As soon as I entered,
Wow.
This place has its secrets!
Inside, the ingenuity of our army’s tunnel warfare tradition was fully realized.
Five rooms, one living room, one kitchen, one bathroom!
This huge space was even divided up for two squads!
Honor room, study room, kitchen, toilet, dining hall—you na it, we had it.
The designer of this squadron could totally go and provide so tactical guidance to Hamas!
But, nobody had ti to marvel at this miracle. No matter how elaborately decorated, it’s just embroidery on a fingernail—a manicure. And when so many people cram inside, it’s so packed that the dishes can’t even make it out, right?
Eating, that’s the priority!
Quickly, the soldiers inside brought out all the movable tables and folding stools.
Three tables—sohow we all squeezed in, with just a few standing.
"You guys really don’t lack for anything!" we exclaid in amazent.
A first-class soldier chuckled. "We often have guests here! Last year, we even earned a collective First Class rit from the headquarters!"
At that mont, laughter ca from inside.
"The conditions are modest, very modest indeed!"
Captain Sun quickly ca out with a big pot of food.
The soldiers behind him followed, each carrying sothing.
The liquid gas stove was lit, and the pot was placed on it.
Gurgling.
Big pot dish.
A big pot dish is a big pot dish; an army pot is an army pot.
The army pot, which South Korea prides itself on, has a rather shabby history. Originally, it was the canned lunch at that the US Military got sick of eating. So were half-eaten, so were expired, and when the people of the southern dynasties saw it, they thought, ’This is at!’.
They picked up the leftovers, added so hot sauce, boiled it with so vegetable leaves.
너무맛있다 (Damn delicious).
And then there’s soup over rice... Ew, that appearance, I don’t know why, but Fang Huai would always be reminded of a slop bucket.
Fang Huai didn’t intend to disparage those who could only afford tea eggs, but in his previous life, he had a colleague who had studied in South Korea. When asked about good food in South Korea during a chat,
He pondered it for a while.
Fried pig trotters, oden, crispy fried chicken, stir-fried rice cakes, bibimbap, different types of soups, and a sizzling mixed offal dish that was quite tasty.
Mostly, though, they were things he really loved as a kid but as an adult, he would just shake his head.
The food was a bit shoddy, and the prices were strangely high. It was so close to the Northeast, yet the expenses were like an inverse Northeastern RMB.
However, with the way everyone was showing off their als now, everything must taste good.
Just as Captain Sun was about to raise his drink to toast to the comrades in the training class, so had already snuck off for a second helping of rice.
These people were clearly here for the first ti, but the way they found their way to the kitchen to get more rice was as if they had staked out the place before.
It reminded him of the lazy bums in his hotown, who kept an eye out for which household was buying at. As soon as dinner ti ca, they would surely knock on the door to mooch a al.
As a squadron often publicized as a national model, it had hosted many guests, but it was his first ti seeing soone who seed to have co up the mountain specifically for a al.
Feeling sowhat neglected and awkward, he changed his toast to a simple "Enjoy your al."
Then, he raised his glass towards Fang Huai, who was also at the leaders’ table.
"Here’s to you, young..."
Captain Sun intended to say ’comrade’, but considering Fang Huai’s earlier display of strategy, he corrected himself and said:
"Comrade, I toast to you! Thanks for your help with the police dispatch just now!"
Fang Huai paused his chopsticks, and a chunk of at he had his eyes on was promptly snatched away by Li Kui.
It was frustrating.
Then, picking up the spoon from the pot with a feint of scooping soup, he deftly flicked down the piece of at Hu Peizhou had just picked up, intercepted it mid-fall, and accurately landed it in his own bowl. Only then did he chuckle and said:
"Captain Sun, you’re too kind. Just call Number 1."
All this did not go unnoticed by everyone.
Hu Peizhou directly put down his chopsticks and gave Fang Huai a sidelong glance.
"No dignity."
Damn, this kid... stealing food from a colonel?
Captain Sun was montarily stunned by this bandit-like act, then forced a laugh and said:
"If I had known, I would have told them to thaw more at! Tomorrow! I will make sure you all eat your fill tomorrow!"
Just as everyone was about to cheer,
Fang Huai instead laughed and said, "No need, Captain Sun, we have regulations about eating during our training. Planned als to build endurance."
"Oh..." Captain Sun suddenly understood.
That’s pretty hardcore.
"What kind of training are you doing here? Was that maneuver earlier part of the training?"
Fang Huai glanced at Hu Peizhou.
Hu Peizhou picked up another chopstick of wild vegetables and put it into the pot, continuing the conversation:
"Captain Sun, I see it’s quite difficult to get down the mountain, isn’t it? How do you solve this during regular training?"
Captain Sun imdiately pointed at the mountain steps outside with his chopsticks.
"This is the best training ground! Our soldiers have to walk the Eighteen Turns every day! Training is never delayed!"
"What about professional training? You can’t go down the mountain to study, can you?"
When it ca to this topic, Captain Sun smiled proudly:
"Starting from the year before last, our squadron has been holding first aid training courses on-site with the World 120 First Aid Center every year. In the past two years, we even invited the deputy head of the US CMC Rope Rescue School to co to Mount Tai for guidance. I’m also a graduate of Bethune Military dical College. Before I repay so specialized knowledge to the school, I can teach everyone a bit."
