In the spring of that year, the whole of China was shrouded in the clouds of war. The Soviet Union deployed three army groups with a total of more than one million troops on China's northern border. China's close neighbor India also continued to fight with China's border defense troops.
Friction arose. Seeing this situation, the people on the island felt that there was an opportunity to take advantage of it, and they were gearing up to counterattack. At the same time, the US Seventh Fleet also entered a state of challenge.
High-level officials of the Chinese government have felt the threat of international hostile forces and have continuously readjusted their strategic deployment. They have expanded the army, prepared for war and famine, dug deep holes, and accumulated food. The people have actively carried out three-defense drills to prevent nuclear, chemical and air attacks.
When I returned to the city to visit my relatives, someone told me inside information that the issue of my parents would soon be clarified by the organization, proving that my grandfather was not a landlord but a middle peasant, so it was only a matter of time before they were released.
At that time, due to the large-scale recruitment of soldiers by the People's Liberation Army, an old comrade of my father's former comrades asked me to join the army as a back-door soldier.
My father's comrade-in-arms, Uncle Chen, was the chief of general staff of the military division. When the Ninth Corps entered North Korea to participate in the war, hundreds of thousands of volunteers surrounded the 1st Division of the 6th Marine Corps, the most elite U.S. Navy, on the snowy Gaima Plateau. The U.S. Air Force dropped
A large number of aerial bombs and napalm bombs turned the late night sky into daylight. Braving the fire barrier composed of the US military's steel barrages, the volunteers launched wave after wave of charges like a tide.
In that brutal battle, my father braved the low temperature of minus 40 degrees Celsius to carry the seriously injured Uncle Chen out of the pile of dead people. When they arrived at the rescue center, their bodies were frozen with blood.
Together, the nurse used scissors to cut the skin and flesh apart. The friendship between them can no longer be measured in terms of life and death, and the historical problems of my parents are about to be resolved. Now they are arranging for the son of an old comrade to join the army. For a
It is not a difficult task for the divisional chief of staff. In a sense, the Chinese people's habit of using the back door first started in the army.
Uncle Chen asked me what branch of the military I wanted to be in. I said I wanted to be in the air force. I heard that pilots have good food. Uncle Chen smiled and gave me a clue: How can a fighter jet be so easy to fly? You kid, go to the field army.
, train hard for a few years, and when you are promoted, I will transfer you to work in the military region agency. I said you can just go back to work in the agency. I would still like to stay in the grassroots army. I can't get used to staying in the office.
I wanted to go back to Gangggang Yingzi to say goodbye to Little Fat Yanzi and the others, but time did not allow for it, so I wrote them a letter. I felt so sorry that I went to the army and became a soldier, leaving my good friends to join the queue in the valley. What should I say?
There was also a feeling of being unable to share the hardships. However, this feeling disappeared after three months. Only then did I realize how comfortable it was to be an educated youth in the mountains.
I was assigned by the recruitment office to a unit that was about to be transformed into an armored division. Unexpectedly, by some strange combination of circumstances, just after three months of hard work in the recruit training camp, the Central Military Commission issued an order and the unit was transferred to
The 62nd Squadron Station was established at Kunlun Pass on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, and the entire division was reorganized into an engineering corps.
In fact, it’s not surprising to say this. The situation at that time was that troops across the country were digging holes for civil defense construction, including various holes for air defense, ammunition storage, strategic concealment, etc. There were almost no holes in the entire army that were not digging holes.
The difference is that my unit has changed from amateur digging to professional digging. Our mission is a first-level secret. We are to build a huge underground combat readiness facility deep in the Kunlun Mountains. Although we have not explicitly told the soldiers
The purpose of our facility, but anyone with a little bit of brains should be able to guess it. There are confidentiality regulations in the army, so everyone never talks about it. There are also rumors that after completing this engineering task, we will still be
Reorganize it back into the field army's order.
Kunlun Mountain Pass is also called Kunlun Pass. From a geological point of view, the altitude is permafrost desert landform. It is composed of complex metamorphic rocks that have been strongly corroded in ancient times. We learn from top to bottom. In addition to digging trenches, we are also familiar with civil engineering construction.
We knew nothing about construction, so the army sent many engineers and technicians to guide the work and conduct intensive training for the commanders and fighters for five months. As an advance team, one of my squads took the lead in heading south through the Freezing Spring and into the vast Kunlun.
In the deepest part of the mountain, our task is to find a hidden location suitable for construction.
The Freezing Spring is located on the north bank of the Kunlun River, also known as Kunlun Spring. The granite plates form the pool wall. The clear spring water in the pool has been gushing out for thousands of years. Even in the cold winter, it never freezes. No one knows what is under the spring.
Where does it lead? The superiors conveyed the discipline and ordered the soldiers not to bathe here, because the local Tibetans regard the ice-free spring as a sacred spring and often worship the spring water. When Tibet was just liberated, the army entering Tibet passed through this place. At that time, there was no military deployment.
According to these regulations, three soldiers bathed in the spring and drowned in the spring. The cause of death is said to be because the spring water contained a large amount of nitrate and sulfur. Their tombs are placed at the military station not far from here. The last of our team
The supply depot is also located there.
Finally entering the Kunlun Mountains, almost everyone suffered from severe altitude sickness. Everyone’s face turned purple from holding back, and their eyesight became blurry. It seemed that we had hallucinations in our eyes. The thousands of hills and valleys of the majestic Kunlun Mountains,
Like giant silver-gray dragons rolling forward, our small team of more than ten people looks worse than a tiny ant in this majestic and boundless mountain range.
On the way to the march, I remembered the book passed down by my grandfather. The book once said that the five thousand peaks of Kunlun are the ancestors of the dragon veins in the world. From ancient times to the present, there are countless secrets buried in these mountains. According to legend,
The mausoleum of King Gesar, the heroic king in Tibetan mythology and legend, and the gate to the Demonic Kingdom are both hidden in these rolling mountains.
In ancient Tibetan customs, sky burial is not the highest treatment. The highest standard is pagoda burial.
Chapter completed!