When leaving the hospital and going back, Lieutenant Jibo said that he would go back to their camp to get some things, and asked everyone to accompany him on a detour to the camp in country W.
There is nothing inconvenient about this.
Anyway, the mission has been completed. It's dusk. It won't waste much time to take a detour to the Peacekeeping Camp of Country W in City J. Just report to the duty room.
What's more, Lieutenant Jibo is now a famous man.
The 5,000 sandboxes lent by the peacekeeping camp of country w to the peacekeeping camp of pla really solved a big problem.
There has been a lot of excitement in the camp recently, with walls being built like crazy.
Counting the days carefully, Lieutenant Gibo and his men had been at the Pla peacekeeping camp for a month, and it was time to evacuate and return to the team.
Recently, Xia Zhiguo also said that he asked Kuai Villain to arrange some time to arrange a barbecue for Lieutenant Jibo and several of his men as a farewell banquet to thank them for their contribution and help to the peacekeeping camp.
This matter has been put on the agenda. The medical team has just arrived in the past few days, and the blast wall has not been built yet, so there are a lot of things going on. The tasks are heavy. The medical team needs to be escorted during inspections. Sometimes there are important personnel or people on the other side of the coalition group.
When the supplies arrive in City J, they have to be escorted to the airport. Even if the brothers of the engineering detachment go out to work as assigned by the Eastern Theater Command of the Regiment 1, the people of the security detachment still have to send people to guard them.
Therefore, we have been putting off the farewell party until today. Shen Jun said that Lieutenant Jibo will leave the day after tomorrow, so we have to find time tomorrow no matter what. Let’s have a good party, have a small party, and let the cooking team order the materials and come back to make two
Cake and some beer will make Lieutenant Gibot and his comrades spend an unforgettable day.
The soldiers in the w state-run area are very kind to the pla peacekeepers. Ever since Shen Jun led the team to rescue Lieutenant Sandy last time, when pla soldiers come and go here, the sentries will greet them enthusiastically and even the identity check is waived.
The Chinese face is the passport.
Actually, this is because this is Africa, the militants are basically black men, and yellow skin is a proof of identity. Not to mention in W state-run areas, peacekeeping camps in other countries will also be treated more leniently.
But the peacekeeping camp in country W is different. They are sincerely nice to the people in the peacekeeping camp in pla. The polite friendliness is not on the same level as the peacekeeping camps in other countries. They are really good.
When peacekeeping troops from other countries enter the peacekeeping camp of country w, they not only have to verify their identity, but also need to approve and report. When soldiers from the pla peacekeeping camp come here to do business, it is like seeing relatives and returning to their parents' homes, without any hindrance.
After entering the camp, Lieutenant Jibo said to Tong Zhi: "Tong, wait for me here for a moment. I will get something and leave immediately."
"Okay, go ahead." Tong Zhi said, "Don't worry about us, we are familiar with it here."
Really familiar.
It's not that Tong Zhi is bragging.
The parking area is near the backyard of the Peacekeeping Camp of Country W. There is a small gate about 20 meters away on the right. From the small door, there is the accommodation area for officers of the Peacekeeping Force of Country W. There are several tall trees in the yard, which is very shady.
Ji Bo headed towards the backyard, and Tong Zhi also took Li Zheng and the others into the yard and sat directly under the shade of the trees to enjoy the cool air.
Although it was already dusk, the temperature did not drop at all. The earth had been scorching all day long. When people walked on the ground, it was like stepping on a steamer. It felt like the heat was rising from the bottom of the feet, and people were almost being steamed dry.
The entire peacekeeping infantry battalion of country W has more than 800 people. According to the establishment of PLA, it has the strength of almost two battalions, which is equivalent to a small special forces regiment.
However, each country's military management model is different. In Li Zheng's view, the management here is loose, such as clothing. In the W country peacekeeping camp, you can see soldiers walking around wearing sandals or even vests.
, and it is absolutely impossible to do this in your own peacekeeping camp. Even if you are not on a mission and do not wear body armor, you must dress neatly during the day.
But unlike Pla, their troops are very hierarchical.
The so-called strictness is obviously reflected in the treatment and facilities.
Pla emphasizes the unity of officers and soldiers, which is not the case here.
An officer is an officer, and a soldier is a soldier.
There are also differences among military officers, and the treatment for colonels and lieutenants is different.
Specifically, in terms of living facilities, the campus has separate shower rooms, separate toilets, and even separate wash basins.
The Lieutenant's toilet is a pit-style toilet, a public toilet style. There are stalls, but they are shared by many people. The shower does not have a shower head. You have to carry a bucket of water to rinse yourself.
But for soldiers, everything is shared. You have to queue up to take a shower, because there are only a few public taps.
