Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Shi Mingyuan was dumbfounded.

There is also a separate toilet here!

What a magical place!

Everything is different from the company!
A typical company has a main building, with one toilet on each floor, usually next to the washroom.

It's different here.

The warehouse at Baimapo Warehouse is newly built, but the barracks are old.

The reason is simple. There is only one squad stationed here, and there is no need to build a new barracks.

The previous barracks were all bungalows, so you can slip past them.

Although it is a bit old, it has been repaired and is very comfortable.

The toilet has also been renovated and connected to the townhouse, and a washroom has been built.

Only the old toilet remains.

The old toilet was a pit-style toilet, with two cement ditches running from high to low in the toilet, and a concrete wall half the height of a person in each squatting position. When a person squats in, he can still see half of his head.

When I was done, I pulled the iron tube in front of the ditch, and the water inside rushed down with a splash, washing away the poop.

So, there's a septic tank here.

The toilet and septic tank design here in Shenxian Class is also very old but practical.

It is covered with three large cement boards, and there are two iron rings on each board. To use the things inside, the two of them stand on one side and grab the iron rings together to move the cement board away.

At this time, the cement board has been moved aside, revealing the indescribable "organic fertilizer" inside.

There is a puddle over one meter wide and one meter deep next to the septic tank. The water is brought down from the mountain and is completely natural.

A veteran of the Immortal Class stood next to the septic tank, holding a long feces scoop in his hand. There were several large black buckets and two poles in front of him.

Seeing Shi Mingyuan, he waved: "Come on, come on, Lao Wan asked you to pick up manure, right?"

Shi Mingyuan said: "Yes, the squad leader asked me to pick up the manure."

The veteran said: "My name is Ding Meng, I used to be from the Fourth Company."

Shi Mingyuan hurriedly introduced himself: "My name is Shi Mingyuan. I am from Yilian. You can just call me Shitou."

Ding Meng also showed a curious expression: "Soldiers from the first company? Haha, you don't look like the injured one?"

Shi Mingyuan said: "I was punished."

Ding Meng was stunned for a moment and said: "Ah... like this..."

After thinking about it, I felt that I shouldn't ask any more questions, so I called Shi Mingyuan: "Wait a minute, I've finished it, and you can carry these two buckets of excrement to the sideline field."

After saying that, he picked up the manure spoon and scooped out a spoonful of thick and rich "fertilizer" from the "organic fertilizer pool", poured it into one of the black buckets, scooped three spoons in a row, and then scooped it from the puddle next to it. Pour the clean water into the dung bucket and stir to blend.

A bucket of "organic fertilizer" is just finished.

Shi Mingyuan noticed that Ding Meng only used one hand to scoop excrement, while the other hand remained motionless and hung to one side.

This way, even if you have less strength in your hands, you can't even scoop excrement with one hand.

"Old Ding, are you practicing wrist strength?"

he asked curiously.

Ding Meng said: "Practice your wool wrist strength."

He looked at his other hand and said that this hand was useless. The bones were broken and it was useless.

Shi Mingyuan's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes suddenly fell on the arm that had been hanging down.

He wanted to slap himself.

It’s not easy to ask, why should I ask this?

Ask for it!

Unexpectedly, Ding Meng was very calm, and said with a smile while scooping excrement: "Three years ago, something went wrong during a live-fire training. I ran a little too fast, and a recruit fired a little too fast, and what happened was It just happened that my arm was broken by a single shot, what bad luck!"

Shi Mingyuan suddenly remembered something.

He had heard about it.

At that time, he had already been in the army for one year, but had not yet joined the first company.

He has three camps.

I heard that a very capable veteran of the Second Battalion had an accident during a live-fire demonstration. His arm was broken by the soldiers behind him who were covering fire. He was sent to the hospital for rescue, but his arm was disabled.

Generally speaking, soldiers in all combat units are very sensitive to this kind of thing.

Especially for special operations brigades like the Tiger Brigade, this kind of thing is inevitable.

If something doesn't happen to you, it's best not to train.

But if you really want to practice your skills, live ammunition is inevitable.

There is absolutely no such thing as being comfortable, safe and getting the best training results.

Accidents - Combat - Safety.

This is an impossible triangle of military training.

Soldier kings are forged from blood and fire, and there will be no pie in the sky. Just sit there and put on an empty show every day and practice a few times to improve your combat effectiveness. "I've heard about you..." Shi Mingyuan said, "You used to be the best assaulter in the Second Battalion."

"Ahem, that's all in the past." Old Ding remained calm and calm: "It would be good if I could save my life. If the bullet were to go higher, my head would probably explode."

As he spoke, the excrement and water were mixed.

Shi Mingyuan didn't dare to be verbose this time.

In front of these wounded veterans, he should definitely do more.

