The military jeep roared into the construction site No. 32.
"boom!"
Lin Fan opened the car door, jumped out of the car, and asked directly: "Where is the body?"
"Commander-in-Chief, follow me!" a voice sounded.
An acquaintance, Lao Wang, who had met Lin Fan several times, wiped his sweat and ran to Lin Fan, saying in a deep voice: "Commander, follow me."
After saying that, Lao Wang turned around and ran onto a temporarily dug road.
Lin Fan followed immediately.
I saw that Lao Wang's originally fat body became more lean and stronger now. He was running on the gravel on the temporarily dug road. He didn't look like a man in his forties at all, he looked like a young man.
Lin Fan swept behind Lao Wang with a knife and said with a strange expression: "My health is getting better and better."
"That's what you said," Lao Wang chuckled, "Soldiers are running around to practice, and we can still practice by carrying bricks. Let me tell you, I went home last week, and I broke the bed in my house.
Wife..."
"Stop, stop, stop, I don't want to hear the story about you and your wife, nor do I want to know how your bed broke down." Lin Fan's face turned red and he said quickly: "Let's talk about health."
"Ah, yes, Commander-in-Chief, you haven't been in love before, so you don't understand what it's like..." It was only at this time that Lao Wang realized that the Commander-in-Chief who was fighting against the gods again and again seemed to be just a teenager. He scratched his head and said with a smile:
"Actually, it's not just for that matter. You said that the soldiers are working hard to practice, so we can't be idle. If there is really a danger one day and the soldiers can't withstand it, we will go straight to it!"
"Commander-in-Chief, why don't you relax the age for recruitment? We brothers move bricks all day long and practice demon-slaying skills at the same time. Our strength is no worse than that of the soldiers."
Lin Fan smiled helplessly: "I hope there won't be such a day. In that case, it would be really shameful."
The people of Daxia have the courage to participate in the war, which is a good thing.
But for the officials and the military, it would be the most embarrassing if even ordinary people like Lao Wang went to the battlefield!
Let the soldiers do the fighting!
The citizens, on the other hand, use their own efforts to do their best in the positions they are good at, which means they have worked hard for Daxia.
After running a few steps, Lao Wang ran to a helicopter and jumped on it.
"Lao Jin, Commander-in-Chief, come up!" Lao Wang patted the huge transport helicopter, "Let's fly over directly!"
Lin Fan and Jin Lao boarded the helicopter.
"Buzz!"
The helicopter buzzed and took off.
Amidst the huge sound of breaking through the air, Lao Wang said excitedly: "Commander-in-Chief, do you think this helicopter I bought is okay?"
Lin Fan was stunned for a moment: "Did you buy it?"
"Of course I bought it, it cost several million!" Lao Wang laughed and said: "Damn, I never dreamed that I could buy my own helicopter. Two years ago, I only had a transport helicopter.
A car, a broken bus."
Lin Fan also smiled heartily. He remembered the first time he met Lao Wang. At that time, Lao Wang was fat and in poor health. He only had more than a dozen brothers under his command. He was just a guy who was worried about not being able to collect the construction fees.
Looks like a small contractor.
But even so, when he learned that the gods were coming and Daxia would survive, Lao Wang still led his team to build the Great Wall of Steel without hesitation!
Now, with the completion of the construction of the Great Steel Wall and the opening of the Great Wall in the North, Lao Wang has accumulated huge wealth!
"I don't know what other people are thinking. Anyway, now I feel that this god came at the right time." Lao Wang looked at the mountains and forests passing under the helicopter, smoking a cigarette and laughing: "It was so difficult to make money, I
They all thought that this was how I would be for the rest of my life.”
"The results of it?"
"Good guy! As soon as God comes, the government will directly pay us wages to work, and there will be no arrears. The key is that the wages are also high! Now the brothers under me start with 30,000 yuan a month. Those who worked with me at that time
The brothers who worked in the village have now bought cars and houses."
Lao Wang became more and more enthusiastic as he talked, and said with a smile: "Of course, I am also smart. I will expand my team as soon as I make money, buy construction vehicles, and recruit more workers, even if I have to compete with other construction teams, even if I have to
Offer higher wages and better benefits.”
"In short, whatever is beneficial to the construction, I will do it!"
"I'm not greedy either. If other construction teams have a basic salary of 25,000 yuan, I will contribute 30,000 yuan. If other construction teams have five insurances and one fund, I will directly create seven insurances and one fund!"
