Chapter 626 It hurts!
After taking today's "Internal Reference" from the publicity officer of the Third Factory, Gao Zhendong sat back in front of the motherboard he was debugging.

While reaching out to grab the motherboard, he glanced at the "Internal Reference" that he had placed on the table.

Ok? !

Gao Zhendong was so shocked that he almost threw the motherboard out.

——"Our soldiers at a certain mountain pass outpost on the snowy plateau eliminated 21 provocative enemies yesterday and captured 3!"

Fuck! ! ! !
Gao Zhendong raised his head and looked at the calendar on the wall.

That’s not right. This thing did happen, but Gao Zhendong remembered it very clearly, and the time had not come yet.

According to Gao Zhendong's memory of his previous life, although the large-scale fight with the enemies on the snowy plateau was fought to the ground in 1962, small-scale conflicts and battles had actually occurred earlier, and the Victory Pass incident took place in the autumn and winter of 1961.

It was a small-scale firefight that became very famous later and resulted in heavy casualties, uh... mainly on the opposing side.

It's not that there is no regret, but the exchange ratio is exaggerated.

Gao Zhendong read the report carefully. There are similarities and differences. That's right. If only the time is wrong and the other details are the same, then Gao Zhendong will doubt his own memory. System, you are reinforcing loneliness in my brain, right?
The events are similar, but all the details are slightly different, that's right, it meets the characteristics of the butterfly effect.

After all, not to mention that missiles are in Brownian motion, even the brain is in Brownian motion. It is not impossible for things that happened a few months later to be swayed to the present.

Looking at the report in Internal Reference, Gao Zhendong's thoughts drifted to the snowy plateau in the distance...
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Back to one day ago, at the border of the snowy plateau, a team of soldiers were marching hard along the border.

Although it was already July, the top of the world was still covered with snow. The soldiers all wore sunglasses, and even though their dark red faces were tightly wrapped in scarves, the cold wind still left cracks on them.

There was no wind or snow, but the mouth and nose of the scarf were still covered with frost, which made the soldiers' breathing even more uncomfortable, their exhalation was difficult, and their inhalation was cold.

But they did not complain and continued to march forward in the snow, taking one step deep and one step shallow.

The snow was not too deep. Every step down just submerged the calves, and the snow covered the knees. July was a good season, a season for patrolling and asserting sovereignty.

A dozen soldiers, their breath coming out of puffs of white steam, moved slowly forward in the snow.

Hard, but determined!

After struggling to pull his legs out of the knee-deep snow, a soldier looked at the deputy squad leader at the end of the team.

The deputy monitor is always at the end of the team, gathering the troops, so the last person in the exam will be called the deputy monitor. This is probably the deputy monitor's undeserved misfortune.

"Deputy squad leader, give me the backpack. I'm fine." Obviously, the soldier had gone through an extreme physical test. The rifle and other weapons were still firmly in his hands, but the backpack had gone to the deputy squad leader's shoulders.

The deputy squad leader shook his head and said, "Take it easy. I'm fine. This new magazine bag is very useful. It won't be a problem if I hang it on my body. I can carry a few more bags, let alone one for you."

The "protective carrying gear" is obviously not as familiar as the magazine pouch. Although there are far more things hanging on it than just four magazines, the deputy squad leader still calls it a magazine pouch.

The soldiers all laughed and talked about this new "magazine pouch" one after another.

"Well, this bag is really useful. All the bits and pieces are on it, but it doesn't affect the movements at all."

"It won't make any jingling noises when you run, and it's easy to take off without having to put the same thing here and there."

"Yes, yes, yes. It looks like there are things hanging everywhere on my body, but when I move, it feels as if there is nothing on it, and it fits my body very well."

"There is a place to store all kinds of small bits and pieces. It is very useful and easy to put on and take off."

"..."

For a moment, everyone forgot the hardships of the journey and was just immersed in the joy of getting new toys.

I have received a lot of new toys this year, and they are all very useful.

The team is still moving forward. The summer sun is not warm on this plateau, but it is still dazzling when reflected by the white snow.

The squad leader who was walking in front of the team raised his hand to check his watch, then turned back and said, "It's time to eat, get ready!"

Several soldiers quickly deployed and stood guard on the side. They only needed to eat the ready-made food because their task was more arduous and important.

The remaining comrades quickly took out a plastic bag from their backpacks and began to tear the bag, fill it with water, and fold it...

Then they wrapped all the plastic bags in a blanket.

Although it can generate heat on its own, it is better to keep it warm in this snowy plateau, otherwise the effect will be a bit worse.

The comrades in the rear have been trying their best to improve conditions for the soldiers on the difficult front lines. The remaining difficult problems need to be overcome on their own. We cannot rely on the rear for everything.