While Li Zheng and the others were enjoying the cool under the tree and waiting for others, Lieutenant Jibo was talking in the room of Battalion Commander Maca. They talked for more than ten minutes, and they were finally finished.
Camp Commander Maca heard that people from the Pla peacekeeping camp were outside, so he insisted on coming out to meet them. When they met, they inevitably said a few nice words, and the guests and hosts had a pleasant conversation.
When they arrived, Camp Commander Maca enthusiastically asked Tong Zhi and the others to have a meal in the camp before leaving.
"We will add more dishes tonight, and we will stay until we are full before we leave."
The enthusiasm is quite enthusiastic.
But Tong Zhi and Li Zheng on this side were shocked when they heard that Battalion Commander Maca asked them to stay for dinner.
Even Lieutenant Gibo, who was on the side, was hiding behind the battalion commander, frowning, shaking his head and giving various winks.
Jibo wanted to go back to the pla camp to eat, but Tong Zhi and the others didn't want to stay here to eat.
A group of brothers who escorted the engineering detachment came here last time to transport sandboxes. They were lucky enough to stay here and have a meal.
That meal...
Very impressive!
Li Zheng still remembers that when he was placed at the dining table and waited so hungry that he could try exotic flavors later and prepare to feast, Fatty Wei touched him with his elbow and almost screamed: "
look!"
Li Zheng's eyes moved to the direction of the kitchen at that time, and he can't forget that scene to this day.
Several big black men with oily faces were carrying several huge buckets one by one - these buckets Li Zheng thought were very similar to the buckets used to torture their appetites during the field survival training of the special operations brigade.
The kind of war-ready bucket where food is dumped on the ground for them to pick up and eat.
That's right.
Buckets of food.
Whenever he sees food in barrels, Li Zheng always has a conditioned reflexive premonition that things are going to be bad.
Sure enough, when the bucket was placed next to the dining table, they saw it clearly.
The biggest bucket contains rice.
People here also eat rice.
The other slightly smaller buckets contain vegetables.
There are several kinds of dishes, most of them are meat, including beef and mutton, stewed very badly, some are stewed with potatoes, and some are stewed with beans and spices that Li Zheng can't even name.
Afterwards, Li Zheng saw several strong men lifting buckets——
Whoa!
A bucket of meat was poured into the rice pail.
Fatty Wei was so shocked that he almost dislocated his jaw.
then……
Whoa!
Another bucket.
Whoa!
Another bucket...
If the previous operation only caused Fatty Wei to dislocate his jaw on the spot, then it was Li Zheng's turn.
He saw the leader, who was probably the gang leader, put his arm as thick as burdock directly into the bucket!
That’s right, directly into the bucket!
At that time, Li Zheng thought to himself, he is not afraid of getting burned even though he is so miserable!
Then it was time for the cooking squad leader to perform. With his sudden change, the food in the bucket was quickly and "beautifully" mixed together, turning into an indescribable color...
It’s not over here.
The cooking squad leader also wants to try the dishes.
In fact, I don’t know whether it’s a food test or a meal test…
Anyway, it seems to be correct.
I saw him grabbing a lump with his hands - Li Zheng, after exhausting his undergraduate education from a prestigious university, could only think of this most appropriate adjective to describe it.
He pinched and kneaded it, and finally turned it into a small dumpling that he thought was perfect, and then stuffed it into his mouth. He half-closed his eyes and thoroughly tasted the taste of this dish (rice). Finally, he thought it was good.
As soon as he opened his eyes and waved his hand, he led his two soldiers and carried a big bucket and walked towards the crowd aggressively.
At that time, Fatty Wei was so frightened that his tongue was tied. He stammered and asked Li Zheng: "Old Li, look at that hand...the color...and...is there any curry in there..."
After that, it’s time to divide the rice and vegetables, which are actually the same. Anyway, I can’t tell whether it’s rice or vegetables…
The cooking squad leader led a group of big men, carrying buckets, from one end of the table to the other, distributing spoonfuls to each person.
Take a spoonful, slap it on the plate in front of you, and then ask as a routine: "Is it enough?"
If it's not enough, snap it again, throw one more ball...
This isn't even the best.
Maybe you know that Chinese people love to eat noodles.
After the meals were distributed, the cooking team leader went to the back kitchen and brought another pot of noodles specially prepared for Pla.
"This is just for you! Look at our craftsmanship!"
No matter which angle you look at, the thousands of pores on the Cooking Squad Leader's body are filled with deep friendship for Li Zheng and the others. No matter which direction you look at, the Cooking Squad Leader has a solid and thick face that is harmless to humans and animals.
Good man!
Then the good man stretched out his hand, fished out a handful of noodles from the dripping spray, and put them directly into Li Zheng's basin...
"Try it!" He said to Li Zheng almost commandingly in a tone that a mother could not refuse: "It must be delicious!"