"Then I also led the team to work by myself, without taking a break every day. After all, the sooner the project is completed, the sooner the payment can be collected, and the sooner the construction team can be expanded again!"
"Now I have a construction team of 500 people, more than 20 construction vehicles, and now even a helicopter!" When Lao Wang said this, he seemed a little embarrassed: "Of course, it is still quite painful to say.
To be honest, I usually don’t want to drive. I just deliver supplies to construction sites in the mountains where the roads are not clear..."
Lin Fan smiled and said: "Old Wang, you have worked hard enough."
"It's not just for Daxia," Lao Wang chuckled, "Actually, it's not that noble. After all, as long as you are willing to work, the country will pay you... In the end, it is just to make more money and live more comfortably."
"I thought this would be it for the rest of my life, but I didn't expect that I would buy a helicopter when I was in my forties! Hehe, if you don't seize this opportunity now, work more and make more money quickly, then won't the gods come in vain!"
Lin Fan smiled.
Lao Wang is a microcosm of the people of Daxia today.
What do the people want?
It's nothing more than making more money and living more comfortably.
Of course, it is quite strange to say that after all, the gods have come, and the people of Daxia actually made more money and lived a better life...
But this does not mean that it is difficult for the country to make money.
Making money is not something immoral,
What's more, the people who make the money are the people who actually work!
Lao Wang is an ordinary citizen in his forties. To be honest, it would be difficult for him to have any chance of getting ahead in his life.
In this unprecedented era of the advent of gods, dangers are also opportunities!
Ordinary people, as long as they are willing to work, can turn their lives around!
What's more, Lao Wang still uses his own money to expand his team, purchase equipment, and give workers better treatment. In the final analysis, it is for the construction of Daxia!
People like this who build the country should make money!
If even those who are willing to work hard for the construction of the country do not make money, then Daxia will not be desperately protected by 140 million compatriots!
"Okay, let's stop chatting and talk about the specific situation." Mr. Jin interrupted helplessly.
"Ah, it's all my fault for talking too much when I met the commander-in-chief." Lao Wang also looked serious and said quickly: "That's right, my original construction area was almost busy, and the progress was much higher than expected, so I brought
A team came to support the construction of the brother unit."
"I was responsible for digging an underground heating pipe, but just now, a body was dug up!"
"What corpse?" Mr. Jin asked with a serious face.
The word corpse is really too sensitive!
The corpse of a monster or the corpse of a human?
Is it really a corpse?
Maybe the sleeping ancestor was dug out in advance, or it might be some dangerous life!
"The corpse only had one hand exposed, so the workers immediately stopped work and reported it." Lao Wang spoke very quickly, "It should be a human corpse."
Mr. Jin looked at Lin Fan.
After all, whenever something awakened before, Lin Fan always gave an early warning without warning.
Lin Fan pondered for a moment, looked at the locations of the thirty-two construction areas on the map, and shook his head: "There should not be mysterious resurrections here, nor should there be sleeping ancestors."
Lin Fan has grown a lot since returning.
This also came with some painful costs. For example, when building the Great Steel Wall, Lin Fan failed to think that he would disturb the generals in his memory who were supposed to wake up a few months later, causing them to wake up early.
But that also reminded Lin Fan not to rely too much on his memory of the future. From then on, every time Lin Fan made a decision, he had to think about it three times to make sure nothing was missed. As long as there was something, it didn't matter when he woke up.
Just clean it up in advance.
"That's strange... Let's go take a look first." Mr. Jin frowned.
"Buzz!"
The helicopter landed on the top of the mountain, stirring up bursts of snow!
Although it is autumn, the top of Changbai Mountain is already covered with snow, and the air is cold.
The soldiers all put on winter military uniforms, built combat fortifications with sandbags and bricks, loaded their guns with live ammunition, and pointed their guns at the place where the corpse appeared.
"Commander in chief!" the leading officer saluted straightly.
Seeing Lin Fan, the originally tense warriors also relaxed a little, and their eyes gained confidence!
The commander-in-chief is here!!
No matter what is underneath, as long as the commander-in-chief is here, there will be no surprises!
After fighting again and again, that boy has almost become a belief!
Lin Fan jumped off the helicopter and immediately asked: "What's the current situation?"
"Nothing happened, there was no energy fluctuation around the body!" the leading officer said solemnly.
Lin Fan turned around and said, "Mr. Jin, let's go take a look?"
"tread!"
