Chapter 18: Cooking the Gun

  Chen Yang and Sun Erpao finally finished moving those antiques, breaking out in a cold sweat. A soldier came to find them to go eat. On the way, Sun Erpao's eyes lit up as he muttered: "Chen Yang, this time is great, the special forces' food standard is configured according to the air force, guess what we have."

  The warrior who was called by them two laughed.

  Chen Yang's face felt a bit hot, and he gave Sun Erpao a sideways glance: "Shut up, all you know is eating. You'll understand when we get there."

  "Come on, you don't know either... I'm as hungry as a wolf right now..."

  Originally thought that eating would have at least a small canteen or large canteen, did not expect to wait for Chen Yang and Sun Erpao's only a folding small square table, and they were also surprised to find that with them sitting together to eat was actually He Chun Guang Zhong Xing and two other Shao Xing.

  Chen Yang felt a bit dizzy, the other soldiers were all six people per table, eating in groups, while he and Sun Erpao obviously didn't have any utensils prepared for them because they were temporary recruits. After going through the standard military courtesy, Sun Erpao didn't think much and sat down with a plop.

  He Zhong looked at Chen Yang with a somewhat hesitant expression and smiled: "What's wrong, sit down."

  When all these people were seated, He Zhong stood up and said: "Everyone relax, don't be nervous, just order whatever you like. To welcome everyone here, it was temporarily decided to add a meal for everyone, as a reception, I also know that everyone didn't eat dinner yesterday and sat on the bus all night, so everything is simple, no need to be restrained, everyone eats freely, after eating their fill, I will take everyone to get equipment.

  After listening to He Zhong's words, Sun Erpao relaxed a bit and his back wasn't as straight as before, while Chen Yang still sat upright with his eyes fixed ahead. When all the dishes were placed on the table, Sun Erpao started muttering to himself, although in a very low voice, but He Zhong still heard it.

  "......Isn't it about the air force configuration......, this food is even worse than mine..."

  He Zhongxiao couldn't help but laugh: "What are you muttering about? A real man should speak loudly and clearly, what's there to hide?"

  "Reporting to Captain, I just said that I'm as hungry as a wolf."

  "Then just eat it."

  "Report to the captain, have you ever seen a wolf eating Chinese cabbage and carrots?"

  Sun Erpao's words amused He Zhongxiao: "Sit down! Eat your meal! Don't be discontent, today is an extra meal for you, in the following days, you won't even get to eat these."

  After dinner, the warriors were left behind, while Chen Yang and Sun Erpao were still excluded from the outside, following an old soldier surnamed Liao to a temporary "kitchen", with a simple task of cooking guns. When they first heard this task, not only was Sun Erpao stunned, but Chen Yang was also dumbfounded. Cooking guns? This is unheard of.

  However, when the wooden boxes carrying weapons were opened, Chen Yang seemed to understand something, while Sun Erpao was still confused: "What's the point of boiling this iron thing?" Liao, a veteran in his 25 or 26 years old, couldn't help but laugh at Sun Erpao scratching his head: "It's simple, just boil it like cooking rice."

  Wiping the sticky butter off his gun, Sun Erpao stared at the large pot in front of him: "Just throw it in like this?"

  The old soldier with the surname Liao nodded: "Hurry up."

  Looking at the 56-style automatic rifle and 56-style light machine gun in the pot, Sun Erpao picked up a shovel and stirred it forcefully: "Chen Yang, look, this special forces is really complicated, the guns are actually used for cooking, but I don't know who can eat this thing..."

  Chen Yang couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Idiot, heating is just to better and faster dissolve the gun's lubricant, if you don't understand then don't talk nonsense."

  "You get it, you're the only one who gets it, you understand everything!"

  When the cooked guns were placed on the table outside the kitchen, Sun Erpao looked at the guns that were still emitting heat and dripping water and laughed: "Chen Yang, what do you think would happen if He Qiang brought them to take the guns now and saw these guys?"

  The old soldier with the surname Liao laughed: "Don't idle around, now there's water in the guns. Come on, let's disassemble them first and wipe them clean."

  These outdated firearms, Chen Yang and Sun Erpao had never seen before. Fortunately, there was this old soldier to demonstrate, and after a while of fiddling around, these two men couldn't say they were familiar with these guns, but at least disassembling and reassembling them wasn't a problem.

  The old soldier nodded in appreciation of the two's understanding, although their movements were still a bit clumsy, but overall they were already good. What surprised him even more was that Sun Erpao, this mixed person, had a much stronger grasp on gun assembly than Chen Yang. But just as things were going well, Sun Erpao ran into trouble again when it came time to receive their equipment.

  Hei Qi looked at Sun Erpao with a surprised face: "Tell me, why don't you take this gun?"

  Sun Erpao's face turned bright red with anger: "No, I don't want this thing. I want a rocket launcher. When my dad gave me this name, he was preparing to send me to the Second Artillery as a soldier, to launch missiles. Even if not launching missiles, at least I should be firing cannons. How can I fire a gun? Look at my physique, it's a waste of talent for me to carry that Type 56 rifle."

  "Hmm... " Hei Dui couldn't help but circle around Sun Erpao twice, muttering to himself: "Well, I'll be... With this body of yours, using the Type 56 is actually a bit of a waste..." Sun Erpao couldn't help but puff out his chest, while the other soldiers who were receiving their equipment were already stifling giggles, the sound almost blowing the roof off.

  Chen Yang couldn't help but feel like finding a crack in the ground to crawl into, what a talent, really a talent, how many people can say they're talented in front of a large crowd?

  He Qiu seemed to have thought of something, the smile in his eyes growing thicker and thicker. Suddenly, he said: "Sun Erpao." Sun Erpao's feet snapped together as he puffed out his chest, really having some momentum. The dark and thin He Qiu smiled slyly and said: "You really want to fire a cannon?"

  "Think! My dad said it, if you don't want to fight, you're not worthy of being a soldier."