Inside the dormitory gate, there is a public activity area as usual. There is also a small ecological flower bed in the activity area. The flower bed is four meters long and four meters wide. There are not only flowers and plants, but also small ornamental shrubs.
These flowers and trees have light green signs on them, indicating that they are specially cultivated varieties that have a flowering period but do not require pollination and will not bear fruit.
These plants are simply perfect as ornamental plants.
Gong Chuanguo led Wang Ping'an and his party into the public activity area, where soldiers from the Second Carrier Combat Boat Detachment were already waiting in the activity area.
Some people were reading, some were playing table tennis, and a few were holding instruments, as if they were helping each other tune, surrounding the only tuner.
Wang Ping'an's eyes were all on the people playing music.
At this time, a short lieutenant colonel walked out of the detachment leader's office, adjusting his clothes as he walked.
Wang Ping'an's eyes were completely attracted by the gold star on the lieutenant colonel's chest.
He couldn't help but mutter: "Is it possible to wholesale gold stars here?"
The lieutenant colonel looked at Wang Ping'an: "Oh, there are two newcomers with silver stars. You should be partners, right?"
Wang Ping'an stood at attention: "Report, yes!"
"Well, you all line up and let me take a closer look at who is adding me." The lieutenant colonel said and directly gave the order, "Look to the right, all together, look forward! Stand at attention! Stand astride!"
Wang Pingan and others lined up in a row, with their feet spread apart and their hands behind their backs.
The lieutenant colonel walked past the queue and looked at them one by one. After reading, he nodded and asked: "What do you know? Tell me!"
He ordered Prabhas.
"I graduated from the London Space Flight School..."
"No, no, that's not what I asked."
"Then...I am proficient in the operation of small combat boats..."
"I don't need you to know this, we will teach you anyway." When the lieutenant colonel spoke, the astronauts who had just been doing their own things gathered together, "I asked you what musical instrument you know. The fact that you are carrying a bagpipe means that you
Can you play it right?"
Prabhas looked puzzled: "Yes, I'm pretty good at bagpipes."
"Very good, you're good. So what do you know?" the lieutenant colonel pointed to Prabhas's partner, Yoram Gini.
Yoram: "I thought we were here to fight pirates."
"No, no, fighting pirates is just our job. The work will eventually end. Only music will last forever, understand? I understand, you don't know anything. What about you, miss?"
Angelie, the only female among the six supplementary soldiers, spoke up: "I can sing."
"Really? Then come on for a while."
Angeli played a piece of "Green Grass Beside the House" adapted by herself.
"Very good, very good," the lieutenant colonel was overjoyed, and his eyes naturally turned to Wang Ping'an, "What about this partner, comrade, what do you know?"
"I can play guitar, but I didn't bring a guitar with me."
"That's a shame."
"I also watched "Veteran Takes Action"."
The lieutenant colonel was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Okay! Very good! Then you must understand my style of managing the troops. Yes, I have admired the heroic commander "Conductor" in the movie since I was a child.
His landline is the same as his, with a staff as a personal symbol!"
Wang Ping'an: "It turns out it was really based on that. I thought the hero in the movie was reborn in modern times."
Lieutenant Colonel: "It would be great if it were true. The pirates would be in trouble. Unfortunately, he didn't. He lived in the era of fighting against the German invaders. Hello, comrade Dai Yinxing, my name is Nikolai Pantelei
Lieutenant Colonel Yevich Karamazov is your detachment leader."
The detachment leader introduced himself first, which surprised Wang Pingan. He quickly introduced himself: "I am Lieutenant Wang Pingan, and this is my partner, Second Lieutenant Angele de Leon."
After saying this, Wang Ping'an wanted to salute, but when he saw Karamazov stretched out his hand, he switched to a handshake.
After shaking hands, Wang Ping'an said: "Your surname is Karamazov..."
"There are quite a few people with this surname over there. We can't just change our surname after Dostoyevsky wrote about a landowner named Karamazov? There are also poor peasants with the surname Karamazov."
Wang Ping'an nodded and asked again: "Then what shall we call you in the future? Should we call you Comrade Lieutenant Colonel Nikolai Panteleyevich like the Russians do?"
I don’t know why, but when Wang Ping’an said this, the veterans in the detachment all laughed.