Mr. Jin got off the helicopter, but did not answer Lin Fan. He stepped on the cold ground with complicated eyes.
This is a bloody land.
In the battle to aid Korea that year, he, as a young deputy regiment who had already gained fame but was promoted at the age of only twenty, led the mission together with the regimental commander.
However, some people who walked out of this mountain were not able to bring them back.
Especially for Mr. Jin.
The regiment he led was a sharp knife regiment, which was the hardest to chew! Almost everyone was killed!
Those faces and names echoed in Mr. Jin's mind, as if they had transcended time, and everything seemed to be right before his eyes.
"Mr. Jin?" Lin Fan frowned again and asked.
"Ah." Mr. Jin came back to his senses and replied, "What did you say?"
"Let's go take a look?" Lin Fan explained: "I feel like it's not a secret, maybe it's some sleeping ancestor..."
After all, it is a human corpse.
There is a high probability that it is a sleeping ancestor, so the risk is very low.
"Okay, let's go take a look." Mr. Jin nodded.
Lin Fan and Jin Lao walked through the military formation with live ammunition and walked closer.
What comes into view is an unknown number of years of ice and snow on Changbai Mountain, and a big hole has been dug out.
In the pit, a hand stretched out from the ice and snow, as if to hold something.
It was a blue-purple hand, skinny, covered with ice crystals, covered with frostbite, and exposed a lot of dark red flesh.
It makes people's scalp numb just looking at it.
Lao Wang, who followed, looked at the hand with fear on his face, and said tremblingly: "Commander-in-Chief, what is this?"
Lin Fan walked into the pit, frowned and observed carefully: "It's already frozen..."
He shook the hand, but could not feel any life breath or fluctuation at all. The hand was as hard as ice.
"Did you find it again?" Jin Lao also walked into the pit. Although he was getting older, with the practice of killing gods and demons, his physical strength was not as good as that of young people, but he was still able.
"It's completely like ice. It's dead." Lin Fan shook his head: "It's not the sleeping ancestors. Even if the ancestors are sleeping, they will still retain a trace of life."
"It's more likely to be a god who once fell here, or something else... maybe a victim who likes rock climbing?"
Lin Fan opened the Eyes of Ghosts and Gods again, and he could only vaguely see a remnant soul in the ice and snow, exuding gray emotions that symbolized unwillingness and regret.
"Will you die in peace?" Lin Fan muttered to himself.
Mr. Jin also looked at the bloody and frozen hand. Suddenly, he seemed to notice something and stared at the five fingers!
The ring finger is broken!
There is also a bloody bullet hole in the palm of the hand!
"The ring finger is broken, the palm is shot, the tiger's mouth is..." Mr. Jin seemed to have seen some horrific scene, his face changed drastically, he fell to the ground, and his voice was trembling.
"What's wrong?" Lin Fan was stunned and took out the Pheasant Sword directly from the space ring. He wanted to chop it first just in case!
but.
"You, it's you!"
This veteran who walked out of the battlefield has completely lost his composure and is going to pounce on him!
Lin Fan quickly stopped Mr. Jin: "Old Jin, be careful of the danger. We don't know what's down there yet..."
"There is no danger, I know him!" Mr. Jin broke away from Lin Fan, staggered towards him, and held the frozen hand with both hands. His eyes were full of tears, and he said like a child: "I... I finally found him.
is you!"
"Old Jin, this..." Lin Fan said in astonishment.
"This is mine, Captain!" Jin Lao shouted hoarsely, holding the hand tightly as if to warm it again!
"Your leader..."
Lin Fan looked at Mr. Jin in astonishment.
"Captain!!" Mr. Jin no longer had the stability of a five-star golden general. He was crying like a child, frantically digging into the surrounding ice and snow with his hands.
"Captain, I, I found you."
"How could you come here? I remember... I remember that we were scattered on the battlefield, hundreds of miles away from here..."
"Captain, I'm here to take you home!"
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid of the cold, I will take you home right now..."
Scenes of memories flooded into my mind!
"Old Jin, you..." Lin Fan seemed to understand something and supported Old Jin, then used the Pheasant Sword to spread the ice, turned to the soldiers and said: "Help dig it out!"
"yes!"
A group of soldiers seemed to understand something, dropped their weapons and ran over with red eyes!
"I, I will dig it myself..." Mr. Jin still wanted to dig it himself.
