The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

When they arrived at the school, their military boots were filled with rainwater, and when they stepped on, they could hear the sound of water splashing. He whispered to Ye Jian, "The two best houses in the village."

Truly the best house.

After crossing two villages, what I saw were either mud brick houses in the 1970s and 1980s, or red brick buildings with no paint on the outside, very simple red brick buildings. The visual impact is still quite large.

Just like Xu Wen.

If she didn't have the field training in the forest area, she really didn't know that there were still mud-brick houses in this era. The mud-brick houses she had seen were only in the documentaries.

Now they are located in the forest area named after this wooden ladder was built by the ancestors of China. The 45 students in the class are divided into three groups for three days and two nights of field training. Complete wilderness survival training separately.

Tonight is the second night of the field survival training. The accommodation conditions of Ye Jian and the others are much better than the other two groups.

The other two groups all temporarily built awnings by themselves in the heavy rain, and will spend the night.

Ye Jian and the others were only built two years ago. The "Wangjiaao Hope Primary School" was donated by Hong Kong City Charity.

"This is a first-grade classroom. Do you think we live in one room or two?" The one who brought the students in was an old man who guarded the school in Wangjia'ao Village. He was in his early sixties, with white temples and deep wrinkles on his forehead. , but the pace is very vigorous, the old man turned on the two tungsten lamps in the classroom, and said in a clear voice: "There are many classrooms, you can sleep as you wish."

As the old man spoke, he looked curiously at the soldiers who suddenly appeared in the school. He couldn't figure out what kind of soldiers these soldiers were. Sometimes he said that he was a student, and sometimes he was a soldier. Why did they all become soldiers? Still a student.

The primary school's classroom is not very big, but it is enough to sleep fifteen students. Song Zhiqiu said with a smile: "Uncle, we will just live in one classroom. We will move the desks to one side first, and we will move back to the same place when we leave tomorrow morning. Guaranteed not to destroy a table and a chair, don't worry."

"Don't worry, don't worry, I don't worry about the soldiers doing things."

The old man laughed and said, seeing that none of the soldiers with tender faces were dry, and even two wet shoe prints dripped from the sides of their shoes, and he was quite distressed: "What's wrong with the heavy rain, you group of soldiers dolls? Come back, I haven't heard that there are troops in our mountains."

"We'll rest for a while, and I'll bring two pots of hot water over here. Haven't you had dinner yet? I'll go to the cafeteria to make a fire and cook for you!"

When the students heard it, how could they trouble the villagers, they all said that they had eaten and their stomachs were full.

Song Zhiqiu thanked the old man again and again, and the old man left in doubt.

"Have you eaten? What have you eaten? Are you full from rainwater? Eating tree bark? Tree leaves?" The old man who left the classroom still muttered to himself.

A few students outside the corridor who were wringing their wet clothes heard, "Look at me, I'll look at you," and were a little stunned.

When I entered, I asked my comrades, "Uncle said that we ate tree bark and leaves, what did you just say?"

"Bite the bark, the leaves? We didn't say anything."

"Uncle won't think we are on a long march."