Outside the underground bunker, night has fallen, and the already extremely cold wind has lost the warmth of the sun, causing it to sting even more on the face. Ivanovich speeds up his movements and climbs the stairs, diving into the semi-enclosed guard post.
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He took out a wine bottle from his pocket, which contained the vodka that had just arrived today. Although the amount was small, it was better than nothing.
"Praise them."
Ivanovich thought to himself, raised his head and poured all the contents of the wine bottle into his mouth. After drinking the strong drink, his body seemed to feel warmer.
"How many years has this thing been broken?" Ivanovich kicked the heater standing in the corner of the sentry post. The rough appearance of the heater told him that this thing was a product of the last century and was already broken.
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"The superiors know to put us on duty, but they don't improve the environment for us. In the end, we have to rely on ourselves for everything!" Ivanovich complained, taking out a small egg-shaped object from another pocket, turning on the switch and holding it in his hand
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"What is this?" The comrade beside him who had been silent for a long time cast a curious look at him.
"This thing is called a 'hand warmer', a portable heater. My family brought it back from the neighboring republic. They always come up with such useful little things." The hand warmer in his hand has heated up, Ivano said.
Vicki showed a satisfied expression.
"Oh? So good? Let me see." The comrade came over and wanted to find out.
"Go ahead and ask your family to buy one for you, wouldn't it? There is a shopping website in the Republic called 'Jianlei', which can ship to all over the world, but it doesn't include free shipping." Ivanovich turned to one side and said
Face disgusted.
"Tch, you are so stingy. Your temper is the same as your alcohol capacity!"
"What's wrong with being a drunk? More than 30,000 people die from alcohol poisoning in our country every year! Say no to alcoholism, and it starts with me!"
"Okay, okay, just keep your treasure. I'll stick to the traditional method." The comrade shook his head and took out half a bottle of vodka from his coat like a magic trick.
"Where did you get this guy?"
"Hey, hey, this is a personal item. You who promote green living don't need it, right?"
"cut."
The two stopped talking and each used their own treasures to add a touch of warmth to the cold sentry.
"Boys, here comes the warmth!"
A tall beauty with short blond hair opened the door and came in, holding a portable kerosene stove in her hand.
"Second Lieutenant Vasilyeva!" The two quickly stood up and saluted with a military salute.
"Don't be nervous, just do whatever you have to do." Nastasya waved her hand, indicating that the two of them should not pay attention to her.
"What an angel. Her heart is as beautiful as her face." The two of them thought silently in their hearts.
"Young men, prepare your weapons. The enemy may appear at any time, so don't relax!" Nastasya suddenly put away her gentle expression and said seriously.
"Yes, sir!" Although the two of them were a little confused about the situation, they still reflexively stood at attention and saluted.
"Okay, I'm going to send warmth elsewhere." Nastasya smiled charmingly again, then opened the door and walked out of the sentry post.
"Vanya, I think I'm in love with her." The comrade stared straight at the place where Lieutenant Vasilyeva left, motionless.
"Who isn't?" Ivanovich muttered, maintaining the same posture as his comrades.
Outside the guard post, Amy... Ekaterina Ivanovna stood in front of a small truck, looking helplessly at Nastasya who had just come out. The bed of the truck was full of
Burning kerosene stove.
"Let's go to the next guard post." Nastasya raised her chin and signaled Ekaterina to drive.
"Sister...what are you doing?"
"It's just what it looks like, sending warmth?"
"What's the real purpose?"
"Well, these things can withstand weapons with a caliber of 20mm or more and explosion fragments. It's not easy for these young men. Even if they die, they will die in a good-looking way. Although they will be resurrected when it is over."
"...Sister, you are indeed very gentle."
"Go, go, we don't have much time, hurry up and go to the next place." Nastasya waved her hand and pushed Ekaterina into the car.
In the guard post, two young men sat around the fire, chatting incessantly.
"Sir, why did she suddenly say something like that? It seems true."
"I don't know, but the way she looks, she seems to know something." Ivanovich turned his head and glanced at the heavy machine gun mounted on the firing port, a trace of worry flashed across his face.
"Are those aliens really going to attack us? From the news, they seem to be doing good things all the time. Where do they look like invaders?" The comrade picked up a magazine and pressed the bullets one by one.
Go in.
"This is a matter for the judgment of the big shots above. We soldiers only need to carry out the orders."
"But if those aliens smile at you in front of you, can you really pull the trigger?"
"...They don't seem to be afraid of bullets. It's us who are in danger. I just hope they never come here."
"That's right. Oh, I really want to see those aliens. They are all so beautiful."
"You philandering bastard, you just said you were in love with your commander, and you changed your mind so quickly?" Ivanovich picked up a bullet and threw it at his comrade.
"But sir, you are also super beautiful. I feel like you are almost catching up with those aliens."
"Shh! Keep your voice down, if she hears us we'll be in trouble!"
As if in response to Vanya, the flame in the kerosene stove jumped violently.
"Uh!~Uh!~Uh!~" 0:06 S
A rapid siren suddenly sounded in the base, causing the two of them to stand up in excitement!
"Damn it! There is actually an intruder!" Ivanovich shouldered his rifle, rushed to the heavy machine gun, pulled the bolt and loaded it.
"Can I see beautiful aliens?" said his comrade as he lifted two boxes of bullets to the firing port.
"You bastard, how long have you been thinking about this!" Ivanovich held the machine gun and stared nervously at the end of the road leading to the base. Because of the obstruction of buildings and woods, he could not directly see the distance.
Checkpoint situation.
"Bang!" The guard door was suddenly opened, and the two men subconsciously turned around and raised their rifles.
"Hey! Boys, it's not a good thing to be too nervous! Put down the gun quickly!" The person who came in was Second Lieutenant Vasilyeva.
"I'm sorry, sir!" The two put down their guns, and their tense nerves relaxed a little.
"Okay, okay, hurry up and get back to your posts. You can fight with peace of mind as long as I'm here. You guys, please hold on to this stronghold. This position is very important!"
The second lieutenant measured his body and allowed several soldiers to enter the guard post, and at the same time warned them.
"Yes, sir!" Everyone responded to her with a loud slogan.
"Well, I know this is your first actual combat, but federal soldiers are fearless! If you feel scared, just drink this!"
As he spoke, the second lieutenant took out a large bottle of vodka and placed it on the table like magic, making everyone twitch their mouths.
"Come on, boys, I'm going to command the battle!" The second lieutenant waved his hand and walked out of the guard post.
"Is our position so important? The second lieutenant actually came to cheer us up in person?" The comrade muttered, but his hands began to fiddle with the RPG box brought by the reinforcements.
"We should. After all, we are one of the two sentries in front of the entrance." Ivanovich returned to the heavy machine gun and stared at the end of the road.
Other soldiers also took up their positions, setting up rifles and grenades, ready to attack the intruders head-on.
Appeared, a strange flash appeared in the woods at the end of the road! Wait, a strange flash? And a sporadic scream?
"What's going on?" Ivanovich's mind was full of questions, and he had no idea what was happening ahead.
"Boom!" A fireball soared into the sky from the other side of the curve, rolled and fell in the middle of the road opposite the guard post - it was the wreckage of a truck.