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650 tedious pot(2/2)

"Old monitor, I will go fetch water from now on."

"You kid, you can't do it."

The old squad leader walked to the stove and sat down, rubbing his knees while warming himself. It was obvious that the journey was not easy.

Baby Face immediately took off the iron vat from the radiator nearby. The water was a little warm. The old squad leader took it and drank it smoothly to warm his stomach.

"Why?"

"Why? You, you need to find a clean water source for this water. If you find the wrong water source, won't everyone get upset if they drink it?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I can learn, you just have to teach me."

"Okay, next time, I'll take you there next time."

The old squad leader smiled, but his baby face suddenly changed his attitude, "Let's forget it. Next time, I will follow the squad leader out on patrol and let Xiaozhuang stay to cook."

"Hahaha"

"Envy?"

The old squad leader stood up as he spoke. Xiao Liu gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not envious. Anyway, I serve the people and everyone."

"Haha, that's right to think about it. We are here not only to cook, but also to guard the station. If an enemy appears, we will be the last soldiers."

"Yes, I understand."

"Here, lend a hand and pour the water into the vat."

Wow!

The water was poured into the water tank along the bucket. The old squad leader stretched out his hand to test the water temperature. "It's okay. It's warm in the room. Don't worry about it freezing."

"It's just getting cold in October. After a while, the house will freeze."

"I really don't know why you are here, Bashu. It's so far away from Bashu and how warm it is. You have to come all the way here to suffer this."

The old squad leader was very fond of this newly assigned baby-faced boy. He kept him with him whenever he had nothing to do and taught him personally so that he could adapt to the life here as soon as possible.

Xiao Liu was not happy, "Old squad leader, revolutionary enthusiasm is not afraid of any wind, snow or cold. The harder the environment, the more it can temper the revolutionary will."

"I am willing to accept the most cruel challenge, turn myself into a staunch revolutionary, and contribute everything to the motherland."

The baby-faced voice echoed throughout the station, and the enthusiasm infected the old squad leader. He nodded happily, then walked aside and picked up a piece of briquettes, "Then, the most determined revolutionary comrade, please put away the kettle.

This is an important task.”

"Yes, I promise to complete the task."

"Ha ha"

The two chatted and started to work. The howling of the wind came from outside the house, and it became even colder outside.

"Old squad leader, when will the squad leader and the others come back?"

"Soon!"

"According to experience, there are still three hours until we return."

"Xiao Liu, I'm going to bake pancakes. You go up there and stand guard. I'll replace you later."

"Okay."

After saying that, the old squad leader left for the next door. Xiaoliu waved his arms, picked up the gun from the shelf, and quickly climbed up to the guard tower.

The wind howled, cutting across his face like a knife. The baby-face lowered his hat and raised his mask.

There was a heater inside and I felt warm, but when I came out, I felt like I was blown through and my whole body was cold.

With a round face, he remembered the old squad leader’s teachings: Don’t stand in one place, but move around, so that your body can adapt to the cold wind and avoid frostbite.

As night fell, Xiaoliu took off the kettle from the stove and began to pour water into the thermos bottle.

After everything was filled, Xiao Liu looked at the stove, lifted the lid of the pot, and a wave of heat came from inside.

Around the pot, the pancakes have been formed one after another. The layer on the bottom of the pot has turned gray, but the outside is yellow and smells fragrant.

If you want to avoid burning the pancakes, you need to control the heat.

In this regard, the old squad leader did the best.

The pancakes he makes are also the best in the entire company.

Putting the lid on the pot, he looked at the stove, the coals were reddish, and Xiaoliu closed the door.

He glanced at the old squad leader on the sentry tower, then turned around to boil some more water so that the squad leader and the others could wash their feet when they came back.

But when I turned around, I suddenly saw a barrel-shaped object in the corner of the shelf.

He didn't remember what this thing was for, so he walked over and picked it up out of curiosity.

Looking at the upper handle, there were still traces of fire underneath. After observing for a while, he tried to break it off with force. The lid of the pot was twisted open, revealing the inner pot, and there was also a handwritten note.

The six words at the beginning above are the instructions for the pressure cooker.

Xiaoliu went to elementary school when he was in Bashu and knew some simple words. Later, because his younger brothers and sisters at home had to go to school, he gave up his studies to work, and later signed up to come here.

Xiaoliu's first impression of a manual is that the person who wrote this manual should be a scholar or a teacher, otherwise the handwriting would not be so beautiful.

It was this word that aroused Xiaoliu's interest and made him read it slowly.

After reading the whole article, Xiaoliu looked at the line of words drawn with horizontal lines, "Improper operation will cause an explosion, and the power is equivalent to a grenade." Looking at the caution, Xiaoliu almost threw the pot to the ground.

What should I use with caution?

Will it explode?

Isn't this a new type of bomb?

Xiaoliu thought that it would be better not to do it because it would be a big deal if it caused trouble.

Return the pot to its original position.

Turn around and leave.

However, when going out, Xiaoliu always felt that it was something on her mind, as if if she didn't use it, she wouldn't be able to sleep and would feel uncomfortable doing anything.

"Isn't it just a hotpot?"
Chapter completed!
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