Doppel-Box-Schallplatte

Kapitel 97

Ru Feng nodded: "You look much more energetic."

Through his research, Ru Feng also learned that the area was divided into four zones: east, west, south, and north. The west zone was the residence of higher-ranking military officers, as well as local officials; the south zone was a commercial area selling a wide variety of goods; the innermost north zone was a residential area; and the remaining east zone was a rather mixed area.

Yang Wei immediately whispered, "Ru Feng, your home is in the West District."

Ru Feng glared at him: "So what?"

"Doesn't your grandfather know you're here?" he asked again.

Ru Feng shook his head, remained silent, glanced at Nan Shan and Rong Yiying, and said, "Let's go."

After waiting in line for an hour, it was Ru Feng's turn.

"Your name is Ru Feng?" The person sitting there looked Ru Feng over carefully and asked.

Ru Feng glanced at the paper stamped with a red seal, on which were written the words "Mu Ru Feng". In the beginning, Ru Feng did not want to reveal her identity, so Mu Wen Chen helped her get this certificate from the governor's mansion. She never expected that she would have the surname Mu.

"Is something wrong?" Ru Feng asked, puzzled.

"Nothing, just asking. It's a good name." The soldier smiled and quickly called out, "Next!"

After everyone completed the formalities, Ru Feng realized that he, Rong Yiying, and Nanshan were all training in the same recruit camp, and he was even the forty-third in number. There were five hundred people in one camp. It seemed that he had arrived rather late.

The original plan for basic training was two months. Of course, if a war broke out earlier, the recruits would go to the battlefield earlier; otherwise, the training would continue.

When they returned to the inn, Ru Feng and the others quickly finished lunch, packed their luggage, and then went to the military camp a dozen miles outside the city to report for duty. They would have to stay there and it would be difficult to return here.

Ru Feng thought of modern military training, but the training here was much colder and more ruthless than modern military training, and there was also the possibility of life-threatening danger.

Each person mounted their own horse and, led by a soldier, soon arrived at the military camp. Along the way, Ru Feng saw some plains and some mountains. The plains were planted with grain, and occasionally a few farmers could be seen working in them.

Upon arriving at the military camp, one could hear the sounds of soldiers drilling outside; their voices were uniform and resounding.

Riding horses was forbidden in the military camp, so they soon dismounted, and someone came to lead their horses away.

Ru Feng looked at her Jing Feng with reluctance, but in the end she had no choice but to follow the soldier leading the group.

Two imposing soldiers stood guard at the gate of the military camp, dressed in armor and looking very imposing. There were also sentries on the watchtower. Both the gate and the watchtower were made of stone and looked to be quite old.

A temporary wooden wall was erected around the military camp. Ru Feng had read in a book that the method for making a wooden wall was to first cut two rows of tree trunks, one long and one short. After charring the bottom of the trunks, half of them were buried in the ground. The long trunks were arranged in a close row on the outside, and the short trunks in a row on the inside. Then, wooden planks were laid between the two rows of trunks, forming two layers. The extended parts of the long trunks became the protective wall. The upper layer of the planks allowed soldiers to patrol and keep watch, while the lower layer could store defensive weapons and allow soldiers to rest.

Looking at it now, it's indeed pretty much as described in the book.

Ru Feng looked at the other side of the military camp, which was full of tents, all the same size and number, stretching as far as the eye could see.

"Hey, you dark-faced kid, what are you looking around for?" the soldier behind him shouted.

Ru Feng woke up with a start, realizing he was talking about her, so she dared not look around anymore, but inwardly she wailed: "Heavens! It is said that the ancient traditional army was very dark, with officers wantonly bullying soldiers, veterans ganging up to bully new recruits, and soldiers forming cliques and fighting each other openly and secretly..."

Thinking about it this way, Ru Feng shuddered. The army was indeed not an easy place to be in.

Next, Ru Feng felt it would be even harder to get by. In one tent, there was a row of wooden beds on the left side with no partitions in the middle, enough to sleep thirty people. On the right side was where the soldiers stored their belongings.

As Ru Feng watched Bai Shaojun and Gao Yueqi slowly walk in, she sensed something and immediately rushed over, threw her luggage on the innermost bed, and said, "I'll sleep here, and Nanshan will sleep next to me."

Then, Bai Shaojun's face twitched, but Gao Yueqi didn't seem to care.

Chapter Eighty-Eight: Trials and Tribulations

Being a soldier is no easy task. Theory must be combined with practice; they won't stop until they've thoroughly defeated you.

In the evening, everyone took turns going into the mess hall to eat. The veterans ate first, then the new recruits, so even though Ru Feng was so hungry he was dizzy, he couldn't rush up.

Standing in line, holding their own lunchboxes, Ru Feng looked around somewhat boredly.

Yang Wei stood behind Ru Feng and said softly, "I only now realize how good the food is at our academy."

Ru Feng also answered in a low voice: "After all, there are many people here, and the logistical pressure is also great. I don't know how much money it will cost every day."

Yang Wei then fell silent. Rong Yiying, who was in another line, remained silent as usual.

Finally, after Nanshan finished getting his food, it was Rufeng's turn. Rufeng quickly stepped forward, flashed a big smile, and said, "Thank you, you've worked hard."

The person distributing the food paused for a moment. He had been expressionless, but he quickly glanced at Ru Feng and, without saying a word, poured a large bowl of rice into Ru Feng's lunchbox with a snap.

Everyone looked at Ru Feng's lunchbox with envy. Ru Feng was also very happy, turned around and left with a smile on his face.

Someone came up, and whether intentionally or not, their right arm bumped straight into Ru Feng's lunchbox. Ru Feng lost his grip, and the lunchbox wobbled precariously, already out of Ru Feng's control.

Ru Feng was shocked and, without thinking, caught the lunchbox in mid-air with lightning speed, but still managed to spill half of the food.

Ru Feng raised his head and calmly looked at the person in front of him. It was Ma Qingqiu, the deputy captain of their 43rd battalion, who was equivalent to their captain. He was probably in his thirties, with an ordinary appearance and nothing particularly outstanding. However, he was said to be very loyal, had excellent basic skills, and was a veteran in the army.

"Greetings, Commandant!" Ru Feng bowed respectfully.

Ma Qingqiu snorted coldly and shouted, "Can't you watch where you're going? Don't you see where you're going?"

Ru Feng shook his head, turned his body to the side to make way, and said, "It was my fault."

Ma Qingqiu nodded in satisfaction and swaggered to the front to get his food; he wasn't going to wait in line.

Ru Feng, carrying a lunchbox, found Nan Shan and the others, then collapsed onto a stool, saying, "Huff, huff—"

Nanshan had already witnessed that scene and frowned, asking, "Senior brother, when did you offend him?"

Yang Wei was also puzzled: "You've been with us the whole time, but I haven't noticed when you've offended him?"