam of his pants.

The old army came over, looked at the wild boar meat and said, "Did you hunt?"

Zhao Yufeng replied loudly: "Report to the commander, it is not a hunter for the low-level job, but a hunter from Chen Dazi, a civilian in the kitchen."
Chapter completed!
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