Chapter 297: Trip To Langde Village
They all knew that water was not far from being dug out; it might come out with the next pickaxe strike.
Chang Ning swung the pickaxe with all his strength under Xiao Zhuang’s expectant and urging gaze.
Puchi~
Water came out!
Chang Ning’s pickaxe brought out a large amount of mud as it dug in, then he saw yellowish underground water continuously bubbling out.
They succeeded!
At the bottom of the pit, Chang Ning and the others hurriedly climbed up the ladder; next was waiting for the water to settle clear and repairing this well.
Chang Ning didn’t need to worry about these tasks, and besides, he wouldn’t do them—going up rashly would just cause trouble.
“Annoying guy!”
Xia Lan didn’t get close to the crowd, but she could gather some information just from the villagers’ expressions; that guy Chang Ning really succeeded.
This made Xia Lan’s mood even worse.
She wasn’t unwilling for the villagers to have a well; if the well had been dug by someone other than Chang Ning, she would be happier than anyone.
Anyway, anyone except Chang Ning would do.
“I didn’t expect you really found the underground water.”
Geng Jihui looked at Chang Ning and finally felt relieved; he had really been afraid Chang Ning wouldn’t dig it out, making it hard to smooth things over.
“You should have a little faith in your brother.” Chang Ning said with a smile.
Looking at the villagers beaming with joy, at this moment Chang Ning felt a sense of satisfaction filling his heart.
“As far as I know, your university major wasn’t geology or civil engineering or anything related to well digging—how could I have faith in you?
Blind trust is dangerous for you and your comrades in our profession.”
Seeing Geng Jihui trending toward a long lecture, Chang Ning quickly surrendered.
He didn’t want to get into an endless debate with Geng Jihui, and besides, Geng Jihui would start talking philosophy with him, which he couldn’t win against.
“Kid, where did you learn this trick? Come clean quickly.”
Xiao Zhuang lay on Chang Ning’s back, opening a pair of mud-covered hands toward Chang Ning’s face.
The meaning was self-evident: if Chang Ning didn’t confess leniently, Xiao Zhuang would let him know what resisting strictly meant.
“Xiao Zhuang, we’re the closest of brothers, comrades who live and die together—no need for this, right.”
As he spoke, Chang Ning tried to push away the mud-covered hands from beside his face.
Though he wasn’t afraid of Xiao Zhuang smearing mud on his face—normal training was “in and out of water and mud,” so why fear this?
The main thing was it would get dirty and need washing; Chang Ning hated the trouble.
“Then confess honestly!
We’ve known each other so long and hardly ever left each other’s sight; you’re not from a related major and I never saw you practice it—when did you learn this trick?”
Seeing Chang Ning still trying to struggle, Xiao Zhuang moved his “dirty hands” forward a bit more.
Looking at the mud hands right in front of him, what could Chang Ning do? He had to confess honestly.
“In the Captain unit, we’re not training every moment; after training there’s over an hour specifically for study.”
Right, Chang Ning’s water-finding method was all learned from books.
Hearing Chang Ning’s answer, Xiao Zhuang jumped down from his back.
What more could be said? He knew about the daily study time, but wasn’t that for playing?
The study room had not only books but also several computers that could only connect to the intranet to check information—not even online chatting.
But luckily, someone had installed a few single-player games.
So Xiao Zhuang, Ostrich, Qiang Zi, the Medic, and a few others would team up to play whenever they had time.
Study?
Study my ass!
“Fine, playing like this, huh?”
Xiao Zhuang’s mood was very complex at the moment; they had agreed to relax together, but Chang Ning went off to grind on his brothers.
It was like they clearly agreed to go gray together, but Chang Ning secretly got an oil treatment midway—how could Xiao Zhuang stand that.
As for this, what could Chang Ning do.
Just as Chang Ning didn’t know how to explain or comfort the hurt Xiao Zhuang, Xia Lan walked past Chang Ning to Geng Jihui with a sour face as if she hadn’t seen him.
“I have something to say to you.”
Seeing this, Geng Jihui led Xia Lan aside.
Watching the two whispering, Xiao Zhuang looked at Chang Ning with some schadenfreude: “You’ve pissed off that woman.”
“So what? Whether she gets angry or not is none of my business.”
Chang Ning wouldn’t indulge Xia Lan; he was Army, and no matter what, it wasn’t her place to dictate.
Besides, Xia Lan really had personality flaws; offending her was entirely for the safety of the entire Lone Wolf B Team—did he do wrong?
Anyway, Chang Ning didn’t think he was wrong.
Chang Ning shrugged indifferently.
If there was any issue, he’d definitely stand with his brothers.
What Xia Lan? Are we close?
It was unclear what Geng Jihui and Xia Lan talked about; just as Chang Ning and Xiao Zhuang were about to pack up and wash, Geng Jihui and Xia Lan separated.
As Xia Lan left, she glanced at Chang Ning; that expression and gaze looked strange, with a sense of a scheme succeeding.
“Are you planning to head back to camp?”
After B Team arrived in Langde Village, they didn’t stay in the village but set up camp on the mountain.
“That’s the plan.”
Chang Ning and Xiao Zhuang had just helped the villagers dig the well, and their bodies were covered in spots of mud, needing to head back to camp to deal with it.
“On the way back, have Qiang Zi come to the meeting room for a meeting.” Geng Jihui arranged.
Qiang Zi also served as communicator and needed to stay by the radio to conveniently receive instructions from Wolf Den at any time.
“Got it, I’ll tell him.”
After agreeing to pass the message for Geng Jihui, the two sides parted; Chang Ning and Xiao Zhuang headed straight into the mountain, while Geng Jihui went toward the village to notify the Sniper Team and Lao Pao.
By the time everyone gathered again in the meeting room, it was half an hour later.
“To make a long story short, Staff Officer Xia and her informant have made contact; the agreed rendezvous time is tomorrow morning.
Staff Officer Xia will lead the way to the rendezvous location. Any problems?”
After Geng Jihui asked, seeing no one stirring, he specifically glanced at Chang Ning.
He knew Chang Ning had a big opinion of Staff Officer Xia, but this time Chang Ning sat properly on his stool with no sign of offering suggestions.
Seeing this, Geng Jihui signaled Xia Lan to explain the action plan for entering the mountain tomorrow in detail to everyone.
But as soon as Xia Lan opened her mouth, she dropped a bombshell on everyone.
“Tomorrow, I hope Chang Ning protects me into the mountain to rendezvous with the informant.”
As soon as she said this, everyone’s faces changed; Ostrich’s face was especially ugly, but he couldn’t blame anyone.
The others looked at Chang Ning with surprise in their eyes; even Chang Ning himself felt surprised.
Given his mutual dislike with Xia Lan, no matter how he thought about it, she wouldn’t choose him.
Wait!
Chang Ning suddenly remembered that glance Xia Lan had given him earlier.
What trick is this now? Geng Jihui was somewhat angry: “Staff Officer Xia, yesterday we clearly agreed the Sniper Team would be responsible for your safety.”