"No, you don't have to call me that. Just call me Nikolai. In formal situations, call me Comrade Commander. Okay, let the other people introduce themselves one by one, starting with you, madam. Although your partner just
I introduced you."
Angele nodded: "I am Second Lieutenant Angele de Lyon. My eyes are a natural defect. I am short-sighted. It is gone."
Wang Ping'an: "You are going to emphasize that you are short-sighted in your self-introduction from now on, right?"
"Of course, after all, as long as the military police catch me, they will definitely ask about the glasses."
There was a tall and thin guy in Lao Fei who looked like a bamboo pole. Hearing what Angele said, he imitated the tone of a military policeman and asked loudly: "Speak quickly! Why are you wearing glasses? What are your intentions!"
Another person echoed: "This must be the transmitter for sending messages to the Petliura gang! Wear it on the bridge of your nose and you will be ostentatious!"
Wang Ping'an raised his eyebrows: "What is the Petliura gang?"
"Our detachment calls pirates this way." Nicholas replied, "This way we can sing some old songs very excitingly."
He spoke without warning, and it was a tenor: "A bonfire was lit on the river bank in the distance, and the sunset disappeared into the clear night sky~"
Other old guys started to give Nikolay backing vocals.
"Mount on your horse, pick up your spear, and the young Budyonni soldiers get ready and set off~"
The musical instruments began to enter, and as an impromptu concert was about to begin, Nicholas made a sign to stop: "Stop, stop, the new comrade's self-introduction is not over yet, don't sing. There will be time to sing later."
.It’s your turn, comrade with the bagpipe.”
Prabhas directly equipped himself with bagpipes and played "The Camerons Are Marching".
Lieutenant Colonel Nikolai: "That's good, but we still need you to introduce yourself."
"Ah?" Prabas looked at the Lieutenant Colonel in surprise, "I thought everything was in the music..."
"Yes, music can convey a lot of things, but it can't tell us what your name is. If you don't say it, that's fine, we'll call you a Cameron from now on."
Gong Chuanguo: “It feels pretty good as a radio call sign.”
Clement: "I understand. His behavior is very similar to that crazy Jack in England during the last war. I forgot his full name. Let's call him Jack from now on."
Prabas put away his bagpipes and replied: "My name is Prabas Coronel. Of course, it's okay to call me Jack. I particularly admire Crazy Jack. I am British, but my spiritual home is Scotland."
Lieutenant Colonel Nikolay: "I can see that the people who come to our place are crouching tigers, hidden dragons. What about the next comrade?"
In this way, the self-introductions continued one by one.
After Abdul's partner Onofre Portes introduced himself, Lieutenant Colonel Nikolay turned to the veteran cosmonauts of the second detachment: "We are next. Let's start with you, Clement.
"
The veterans introduced themselves one by one.
After they finished the introduction, Wang Ping'an suddenly remembered something and asked: "Didn't you say that there are four Chinese people in the detachment? They also said that I am the fifth of the Eight Great Vajras. Why is there only one Gong Chuanguo and the other three?"
Lieutenant Colonel Nicholas looked at Wang Ping'an, with his hands on the armed belt at his waist. He looked like a Peking Opera actor holding his belt while walking on stage.
"Didn't Comrade Gong Chuanguo tell you? The other three Chinese comrades have already died in the last combat mission." The lieutenant colonel said in a calm voice, "Okay, let's go get you a guitar, you follow me
Come, other comrades can rest, the veterans will enthusiastically teach you the secrets of surviving here."
After saying that, Nicholas patted Wang Ping'an on the shoulder and led him towards the door they just passed through.
Wang Ping'an glanced at Prabhas and the others who had already dispersed and were walking toward the veterans, then trotted to catch up with the lieutenant colonel.
Angele saw this and followed the two of them.
After leaving the detachment dormitory, the lieutenant colonel joked: "Are you not planning to separate for a moment? Have you just entered the period of love?"
Wang Pingan and Angeli denied it together: "No."
"Hmph, I'm not an instructor, and I don't have those psychological skills, so I can't tell whether what you say is true or false. But I have an idea. Lieutenant Wang Ping'an, someone in the team wants to pursue Second Lieutenant Angeli, what will you do?
think?"
