Starting from the deputy company commander of the Soldier Assault Team

The railway communications officer arrived right after we finished eating.

"Deputy Battalion Commander Zhang, the Battalion Commander requests your immediate visit to his office."

"Okay, I'll be right there."

Zhang Anbang answered bluntly, "This captain has finally returned after wandering around. I don't know what he means by coming back to see me."

The Special Operations Battalion's office was located in the headquarters building near the battalion commander's residence. To get there, you had to pass by Zhang Anbang's dormitory building.

Zhang Anbang then went to the dormitory to pick up the things he had said he would give to Gu Xiaonan: a back support cover and a shoulder cushion.

This was something he made himself when he was practicing shooting intensely. The Type 95 rifle doesn't have a stock, so traditional stock covers and shoulder pads wouldn't work.

However, firing hundreds or thousands of bullets a day, even with the 95mm gun having less recoil, was still too much for his shoulders to handle, so he got some rubber pads and sponges and improved those things himself.

Now that I've practiced it, I don't need it anymore. After washing it clean, I've just kept it in the cupboard.

"Hey, use these two when you're practicing shooting a lot, they'll make your shoulders feel a lot more comfortable. I've used them before, but I've washed them clean, so don't mind."

Zhang Anbang handed over the items and explained that these items were directly mounted on the 95-inch rear seat, so there was no issue of size fit.

Gu Xiaonan smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I don't mind at all. This gift is very useful to me. I will definitely come back to challenge you to a match when I have mastered my marksmanship."

As she spoke, she took the back support cover and cushioning pad, which still carried the unique scent of laundry detergent.

After chatting casually for a few more minutes, they arrived at the government building. After a polite farewell, Zhang Anbang strode towards the railway office.

"Report!" Zhang Anbang shouted loudly as he stood in front of the office door.

"Come in."

Upon hearing the order, Zhang Anbang pushed open the office door and went inside. Tie Lu was leaning back in his chair, smoking.

Seeing Zhang Anbang come in, he immediately took out a pack of Baijiang cigarettes and two other packs of cigarettes from under his desk and pushed them over, saying, "These are for you, but smoke less."

"Hehe, thanks Uncle Tie, I know," Zhang Anbang said happily as he sat down across the railway. Da Bai had been cutting him off for a long time, and he really missed this.

As for the other two boxes, one was labeled "Black Lanzhou" for internal reception, and the other was labeled "Daqing Oilfield" (a brand of iron ore). He had heard of both but never seen them before. It seems that the captain has traveled to quite a few places on this business trip.

However, he quickly realized, "Uncle Tie, you've already brought me the white general, so you've gone to Shandong, right? Why did you send me back so quickly? I was wondering when I would go back and bring my things back."

"Things? What things?" Railway asked curiously.

"Uh, it's nothing, it's nothing, just a few wooden plaques," Zhang Anbang almost blurted out that they were his four glorious plaques, but then he realized that the railway probably had more, so he quickly changed his mind.

"Is it important? It's okay. You've been in the army for quite a while now and haven't had a vacation. If it's really important, you can take a vacation and go back in a few days. A week's vacation should be enough for you."

The railway happily granted him the holiday, which puzzled Zhang Anbang. Little did he know, the railway had simply forgotten and had taken him on a trip to Xiaocheng, Hubei Province, to complete the planned mission.

I made another trip to the port city to meet Lao Liu, and that was it. It was useless, so I was sent back. I completely forgot about going to his hometown.

Considering this kid hasn't had a vacation, he's not busy lately, so let him rest a bit. He'll be busy for the next few months, even the donkey in the production team needs a break.

"Really? Uncle Tie, okay then. I'll sort out my work these next few days and then take a week off. By the way, Uncle Tie, is there anything you need me to arrange?"

Zhang Anbang was overjoyed. Having a week off would be very convenient, as he could go back and bring back those wooden plaques.

He had already planned it out: he would get a car, drive back, and bring back his wooden sign so that it could be delivered directly to the new house once it arrived.

Starting from Yanjing, take the G2 expressway to Jinan, then switch to National Highway 104 to the Grand Canal City, and finally take National Highway 327 to reach Mudan City. From there, drive a little further to reach your final destination.

Alternatively, you can take the G106 expressway to the hometown of Lao Baigan, then switch to National Highway 106 to Jiangbei Water City, and finally switch to National Highway 220 to reach Mudan City.

The two roads are not much different; one has a higher proportion of expressways, but the main Jing-Shi road in Jinan is extremely congested.

The other route has fewer expressways and more national highways, but it avoids the congestion in Jinan. All things considered, the difference is only about half an hour.

The only problem is that this route is a bit expensive. The toll and fuel costs are around 450 yuan for a one-way trip, and 900 yuan for a round trip.

In particular, expenses incurred while driving are not reimbursable, but expenses incurred while taking public transportation such as trains or buses are reimbursable.

However, it was worth it for those few honorary wooden plaques. The armed forces department had already given them face by storing them for so long, and it wouldn't be good to leave them there indefinitely.

At that moment, Tie Lu thought about the information he had seen about Zhang Anbang and immediately remembered what the wooden plaque Zhang Anbang had mentioned was. He smiled and said, "It is indeed quite important. Go and get it."

"Hehe," Zhang Anbang chuckled somewhat sheepishly, having guessed what the railway meant.

Railway waved his hand, saying that it was right for a soldier to cherish his honor. "The main reason I called you here is because of the pilot program for non-commissioned officers that Yuan Lang mentioned to me before. It has been approved by the higher-ups, and three or four slots are available."

I'm thinking of going to Division T to select people, with a focus on 702, since 702 has performed the best and strongest in so many exercises.

Get ready, you'll come with me tomorrow. I'll take you to meet your Uncle Wang.

"Ah," Zhang Anbang immediately stopped chuckling, "Uncle Tie, is this appropriate? That's my old unit. You're taking me with you to dig up my old unit? That's not a good idea."

Uncle Wang will have to ask me again whether I want stars or blocks.

"Haha," Railway laughed, "With me here, he wouldn't dare. In terms of grappling and fighting, he's no match for me, and in terms of words, he's no match for me either. What are you afraid of?"

Besides, once you get there, you don't need to ask for anyone. Just sit there and don't say a word. I'll handle the rest. Is that alright?

"That's a good idea," Zhang Anbang said with a sudden inspiration. "Uncle Tie, you're not thinking of poaching Wu Liuyi and Xu Sanduo, are you? Don't underestimate these two just because they're sergeants; they've both met the criteria for admission without examination."

I reckon they're just building up their seniority as class monitors right now. If you wanted them, Uncle Wang would definitely be furious.

"Haha, you little rascal," Tie Lu pointed at Zhang Anbang and laughed. As someone who came from 702, he certainly knew which soldiers in 702 were the best, and even more so, which soldiers were Old Wang's treasures.