Chapter 226 Special Operations Brigade Ninth Regiment
Qi Zhijun drove the car and took He Shu for more than two hours.
We drove from the asphalt road to a slightly bumpy dirt road.
After that, we drove on this loess road for several more hours.
He Shu was not curious about where to go. He slept and woke up, woke up and slept again. When he arrived at the place, it was completely dark.
This is a military camp. The lights on the playground are very bright, but things in the distance are hard to see clearly. It feels like there are tall shadows, like tall buildings.
You can't see anything further away, I just feel that this place is very big.
He Shu got out of the car and didn't feel anything strange.
I guess my uncle wouldn't take him anywhere to play.
The car drove directly to a three-story building. He Shu got out with his bag and followed his uncle into the building.
There was no one in the hall. After turning a corridor, two soldiers in camouflage training uniforms came towards me.
After seeing Qi Zhijun, he immediately saluted and waited until they passed by before leaving.
Qi Zhijun opened a door and turned on the light. Inside was a single bedroom.
There was only a green single bed, and a small table and a chair by the window.
There was a red thermos and a large teacup on the table, a row of wooden clothes hooks on the wall, and nothing else.
"Go to bed first, I'll show you around here tomorrow."
He Shu nodded and walked in. Qi Zhijun closed the door and went away.
After his uncle left, He Shu stood there, saw a pair of slippers beside the bed, and walked over to change into them.
Then I opened the bag my aunt had packed and saw that it contained not only clothes and toiletries, but also two packs of biscuits and a bottle of vitamin tablets.
He Shu rubbed his stomach. After being tossed and turned for most of the day, it seemed that his uncle had forgotten that he had not had dinner yet.
He Shu opened a bag of biscuits, picked up the thermos, which was full. The teacup was also clean. He poured out a cup of hot water and ate the biscuits with it. That was how he had dinner.
There was no separate bathroom in this room. He Shu opened the door, stuck his head out and looked around.
It was very quiet, without any movement.
He walked along the corridor with a towel and toothbrush, and indeed found the bathroom and toilet.
When He Shu came out after washing up, he saw that there was no one in the corridor, so he walked around for a while.
The other rooms were all quiet, with their doors closed, and there didn't seem to be anyone there.
He remembered that when he first entered the hall, he saw a notice board in the hall, but his uncle walked too fast and he didn't have time to take a closer look.
Walking into the hall, there are notice boards on the walls on both sides.
Rules and regulations were written on one side. He Shu glanced at them and found the main disciplinary requirements.
On the other side is written the Special Operations Brigade’s 9th Corps’ Weekly Model Soldiers List.
Below are rows of soldiers' photos and names.
"Special Operations Brigade? Ninth Legion?"
Only then did He Shu know where he was.
But are the soldiers of the special operations brigade special forces? Is my uncle a trainer of special forces?
After watching for a while, He Shu was afraid of being discovered and causing unnecessary misunderstandings, so he immediately went back to his room.
When I woke up, it was just dawn outside and a faint wake-up call came from outside.
He Shu also quickly got up, put on his clothes, and then folded the tofu cubes.
He Shu's sleep has not been very good recently, and even when he falls asleep he always has some messy dreams.
I felt very tired when I slept, and neither my body nor my mind was relaxed.
So he became more and more listless and thinner.
There was a knock on the door and my uncle came over. Seeing that He Shu had already packed up, he threw him a set of camouflage training clothes.
"Change your clothes and I'll take you to have breakfast ."
He Shu thought that his uncle would continue to give him the same devilish training as before.
Thinking back to the military training, although he was very tired from the drill every day, he did eat well and sleep soundly during that period.
So he happily changed his clothes and followed his uncle out.
The cafeteria here is not in the building where I slept last night.
As soon as he walked out of the hall, He Shu finally saw what was outside clearly.
There is a wide open space in front of the building. The dark shadows seen last night were not tall buildings, but high walls, which should be used for some training program.
On the left was a row of military camps, which looked like large sheds covered with green cloth, with soldiers in training uniforms coming and going.
He Shu and his uncle walked to the large bungalow next to the building, which was where they usually had their meals.
The innermost part is the kitchen, and outside there are several large round tables. In the middle is a long table with all kinds of breakfast on it. Almost everything you can think of is available, like a buffet.
He Shu followed his uncle's example, took the plate and walked slowly along the table, taking a bowl of porridge, a fist-sized steamed bun, and some pickles.
Qi Zhijun looked at the little things he had and was a little dissatisfied: "What's the matter? Have you become a monk? Why are you eating such vegetarian food?"
"Uncle, just eat something light in the morning."
"What do you mean by light? Look at your small body. If someone doesn't know, they would think I am abusing you."
After saying that, Qi Zhijun walked to the front of the table and picked up three fried eggs, a piece of milk cake, and a plate of cold beef slices for He Shu.
He brought it back and put it on the table: "Eat it all up, and increase your appetite first."
He Shu stared at the things in front of him and swallowed. He felt full before he even finished eating.
"I won't limit your time, but you must eat all of these things in the morning."
After saying that, Qi Zhijun stopped paying attention to He Shu and lowered his head to start eating his hearty breakfast.
Seeing this, He Shu also lowered his head to eat, thinking that if he ate all this, he might vomit it out soon.
After drinking a bowl of porridge, he was almost full. Looking at the food on the table and his uncle staring at him, he could only pick up another piece of fried egg that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside and bite it slowly.
When He Shu finished three fried eggs, he sat there staring at the remaining food and slowly digested it.
Some soldiers have already returned from morning training, and dozens of them are rushing in at once.
Everyone rushed in sweating, grabbed a plate, and then under He Shu's surprised gaze, a lot of food on the table disappeared in an instant.
Everyone filled their trays with fried eggs, beef, and other dishes before slowly looking for a place to sit.
He Shu watched one person after another walking back and forth, each taking enough food for four or five people.
However, this number was calculated by He Shu according to his own standards. The basic age of these soldiers looked to be around 24 or 25 years old.
Everyone has a muscular body, not like those fitness coaches who train themselves to be square.
Instead, the exposed arms look very solid, and people can feel the strength in them.
Qi Zhijun had finished eating a long time ago. Seeing He Shudong looking around, he was a little stunned and knocked on his plate.
"Eat quickly."
He Shu looked down at the remaining ones and said, "Uncle, I really can't eat any more."
