No one moved, no one made a sound, only tears fell quietly.
After struggling together for so long, they lost the election.
Loss enveloped my heart, but the joy of returning home grew in my heart again, and I felt a mixture of sadness and joy for a while.
After Shen Rong left, no one looked at the book. Everyone patted each other on the shoulders and walked to the dormitory.
On the other side, Yang Xiaotao and others were sitting on stools, and they all cheered up when Shen Rong came in.
Shen Rong smiled and said, "Congratulations to everyone, congratulations to you for being successfully selected."
bang bang bang
Shen Rong clapped, and several others applauded after hearing this.
"Team Leader Shen, what is the mission? Can you tell me if you can't?"
Chen Chonghan asked, but Shen Rong shook his head.
"I don't have the right to tell you."
Everyone was disappointed.
"However, what I can tell you is that you will participate in a very glorious and meaningful mission."
"very meaningful."
Everyone was silent, waiting in silence for an explosion.
When Yang Xiaotao and Liu Daming came back, they saw Hou Baobao standing at the door of the dormitory with his luggage.
Behind him, the truck has started.
"Old Liu!"
"Old monkey."
The two hugged each other, Hou Baobao looked a little unwilling and disappointed.
"Yang Gong."
"Hou Gong."
The two also hugged.
"You have to work hard and bring glory to our steel rolling mill. This time, we accounted for one-third of the six people. Unfortunately, I can't live up to the expectations."
Hou Baobao said, and Liu Daming patted his shoulder, "It's okay, we'll work hard together with your share. Also, when you get back, tell my family that I'm safe."
"And I, tell my wife not to worry and take care of the child. I will be back soon."
Yang Xiaotao also said quickly, if he had known earlier, he would have written a letter and asked him to take it back.
"I know, I will do this even if you don't tell me."
"Lao Hou, have a nice trip."
Liu Daming said, Hou Baobao nodded.
"You guys, come on."
Hou Baobao got on the car, and others also boarded the bikes amid shouts, and slowly drove away from the dormitory building and the factory area.
Watching the car leave, Liu Daming said leisurely, "Hou Liangdao, when it comes to seriousness, is no worse than Mustache, he shouldn't be at this level!"
Yang Xiaotao smiled and said, "Everyone has his own ambitions."
"It's good to go back and report that you're safe."
Neither of them spoke. They went back to the house to pack their things. They were leaving too!
Half an hour later.
"Liu Gong, let's go."
Yang Xiaotao carried his luggage and got into the car. Looking at Liu Daming who was still in a daze below, he quickly shouted and the latter got in the car this time.
On the jeep in front, Shen Rong waved his hand, and the two cars started moving, slowly heading towards the train station.
Half an hour later, Yang Xiaotao and his party of six entered the carriage under the leadership of Shen Rong. There were still four soldiers guarding the front and rear doors. There was no one else except them and Shen Rong's work group.
So, when the train started, everyone looked for a place to sleep.
Yang Xiaotao took out his book and read it carefully.
They didn't know where they were going, and they didn't want to ask because they wouldn't tell them if they asked.
All they knew was that this time they had to go west, all the way.
"Monitor."
"The tracing is finished."
On a high mountain, covered with white snow, a group of people dressed in military green, with cloaks floating behind their backs, stood neatly in front of a stone monument.
"Return to the team."
"yes!"
Xu Long's voice was cold through the mask, and despite the wind blowing, his body remained upright.
"salute!"
Brush~~~
Raise your hands, put away your gun, raise your head and raise your chest, as if you want to dedicate the most beautiful thing in the world to the stone monument in front of you.
The two strings of bright red characters on it seemed to be flowing with the blood of our ancestors, and they were so bright that they burned your eyes.
"The ceremony is over!"
Xu Long's voice sounded again, and everyone returned to their original state.
"Comrades."
"Tell me about it."
brush
The seven people in front of them immediately took a breath, with resolute expressions on their faces.
"This mountain climbing lasted four hours and twelve minutes. The mission was successfully completed."
"However, during the march, some comrades suffered from physical exhaustion. This kind of thin oxygen environment is still something we should pay attention to in the future."
Xu Long spoke intermittently, sometimes needing to take a deep breath to finish. Everyone below him remained serious.
"Now, all members form a team and go down the mountain."
"yes!"
Everyone shouted in a low voice.
Afterwards, a group of people lined up and slowly went down the mountain under the leadership of the deputy squad leader.
Xu Long looked back at the mountain top, the majestic mountains and the vast land.
"A good man should come here."
He roared low, touched the stone on the top of the mountain, and followed the team slowly down the mountain.
They need to go down the mountain, eat some dry food and then return to the base.
There is also the top of the mountain, but the altitude is lower.
At this time, at the station, the two of them were nervously preparing dinner.
When the patrolling soldiers came back, they were all cold. What they needed most was a drink of hot water and a hot meal.
However, even such a simple requirement is difficult to meet.
At this altitude, water will boil when it reaches more than 70 degrees Celsius, and it is impossible to effectively kill bacteria in the water.
Use water to steam rice and stir-fry vegetables, and the result will be rice with uncooked rice.
So here, the most popular thing is pancakes, where the dough is soft and attached to the iron pot, and it is cooked by the heat.
As for other stir-fry dishes, they are also grilled, grilled and pan-fried.
Single ingredients and monotonous cooking are the best food for the people stationed here when they return.
"Xiao Liu, are you ready to knead the dough?"
An old voice came from below the station, and a young baby-faced man came out of the door with his hands dipped in gray flour.
"Old monitor, I'm already with you."
The baby-faced man spoke with a hint of Bashu flavor. A middle-aged man wearing a military coat and carrying a bucket across from him stepped on the steps and slowly came up.
Baby Face hurriedly went out to help. The two put water into the house and quickly closed the door to prevent the heat in the house from escaping.
"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?"
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"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.