"CMC?" Hu Peizhou thought for a mont and said, "Oh, that was the one BJ Kolicin helped with back then, right? First to BJ, Shanghai, Tianjin, Hangzhou, and then here to your place?"
When Captain Sun heard this, his confidence dissipated a little.
It was a big training event after all. The experience that he took pride in was well known to them.
"It was in 2005, but which company introduced it... I’m not quite sure."
Captain Hu rembered sothing and laughed:
"I also went when they were instructing in BJ, and a lot of the techniques overlapped with IRATA. However, when it cos to developnt philosophy, they are closer to industrial rope technology, especially in confined space rescue, where they indeed have expertise."
But Fang Huai raised his eyebrows and said, "IRATA, JIBC, CMC... Japan, North Arica, South Arica, Europe, we’ve taken in too much and too varied stuff. There should be a unified standard dostically. That way, we can achieve the ultimate in unified equipnt, saving funds, and simplified learning. Actually, in this field of patents and technology, there are no insurmountable barriers, and we are fully capable of handling it.
If I have the chance, I’d like to combine Chinese mortise and tenon techniques to create a rescue association that integrates Chinese woodworking with rope techniques."
As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding instructors were shocked before becoming thoughtful.
Captain Sun next to him was shocked in his heart.
What sort of people are these?
Hu Peizhou’s eyes began to shine slowly.
"Your idea is really good, but... creating a technical consulting company and having official organizations employ guidance would be more appropriate. Rope techniques are not just used by us, the People’s Liberation Army and the People’s Ard Police regard them as important skills, organizing a large number of people to learn the latest techniques and promoting them each year. This is actually semi-military industry technology; having a private enterprise lead is not quite appropriate."
Fang Huai pondered, nodding his head.
He didn’t need others’ guidance for these things, as he had an early prototype in his mind, just not at the stage of spending money yet.
It was only then that Hu Peizhou pointed at the mountain and asked, "Captain Sun, there should be the first mountain rescue team in the country here, right?"
Captain Sun had already made so calculations in his heart and eagerly said, "Right, our detachnt established it the year before last. There are over 40 soldiers; those four fixed rescue stations on the mountain are theirs."
"How’s their skill? I was thinking of having our team mbers exchange techniques with them."
Seeing an opening, Captain Sun laughed and said, "The Olympic torch is in Shandong; Mount Tai is quite busy these days, so they probably won’t have ti! We and they co from the sa school, so exchanging techniques with us is the sa! We learn from each other!"
Fang Huai, looking at Captain Sun’s eager face, chuckled to himself.
No wonder he could represent the Mount Tai Squadron to receive the "Mount Tai Guard" honorary title, such a strong desire to learn!
"Oh?" Hu Peizhou’s face was also smirking, "They’re busy, but you’re not?"
"Heh," Captain Sun imdiately changed his tune, "We need to learn even more! Look, we don’t even have a training ground!"
Actually, Hu Peizhou, after rushing around for half a day, was also willing to impart knowledge and learn from their climbing experience.
For a squadron so highly regarded by the state and able to save countless lives, Hu Peizhou would certainly share any technology they needed.
Moreover, since he was already there and happened to et them when their squadron was too busy, it was all perfect.
Hu Peizhou put down his chopsticks, clapped his hands, and said:
"In these three days, we’ll be on Mount Tai. Aside from training, we’ll help Squadron Nine with their police dispatch, and everyone will learn from each other! Captain Sun, if any of your soldiers want to learn sothing, just speak up. They can ask our soldiers, instructors, anyone you like! The students of the training class should also make good use of this ti to learn the spirit of dedication and climbing skills. Don’t just think about eating at all day!"
"Good!" Everyone imdiately stood up.
Captain Sun was also pleased, "That would be great! I’ve heard your training class is the best in the Southwest! I have many questions to ask! Not just I, but every soldier! The chance to learn is too precious for us!"
After hearing this, everyone felt proud.
Such a prestigious squadron wanted to learn from us!
But after Hu Peizhou’s next words, no one could laugh anymore.
"Furthermore, in these three days, everyone in the training class must learn 30 common English phrases for inspection, guidance, persuasion, and warning. Before descending the mountain, you must complete the task!"
Hu Peizhou could speak openly here without fear of leaking secrets. This was a nation’s collective first-class rit, second-class rit, and the nationwide public security system’s "Youth Civilization". Seated by his side, Captain Sun was the only military representative among the Tai’an torchbearers.
After today’s torch handover, he imdiately changed clothes to go up the mountain for police dispatch; his military conduct was beyond doubt.
But now, all soldiers were scratching their heads.
Mama yay!
Foreign language? Thirty phrases?!
How is it going? How’s it going?
Just these two, I don’t know anything else!
Forget about 30 phrases, even learning 30 words would kill !
Everyone may be as tough as indestructible diamonds, but this sentence from Captain Hu hit everyone’s Achilles heel hard.
"Captain Hu, I’ve never been good at foreign languages since I was young..."
Before he could finish speaking, Hu Peizhou imdiately raised his hand to interrupt: "Not just us, it’s a unified requirent from our superiors for all soldiers!"
Well then.
Everyone fell silent.
If the school asked to learn, I would only say, "Impossible, you can beat up, but I still won’t be able to do it!"
But if the party asks to learn.
Then I will learn!
(By one o’clock in front of Chapter Two)
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