In the shabby and crowded recruits' dormitory, Wu Shitou silently packed a tattered suitcase, put it on his back, and then left it there without moving.
The new recruits gathered around him, watching Wu Shitou staring blankly and unwilling to move, and they couldn't help but feel deep sympathy for him. Although they usually called him a fool, ridiculed him, and occasionally cheated him, now no one had the heart to do so. People are not plants, how can they be ruthless? Who would have thought that there would be a quota for Class 9 this time? Poor fool Wu Shitou, although stupid, is he also hesitating about his miserable fate
Everyone's legs were sore from standing there, but Wu Shitou didn't move. Finally, a new soldier walked over, patted Wu Shitou on the shoulder, and comforted him sadly: "Fool, I understand you, but you can't avoid what's coming. You have to face reality. Go ahead, otherwise the flowers will bloom."
Wu Shitou finally spoke dully: "I want to leave, but I don't know where Class 9 is."
The heads of the group of recruits were all dark. The little sympathy they had accumulated with great difficulty disappeared in an instant, and they wished they could beat this idiot up right now.
"Ahem, ahem... Damn it..." The new soldier raised his hand that was patting Wu Shitou's shoulder, wanting to give him a big slap, but hesitated for a moment and still couldn't do it. After calming down for a while, he said again: "Well, idiot, let me tell you, in our entire regiment, apart from the regiment commander and the political commissar, the ninth squad is the easiest to find. Your squad leader basically lives in the confinement room for a long time, so you can go there and find him for sure."
The sentry standing at the door of the confinement room was Xiao Bing. He had a meticulous expression but was in a particularly good mood. He was a guard affiliated with the regiment headquarters. The last time Hu Yi was put in confinement, Xiao Hongying secretly gave a bullet to him and another soldier on shift who were on guard, turning this originally most boring and painful job into a lucrative one. So when Hu Yi came in again this time, Xiao Bing and that soldier immediately volunteered to take on the job of guarding the confinement room that no one was willing to do, and naturally each of them got a bullet.
Xiao Bing was still hoping that Hu Yi would make more mistakes when he saw a soldier approaching the confinement room. He was about eighteen or nineteen years old, not very tall, sturdy, dark as a potato, carrying a tattered suitcase on his back, and walked straight towards him without looking around.
"Stop, what are you doing?"
"I'm looking for my squad leader."
When did Class 9 have such a number? He had doubts in his mind, but for the sake of Bullet, Xiao Bing didn't care. He looked around to see that there was no one around, raised his hand and pointed behind him: "Go to the back window."
Hu Yi put his arms on the windowsill, frowned, and looked at the black potato outside the window from top to bottom several times. He didn't need to say anything, just from the staring eyes that were staring at him, he knew that this guy didn't have a high IQ, at most he was about the same height as the windowsill.
"Who asked you to come?"
"My captain asked me to come."
This guy who should be persuaded to leave insisted on being stuffed into my ninth squad. The third company commander is really conscious. Doesn’t he love his soldiers like his own sons? Why doesn’t he take this guy back to his third company and love him well? It’s obvious that he is using him to scare me.
"Why do you want to join the army?"
“I don’t know how to dig a well.”
Although he was mentally prepared, Wu Shitou's irrelevant answer still made Hu Yi scratch the back of his head. It was difficult to listen to him.
“Why dig a well?”
"You can only have food if you dig a well."
"Then why can't you dig a well?"
"My father said I couldn't find any water."
"Where's your father?"
“It was buried when the well was dug.”
"Where's your mother?"
"I buried it when I dug my father up."
"What did you do?"
"I dug out my mother and my father, but I still didn't find any water."
“How deep did you dig?”
"Eleven feet and three feet."
Hu Yi understood completely that this silly boy's family made a living by digging wells for others. His parents died digging wells, and this silly boy was left. Although he knew how to dig wells, he couldn't judge the location of the water hole, so he couldn't eat. What surprised Hu Yi was that this boy could dig nearly 40 meters deep and could accurately grasp the depth.
"What's your name?"
"Fool."
"I'm asking what your name is?"
"Wu Shitou."
"What did you learn in the recruit company?"
“I haven’t learned it yet.”
"You don't even know how to aim? Then how can you dig a well straight?"
"The hanging wire is straight."
"… "
Hu Yi was speechless. It was okay that he was not smart, and he couldn't use a gun. However, in terms of military affairs, Hu Yi's knowledge was not comparable to that of the third company commander. It was a bit regretful that this idiot couldn't learn to shoot a gun, but he didn't think it was a necessary skill. Since Wu Shitou couldn't hold a gun, he should have no problem doing work. A shovel and a pickaxe should be good for him, so he could just make do as an engineer.
Seeing Xiao Hongying swaying through the door with her two pigtails twisted, Ma Liang and the other three stared at each other in confusion. How could she come back so soon? She looked so smug and proud. Was this the expression she should have after turning herself in
The little girl ignored the three people's stupidity and went straight to the table. She picked up the water bowl and gulped it down. Then she shouted, "Don't just stand there. Hurry and find me some paper. I need it."
Ma Liang asked in confusion, "Why did you come back so soon? Didn't the regiment commander and the political commissar detain you? What do you need paper for? To write a self-criticism?"
The little red-tasseled braid lifted up proudly: "What kind of self-criticism should I write? To tell you the truth, I sold those things to the Second Company!"
What? Sell it to the Second Company? Oh my god, this heartless and wicked girl, she hasn't even made up for her mistake of lying about military intelligence, and she's going to make another private deal with the company? Ma Liang's head suddenly got bigger, and just as he was about to speak, Luo Fugui was the first to slam the table and jump up.
"What? Well done! How much did you sell? Girl, let's make it clear first, I also have a share of this batch of goods, you can't eat it all by yourself!"
Ma Liang kicked Luo Fugui and made him stagger: "You heartless man, go to hell." Then he glared at the little girl and said: "My dear aunt, please don't do this anymore, okay? Don't you think this is not a big enough problem?"
The little girl calmly sat down at the table and said with a grin, "Originally, I went to turn myself in, but I met the unlucky Gao Yidao, and then..."
After a while, Ma Liang heaved a sigh of relief after listening to the little girl's detailed account of what happened. Compared to confessing and turning himself in, the little girl's method was not bad. In any case, those things could be returned to the independent regiment and would not be wasted outside, which relieved Ma Liang of the psychological pressure.
“But who can draw a map?”
"A fox! Can I still count on you three idiots?"
"Okay! Then don't just stand there, find some paper and pen and send it to the monitor."