Chapter Sixteen: Sharpening One's Sword on the Battlefield

  Snakes will have a molting phenomenon as long as they are active, unless they are in hibernation. It's not that it doesn't molt every year, or does that mean its hibernation time is different from ordinary snakes? Is it possible that it doesn't wake up every year? Thinking of this, I quickly ran to the cooking class.

  Of course, this time it's definitely not to steal peanut oil, but to bring up the calendar given by the owner of the vegetable store when the cooking class goes out to buy vegetables.

  I first looked up 1929, and on the electronic small screen it displayed: lunar calendar Ji Si year (year of the snake);

  Looking back at last year, it shows: Lunar calendar Xin Si year (Year of the Snake);

  It's so coincidental that both times I met the snake-like creature were in the year of the snake. Is it a coincidence or is there some kind of rule? It doesn't seem quite accurate to make a conclusion based on just these two years, after all, you need three points to form a line, and this is only two points.

  "Ah, Hu San Net!!!" At that moment, I didn't wait any longer. I quickly changed into camouflage clothes, grabbed a few handfuls of feed, jumped over the wall and left the army base to come to the village. When I arrived at Old Hu's house, I pushed open the door and saw Old Hu wearing a straw hat and holding a hoe, ready to go out. I grabbed him with one hand: "Old man, in what year did that fisherman Hu San Net go crazy?"

  "What's wrong, young man?" As people get older, they become more calm and composed. I'm like a burning fire, grasping at him, but he just smiles.

  "Grandpa, hurry up and say it, I have something important. It's very urgent!" I ran too fast, I loosened my hand and panted.

  "I've forgotten, hey, old lady, do you still remember which year Kunsan went crazy?" Old Hu shouted to the old woman in the house.

  The old lady came out of the house and saw me. She turned around, went back into the house to fetch two small stools, handed one to me and gave one to Old Hu.

  I sat down and asked, "Old lady, do you still remember which year it was that the fisherman in your village went mad?"

  "I've thought about it for a long time," the old lady thought for half a day, "In '65, that year Guo Dongjia's younger brother was born, and Kunshan even gave him a turtle."

  Guo Dong is the eldest son of his family, and Ying Di is the second daughter of Guo Dong's family.

  I got what I wanted to know and was about to leave when I suddenly remembered that "White Wolf"'s wet nurse had arrived, so I asked, "Uncle, where's our little dog?"

  "In the pumpkin cellar." The old lady lowered her voice.

  I emptied all the feed from the pocket, and the military uniform pocket is large, I estimate it can hold several catties.

  "Old man, there are some wooden planks at our north wall gap, you have time to find someone to drag them back, right?" That was what I threw out a few days ago, but I haven't had time to send it over yet. Although we don't need others now, one can't forget their roots, Chairman Mao said: Forgetting the past means betrayal!

  The old couple smiled and agreed.

  I ran all the way back and picked up the calendar: 1965, lunar calendar Yi Si year (year of the snake).

  It's indeed the year of the snake, I let out a sigh of relief, all these times I accidentally ran into it were during the year of the snake. Now I can basically confirm that its hibernation period is different from other snakes, it doesn't wake up every year. Although I don't know if it wakes up once every 12 years or once every 36 years, but judging by the pattern, this year it won't wake up. Which means, if Jin Gang Cannon and I are lucky, we can almost go in, grab what we need and leave. Great, I lit a cigarette. My heart is at ease for now.

  After finishing the cigarette, I first went to the cave on the mountain and replaced the white wolf's chain with a grass rope, in case I had an accident, it could bite off the rope and escape. In addition, I also prepared several days of feed and water for it.

  Then I went to the reconnaissance team to borrow two high-intensity flashlights from a comrade, Swiss imports, eight hours of continuous illumination, waterproof and shockproof.

  When I returned, it was already dark, and Jin Gang Pao had been waiting for me restlessly in my dormitory.

  As soon as I saw him come back, this guy opened the large combat backpack he was carrying and immediately started pulling out all sorts of miscellaneous items he had rummaged through.

  He rummaged through his pockets while muttering "I'm on vacation, can't bring a gun."

  "These two bayonets were taken from the honor room, the triangular bayonet on the 56 semi-automatic is more practical than the one currently used on the 81 rifle."

  Crowbars and hammers are good for prying open coffin lids.

  "Cutting knife for self-defense."

  "This is a bottle of Huangjiu wine, let's each have some, I heard it can drive away snakes"

  "This woven bag was taken from the cooking class, kept to hold treasures" As she shook it, dust flew everywhere, it should be a bag for flour.

  "I didn't expect you to think of that, what is it?" I asked, pointing at the two pieces of silk-like fabric in the shape of socks in the bag.

  "Socks," he replied. "I took them from the instructor's wife's clothes rack, and we can wear them on our heads so they won't recognize us." He held up the two washed but still damp socks to demonstrate.

  "TMD, are you going to rob a grave or something? You think this is a bank heist? Socks on your head, how did you even come up with that? What kind of crap is in this idiot's brain?"

  "Lao Yu, don't forget, we even shot at it last time. If it recognizes us, we're done for." It's clear that Jīn Gāng Pào is really scared now.

  "Grass, you think putting on a smelly sock will make it unrecognizable?" I sneered at him.

  "Either way, let's go tomorrow daytime instead, why must we go at night, it's so eerie." He became more and more tense.

  "Go ahead, I don't care if you go the day after tomorrow. What I'm afraid of is that little girl who slept with you for a night will get impatient and report to the police, then you'll be done for. Don't forget, they only gave you three days, one day has already passed, and you still have to go back the day after tomorrow. Is one day enough?" I coldly reminded him.

  "Alright, alright, you're also trying to help me out, I know." The guy finally came around.

  "Come on, pack up your things and let's go quickly. Remember, if anything happens, run towards the power grid." I instructed.

  "Go on, don't worry, I'll listen to you completely." He slung his combat pack behind him.

  Although I was nervous in my heart, but at that time it seemed that there was no great fear, this may be what people often say "newborn calves are not afraid of tigers".

  Later, when I came back with a narrow escape, I finally understood the true meaning of "a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger". The little calf is not afraid of the tiger, not because it can defeat others, but because it doesn't know the ferocity of the big tiger!