Wang Ping'an: "I will follow her personal wishes. Now is the era of free love."
"Haha!" the lieutenant colonel said happily, "I understand, I understand if you put it this way. Don't worry, if you stick together like this, no matter whether you are real or fake, everyone will treat you as a couple, and no one will be ignorant of the fun.
.Second question, Lieutenant, how good is your guitar level?"
"Well, how should I say this..."
“Can you play the guitar solo in Dragon Power’s Through the Fire?”
"This should be possible." Wang Ping'an replied, "I have practiced specifically for five weeks. It will be no problem, Comrade Commander."
"Okay!" He said, the lieutenant colonel took the two of them into the workshop of a factory.
The workshop is in full swing producing missiles. A long row of printers are printing various parts of the missiles, and workers in red military uniforms are patrolling between the printers.
On the other side of the workshop, the formed missile components were assembled together with the propellant columns, warheads, etc. transported from outside.
The lieutenant colonel stopped a worker and said, "Davarish, where is Lao Yan?"
"Hey, isn't this the conductor of the second detachment? Where's Lao Yan?" The worker pointed to a printer in the distance that was being repaired.
"Thank you." After the lieutenant colonel said that, he walked towards Lao Yan. After approaching a distance of three meters, he said, "It seems that the problem has been almost eliminated."
"Yes." The repairman in red uniform replied, "It's just a small mechanical failure."
"Then help me build something and verify that it is working properly, right?"
"here we go again……"
"Don't worry, the thing I want to hit is much simpler than a missile. It can be molded into one piece. Give me a guitar."
The man in red uniform looked up at the colonel, then at Wang Ping'an and Angeli, and said, "Who is it for?"
"Young man."
"Hmph, that girl doesn't play any musical instrument?"
"I am responsible for singing." Angeli said, and then hummed a piece of green grass beside the house.
The worker named Lao Yan let out a long sigh: "I haven't seen what real green grass looks like in three years. They are all ornamental grasses like those on the space station. But I will go back for vacation in two days, so...
Let’s go with the Endeavor, which just arrived in Hong Kong today.”
Wang Ping'an: "He came with us."
The worker closed the printer's access door and stood up, and began to input data on the interface. While inputting, he said: "If you come in one day late, I will stop working. It's a good time for you. The guitar needs to be a normal one, right?"
The lieutenant colonel looked up at Wang Pingan.
Wang Ping'an shrugged: "It's just normal. It should be said that I have never played a special guitar."
Lao Yan: "Do you have any preferences when playing? For example, playing the guitar with your teeth, or committing seppuku with the guitar."
Wang Ping'an: "What the hell?"
"Isn't there a band in Japan where the lead guitarist has a wakizashi in his guitar?"
Wang Ping'an raised his eyebrows: "Is there such a cool thing? Then please hide a lightsaber in my guitar, the kind that buzzes when I swing it."
Angele patted him: "Okay, stop making trouble."
Instead, Lao Yan burst out laughing: "You guys feel good, you look like my son and daughter-in-law."
Wang Ping'an and Angeli looked at each other, and then denied together: "No, no, no, we are just colleagues!"
Angele: "It's a comrade."
"Okay, yes." The old worker entered the data, selected the guitar style, and pressed the printout. "Okay, if it's just a guitar, it will be finished in an hour. You can wait here, or you can go for a walk first.
One circle."...
Wang Ping'an asked worriedly: "Where did the material for this printing come from?"
"Don't worry, now the production efficiency is high and there is not so much waste, but it is still considerable to collect them all, so we recycle the waste and make something for everyone."
As he spoke, Lao Yan took out his pipe.
"After all, watching you fight to the death with the pirates, watching the outstanding young men turn into dust in the universe, and the remaining things are sent back to their hometown in a small zinc box with black tulips painted on them, we will think, what if
It would be nice if that small box was a little heavier.
"So I don't know which generation of workers started from it. It has become a tradition for workers to use leftover materials to help you make some gadgets. Of course, you will say that we are also soldiers, so we should help you do it, right?"
Lao Yan took a long puff of his pipe, blew out a big smoke ring, and then sighed in a long voice: "When will the pirates be eradicated?"
Lieutenant Colonel Nikolai: "Yes, there will be a day. I have never doubted this."