When he carried the manure to the sideline, Lao Wan also used his magical power and got down from the cement cover.

While putting on his fitness clothes, he said to Shi Mingyuan: "I have to stay in the sun for an hour every day. The doctor said that my spleen is gone. Exposure to the sun like this can improve my immunity."

After that, he put on his clothes and said to Shi Mingyuan: "Let's go to the pigsty with me."

"Pigsty?"

Shi Mingyuan's jaw almost dropped in shock.

This is so...

There is actually a pig pen here!
For a moment, Shi Mingyuan thought that he was not in a special operations brigade like the Tiger Brigade, but in a certain logistics breeding base.

"What's wrong?" Lao Wan said: "Not only are there pigs, but there are also twenty chickens, a mix of pigs and chickens! Don't underestimate these pigs and chickens. Although our food is good, our place is very special. It’s the wounded…”

As he walked, he pointed at the veterans in the sideline and said: "Most of these comrades have been injured, and they need more nutrition. For example, I have lost my spleen. The doctor told me to get more wolfberries." Such medicinal materials as stewed chicken and blood replenishing. You said I always buy it myself. It’s inconvenient and costs more, right? And there’s that one, Lao Cui, who used to be a demolition expert and went to the border to participate in demining training. One of his eyes was blinded by shrapnel at that time. No, the blueberries grown in the field were used to patch his eyes. If you buy nutritional supplements, they are expensive, but the effect is not as good as growing them yourself..."

As Lao Wan walked, he introduced the special environment and people here.

Shi Mingyuan suddenly realized that this time he had really entered a unit that could not be described in words.

He suddenly became discouraged.

What should I do professionally if I send myself here?
What other training is there?
He is a sniper!

Just stay here until you retire?

He thought of Li Zheng.

He knew very well that if Li Zheng hadn't interceded for him this time, he would probably have to go home with the retired soldiers in two months.

However, I left myself here but sent myself here...

How is this different from going to jail?
Are you just going to hang out here until the third term is over and retire?
Is that the placement you want?

For a moment, Shi Mingyuan was in a state of confusion.

The location of the pigsty is just behind the sideline. Walk forward about 30 meters along the cement path and you will see a row of pigsties made of bricks and cement. There are three pigsties. The first two rooms are for pigs, and there are ten pigs in total. The third room houses a group of three-yellow chickens.

A veteran was busy in front of the pig pen, scooping out the ingredients from the bucket and pouring them into the trough.

When the pigs saw the food, they all ran over wagging their buttocks and crowded in front of the trough to eat.

"This is Lao Xie, the pigherd of our class."

Lao Wan introduced the swineherd to Shi Mingyuan.

"He will leave at the end of the year, and I will leave this place to you."

Lao Xie turned to look at Shi Mingyuan, said nothing, and turned around to continue feeding the pigs.

Shi Mingyuan noticed that there was something special about the pigs here. They were different from the big fat pigs he had seen before. They only weighed thirty or forty kilograms at most, with black heads, black backs and white bellies.

"Is this a piglet?"

He couldn't help asking.

Lao Xie turned around and said, "You know nothing! This is an adult pig. It is a different breed. This is a fragrant pig. The meat is tender and fragrant. There is no smell or smell. It is much more delicious than ordinary pigs."

After feeding them, Lao Xie put down his spoon and said to Shi Mingyuan: "After I leave, you have to treat them well. Although they are all beasts, they still have to be killed and eaten, but you have to put some effort into raising them and don't raise them to death. In the next few days, I will teach you how to feed pigs and where to find swill. Our pigs cannot feed feed and only eat swill. There is not enough swill in the class. You can ride the tricycle in our yard to No. [-] Camp. The swill over there is You can take whatever you want, and they all know it. By the way, these pigs can't be kept in pens all the time, and you don't need to work during the day to raise pigs. Lao Wan will make arrangements for you, one in the morning and one in the evening every day, to drive them out of the pen. , go to the mountains behind to let them rest, let them exercise, and eat some pigweed..."

He spoke in detail, and Shi Mingyuan fell into a trance again.

it's over... it's over...

Do you want to feed pigs here until you are discharged?
I am only a corporal now, only four years ago.

If fed to the third phase...

This is still nearly ten years.

This is more painful than killing yourself directly.

Shi Mingyuan's heart became a mess.

He had the urge to write a report and apply for discharge.

Don't waste your time here.

Can this be called being a soldier?
Soldiers who feed pigs?

He is a special soldier!

It's a sniper!
From sniper to swineherd?
This is simply humiliation!
When I was thinking about it, I had no clue.

Suddenly, a veteran limped over and shouted in the direction of the pig pen from a distance: "Shi Mingyuan! Someone is looking for you!"

Ask for a monthly pass!