"Mr. Jin, let's go back and rest first. You are too excited now." Lin Fan forcibly helped Mr. Jin up and joked. Although this old man has practiced the God-killing and Demon-Slaying Technique, at this age, if he really digs ice with his bare hands, even if it is
Gotta go to the hospital!
Moreover, after all the trouble just now, Jin Lao's whole body was covered with ice water, and his whole body was swaying. He was obviously very cold.
"Old Jin, let the soldiers dig. You go and get warm. If this continues, you will have to be buried here." Lin Fan couldn't help but drag Old Jin up.
The soldiers also shouted loudly: "Old Jin, don't worry and leave it to us!"
"Mr. Jin, go and warm yourself up first!"
Mr. Jin was silent for a long time. At this time, he also regained some sense. He looked at the young warriors and then at the bloody hands that stretched out from the ice and snow, like ice cubes.
"You guys, please be gentle."
"I beg you, try not to hurt him..."
"Don't worry, Mr. Jin, how can we bear to hurt him?" The soldiers' eyes were red and they shouted: "Let's dig it with our hands! Use warm water to melt the ice!"
"Well, then, that's good..."
For a time, Mr. Jin seemed to have aged a lot.
Lin Fan moved Elder Jin to a temporary camp near the rear, changed his clothes and put a blanket on him.
Jin Lao, who was shivering from the cold, was holding a cup of hot tea and looking at the stove, wondering what he was thinking.
"Mr. Jin, who is..." Lin Fan said cautiously.
"They are all old stories." Mr. Jin sighed, his eyes misty, as if he had traveled through time, "I joined the army early, and I crossed the blockade when I was ten years old to deliver meals to the soldiers."
"Later, I accumulated some military exploits."
"I am the youngest deputy regiment commander in the history of our army. The regiment commander is a veteran in his forties. He is a bit fat and tall, but he seems to have no temper. At that time, I looked down on him a little. I thought
He didn’t have many military exploits, but he was older than me and had more military service than me, so he became the regimental commander.”
"Obviously we are a group of sharp swordsmen. Every one of us is brave and not afraid of death. The soldiers are all howling."
"But he always told him not to yearn for war, because war would kill people... No one listened to him, because at that time, we had all fought in wars, and we were not afraid of death!"
"At that time, I also liked to joke with the group leader. When he died, I would be able to take over as the group leader."
Jin Lao sighed.
"Then what?"
"The war to aid Korea has begun." Mr. Jin said slowly: "The Free State at that time was very powerful, almost not the same order of magnitude as us. We didn't even have a few tanks, but their fighter planes had enough power to attack those thousands of miles away.
Soldiers airdrop desserts..."
"They want to take advantage of Daxia's weakest moment, step on the springboard, and give us a heavy blow!"
"That battle will be fierce and dangerous, but we are not afraid, because we know that this battle, which seems to have nothing to do with Daxia, actually determines whether we will be invaded!"
"We young soldiers are even very excited because we are not afraid of death. On the contrary, we want military glory! Many of us young soldiers feel that we were just born a little later, so why should those veteran veterans be better than us?"
"I thought the regiment leader would apply to be a rear-line unit, but I didn't expect that the veteran regiment leader would actually apply to be a sharp knife regiment!"
"We drove into the ice and snow. In fact, the war was not as bloody as what was said later."
"It can even be said that that war was filled with coldness from head to toe."
"It's cold, icy and snowy, and we have to be ready to fight the enemy at any time, to meet the enemy's sneak attack, or to sneak attack on the enemy... We eat fried noodles... If that war has a color, it should be white, the white of ice and snow, the white of fried noodles, frozen
The whiteness on the faces of the warriors.”
"Many soldiers began to complain. I even thought about whether to retreat a little and rest for a few days before fighting. But no one expected that the veteran regiment commander who always advised us not to like war was completely
It's like a different person, completely transformed into a war madman."
"Wherever there is a gunshot, he will burrow in. Wherever he hears that enemies are gathering, he will go for a sneak attack. Wherever he hears that there are enemies passing by, he will run wherever he goes."
"He even led us on a two-hundred-mile run through the ice and snow for a full ten days just to sneak attack on an enemy arsenal."
"Some soldiers fell, some died under the enemy's gunfire, and some died in the cold. Instead of being sad, the regiment leader went even more crazy to sneak attack the enemy. We could even fight five sneak attacks a day!"
"I complained to him that it was cold and wanted to go back to the rear to rest for a few days. He slapped us both in the face and gave me his coat, saying that he was not afraid of the cold."
