ultimate special forces king

Chapter 201 No way out (Part [-])
Lin Zhen froze in place, in a dilemma. Without the troop transfer order document, he had no way to return to the original team.

"Damn it, what's the matter?"

He just quietly watched those busy soldiers in the cooking squad, and at the same time he wanted to be quiet.

This stop lasted more than an hour, and no one looked at him during the whole process, as if there was no one extra here.

When the last batch of soldiers in the front cafeteria had finished eating, the people in the cooking class gradually became less busy. They brought back all the dishes in front of them. There was only one bucket of boiling water, and it was still empty after a day. This was the result of strict discipline. .

It is the discipline of the army to eat so much and stuff it into your mouth if you can't finish it.

Many people didn't know it at first, and those who were cheated would die, because no one was allowed to get up until the last person at the table had finished eating.

"This is an assembly line meal!"

What newcomers don't understand is that the first meal is often the fullest meal, and they leave with their stomachs full.

Lessons learned, so the people in the back take it easy every meal, so the hog bucket is almost a superfluous prop.

A soldier pushed back the bucket of water, placed it beside him, and then walked away. The guy obviously saw that there were still people standing here, but he turned a blind eye.

The corners of Lin Zhen's mouth twitched. It's okay to get off the horse, but he was left hanging for more than an hour on the first day, and the days to come were sad.

Lin Zhen paid attention to the middle-aged soldier. He should be the boss of the cooking team, but the scar on his face, the deep meaning in his eyes, and the faint sadness exuding from his body must be someone with a story.

Others began to clean up the sanitation of the canteen, rinsing and brushing directly with the water hose.

In fact, there are still kinds of buckets for soaking water. Just after a soldier brought them over and placed them beside Lin Zhen, after a while, another soldier came over.

Lin Zhen quickly showed a smiling face that she thought was very charming, and went up to meet him and said, "My old man, what do you need me to do?"

The soldier raised his head and glanced at Lin Zhen, then dragged away with the bucket next to him without emotion, without saying a word, which made Lin Zhen depressed and hopeless.

The soldier poured all the remaining food that he couldn't finish into the bucket of water, and then parked it aside.

These should be used to feed pigs. Behind the cafeteria, there is a row of wooden houses with a corridor, in which more than a dozen pigs and chickens are raised, and the rest is where the soldiers of the cooking squad live.

Lin Zhen counted the faces boredly. After more than an hour, he estimated that the cooking team was responsible for feeding all the recruits in this army base. He doesn't know the number, after all, this is not an endless architectural pattern, there are many walls blocking his sight.

There are two canteens, one is the canteen for veterans, and the other is for recruits. Except for those squad leaders and deputy squad leaders who follow the squad, all the remaining veterans are in the other canteen.

And the cooking class where Lin Zhen is located is the recruits canteen.

Those people were busy inside for a long time. After ten minutes, Lin Zhen finally saw many soldiers sitting down to rest. The middle-aged soldiers also stopped, sitting on a long bench and smoking a stuffy cigarette.

"Is this considered a benefit of the cooking class?"

Several soldiers gathered together, talking and laughing, their smiles infected Lin Zhen.

"Aren't these people very happy doing here? Don't these people come to this cooking class because they are forced to do so?"

Lin Zhen knew that if he didn't take the initiative, there would be no result if he had to stand until dawn, so he went up to help the soldiers who were still working.

This made the soldier a little stunned, and said: "You are a new face, look at your clothes, you must be a recruit, did you go to the wrong place?"

Lin Zhen said, "I just reported to the cooking class today."

The young soldier looked at Lin Zhen and asked, "Come to report to the cooking class? There is no mention of adding new personnel here. Did you come to the wrong canteen? You should go to the cooking class at the veterans' canteen?"

Lin Zhen shook his head. Of course he couldn't make a mistake. Although he was very reluctant to come to the cooking class, when he held the document, he could see clearly that it was the cooking class in the recruit canteen.

"No mistake."

Lin Zhen said.

The young soldier shook his head and ignored him. After all, he had been here a few times before, and within a few days, he repeatedly applied to leave, to return to the army for training, and even threatened to retire if he did not return.

He believed that Lin Zhen in front of him would not stay for a few days, and would be overwhelmed by the boring, monotonous life here without any passion, and then he would keep writing applications for transfer.

After seeing a lot, the soldiers here are used to it, so they don't have much affection or expectation for the newcomers.

However, no one will doubt the enthusiasm and desire, the sincerity and brotherhood in the hearts of this group of cooking squad soldiers.

However, if the newcomers want to get this kind of favor, it's okay, let's wait until the boring honeymoon period is over.

After Lin Zhen finished one task, he saw the soldiers nearby who were busy, and quickly followed to help. The other soldiers gradually stopped their work, sat at the table and chatted, and even watched Lin Zhen who was busy pointing. , talking and laughing.

Lin Zhen naturally heard it too, but he didn't stop what he was doing. He continued to do one thing and then another until the soldiers had nothing to do.

However, the middle-aged soldier didn't even look at him, he leisurely smoked his cigarette, and heaved his eye circles with great interest.

"It can be seen that this is definitely an old smoker and an old driver."

Six smoke rings are produced in one breath, gradually amplified, like a speaker symbol.

Several soldiers were used to it, and they were stingy in giving applause, because it was so uninspired to pretend, but even so, the middle-aged soldiers still had a great time.

I don't know what time it is, anyway, the lights have been turned on, and the sky outside has already dimmed.

At this time, Li Guoliang came in from a door, glanced at the middle-aged soldier, then walked towards Lin Zhen, and asked, "Lin Zhen, come to see you, are you still used to it here?"

"Squad leader, I'm fine here and I'm used to it!" Lin Zhen said with a quick military salute.

"Well, just get used to it. Lao Cao is a veteran. He has been in the army base for many years and knows more than me. You will definitely be able to learn a lot. In addition, let me tell you that you don't need to go back to the 502 dormitory for the time being. Well, after all, the work and rest time are different, so as not to affect each other's rest, you should live here for the time being."

"Yes, monitor!" Lin Zhen stood at attention and took orders.

Li Guoliang left. He didn't speak to the middle-aged soldier during the whole process. He just came to inform Lin Zhen that he didn't have to go back to the previous dormitory at night.

Lin Zhen didn't take it to heart and continued to work. A lot of work was snatched from those soldiers one by one.

When he was working, the more concentration he put in, the faster time passed. When he found that there was no work around, he realized that many people in the cooking class had left the cafeteria.

The middle-aged soldier also disappeared, which made Lin Zhen a little anxious.

(End of this chapter)