"I complained to him that we were not full of fried noodles, but he still gave us both mouths, and then gave me his handful of fried noodles, saying that he was not afraid of being hungry."
"He said he would not die there because he had a mother, a wife, a son, and even a newborn granddaughter, and they were all waiting for him to come home!"
"He is a complete monster, a regiment leader who cannot get cold, hungry, or die."
Mr. Jin sighed: "Later, our regiment was still broken up, with a death rate of 90%. We shouldn't have been there... But he said that if we didn't stop that group of enemies, that group of enemies would be destroyed.
The enemy will attack the grain transport troops in the rear!"
"Several regiments will all starve to death!"
"After the battle, the regiment commander and I rushed out with the last dozen or so people... We lost contact with the division headquarters, the radio station was damaged, and we were like headless flies."
"We can only go in the direction of Daxia. We have only one belief. If we die, we must die within the country!"
"But there's a problem, it's too cold."
"The leader divided the last three and a half chili peppers, and each person took a lick... Damn it," Mr. Jin suddenly became excited: "He could have three, he could have four, but why did he take out three and a half!"
"Three and a half!"
Mr. Jin was silent for a long time and calmed down: "There is still half a bottle of liquor...but those things are still useless, we need fire!"
"We don't lack matches, but making a fire in the ice and snow...do you know how difficult it is? Even the leaves are covered with ice crystals, and even the broken branches are covered with ice."
"Those can't start a fire at all. We don't have any kindling! We can't find any kindling at all! As long as we have a kindling, even wet leaves can make a fire, but we don't have any kindling!"
"None of us can light a fire. Strangely enough, every night, the leader can light a fire. Only he can!"
"We were like headless flies heading towards Daxia. Every night we relied on the regiment leader to light a fire to carry us, but the fried noodles on our bodies became less and less... Until one day, we were still fifty miles away from Changbai Mountain, and it took about
It takes seven days to get over it."
"As long as we climb over, we can return to Daxia! We will be discovered by the border guards! We will have hot water to drink, plenty of food to eat, and a stove to keep warm!"
"But we made statistics and found that the food everyone brought was only enough to last for three days. It was impossible to get through in the ice and snow."
"But that night, when I woke up and was about to take over the regiment leader's shift to stand guard, the regiment leader was gone. There were seven taels of fried noodles on the ground, as well as a lot of dry branches and leaves, which were all of the best quality.
Kindling.”
"Relying on those things, we survived, but... we have been looking for the whereabouts of the leader..."
Mr. Jin was talking while wrapped in a blanket, taking a sip of hot water from time to time.
The warm stove dried the coldness on his body, and steam rose from his hair that was wet with ice water.
All this may seem ordinary, but you can imagine that on those cold nights, a warm stove was the dream of countless ancestors.
"Report, we dug it out!" A soldier ran over quickly.
Mr. Jin slowly stood up.
In the ice pit, the body had been dug out. The soldiers moved very gently, using warm water to melt the ice and holding him out with both hands.
Perhaps because of the freezing, the body looked like it had just died and was in its forties.
But he is not as fat and tall as Mr. Jin described, but as skinny as a stick, and the bones can be seen through the skin, because the cheeks are sunken and the cheekbones are bulging high.
His eyes were wide open and seemed full of unwillingness.
Although the body that was frozen into ice was melted by the warm water and became soft, it still showed the appearance of stretching out a hand towards Daxia.
Jin Lao walked over step by step, and the battlefield veteran staggered slightly.
"Captain..." He burst into tears, slowly knelt on the ground and hugged the commander.
But the next moment.
Mr. Jin was stunned for a moment, as if he felt something was wrong. He touched the thin cotton clothes on the body.
"wrong……"
"No, no..."
Mr. Jin murmured to himself, fumbled a few times, and untied the body's thin cotton-padded clothes, only to find several large holes inside!
Jin Lao put his hand in and slowly took out the cotton inside.
No.
Not cotton.
They were wet leaves with ice crystals, and tiny branches with ice particles!
The original cotton is gone!
For a moment, Mr. Jin seemed to understand something, and he solved the doubts that had troubled him for many years.
"Captain...you, you cunning soldier..." Mr. Jin looked at the leaves with ice crystals in his hands and said blankly: "This, is this the secret of your ability to make fire..."
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The previous chapter was wrong, it's not Da'anling, it's Changbai Mountain.
From this geographical location, you should be able to guess that it corresponds to that war.