The soldiers poured the powder from the sugar and salt packets into their water bottles, shook them a few times, and held them under their armpits to drink.

This new magazine pouch is good in every way except that it is not possible to hold a water bottle in the arms, and it is a bit troublesome to remove the vest, which makes the soldiers feel a little regretful.

But the soldiers were still very happy. They looked at the steam coming out of the blankets and chatted lively.

"This thing is good. It's much more comfortable than eating dry food before."

"It's more convenient to eat dry food than this."

"So do you want to eat this or dry food?"

"I want noodles and fried rice! I'm not stupid. I won't eat the soft and hot ones, but the cold and hard ones."

"There's also soup to drink. You know what, after drinking this bowl of sugar and salt water, I feel full of energy."

"Is it almost done? Hehe, I'm craving for it..."

"..." More than ten minutes passed quickly. The squad leader, along with half of the soldiers, happily took out the plastic bag from the blanket, tore open the inner bag, and wolfed down the food.

The food was floating in white mist in the cold air, and layers of oil were shining on the soldiers' mouths.

"Well, this is delicious, but a little salty."

"Just drink some soup. You still think it's too salty. I won't kill you."

"Big head, big head, you don't like spicy food, give me the chili bag."

"Here, hey, hey, don't put it down so quickly! Give me a bite of noodles!"

"..."

Half of the soldiers finished their meal quickly and drank a few sips of the sugar and salt water happily.

"Warm! Warm! After taking a sip of the hot water, I feel comfortable all over." The squad leader said with a smile.

Just like many people like to stay at home on rainy days and watch the rain outside, sit by the fire and watch the snow falling outside the window in winter, or listen to the howling cold wind outside the car with the air conditioner on. In such a cold place, taking a bite of hot food, the sense of happiness is far beyond usual.

"Deputy squad leader, it's your turn!" The squad leader sighed, and half of the squad's soldiers picked up their weapons and took over the guard duty.

The deputy squad leader led half of the squad and began to take out the hot food from the blankets, and the scene of the first half of the soldiers eating was recreated.

Comfortable!

The soldiers, who had eaten and drunk their fill, packed up their garbage, put it into a special backpack, and continued on their way. With this hot meal, which came with both soup and dry food, everyone walked with more energy.

After crossing a ridge, a soldier let out a cry and looked into the distance through the scope of the rocket launcher in his hand.

"The people on the other side are doing something tricky! They want to move the boundary marker!"

The soldier put down the "telescope" and reported to the squad leader.

The squad leader picked up his serious telescope and looked in the direction the soldier pointed.

The soldiers remembered the location of the boundary markers in the field of view of the telescope even in their dreams.

It was surrounded by a group of dark creatures, which were now wriggling and trying to dig up the boundary marker.

"Deputy squad leader! Take two people and occupy that hill to cover me. Other comrades, follow me!"

The difference between "Follow me" and "Come at me" can make people feel the huge difference inadvertently.

A squad of comrades quickly split into two groups and rushed towards the target.

The squad leader and his comrades quickly rushed to the boundary marker.

"Stop!" the squad leader shouted, and the enemies, who had already seen them coming, pointed their guns at them.

A soldier quickly stepped forward, rushed to the boundary marker, stood on our side, protected the boundary marker, and glared at the surrounding enemies.

The enemy made a lot of noise and stretched out their hands to pull, but our soldiers, although harassed by them, remained unmoved and firmly rooted.

The squad leader had his mission. He loudly declared our sovereignty to the enemy in both Chinese and English and denounced their despicable behavior.

He did not have a high level of education, but for the sake of this sacred mission, he memorized the English passage by heart.

No matter how rogue the enemy is, we still try to communicate with them in a language they can understand.

Time passed by minute by minute due to the enemy's roguery and our perseverance, and it was almost an hour.

Perhaps it was because the other side had more people and relied on the advantage of more than 20 people, while our soldiers only carried rifles and other light weapons, without even a rocket launcher.

They became more and more rampant, mistaking our tolerance for weakness.

Half of them rushed towards the warrior at the boundary marker, trying to seize his weapon.

Our soldiers spoke again, angrily denouncing their shameless behavior, but still remained restrained under their siege and did not fire the first shot.

Finally, the enemy's bestiality could no longer be suppressed.

"Bang!" The enemy fired evil bullets at the soldiers near the boundary marker.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The other enemies opened fire one after another, and dense bullets shot towards the hero's chest.

The hero fell, right beside the boundary marker.

The rest of the comrades saw the enemy shooting and could no longer tolerate it. They raised their guns and shot angry flames at the enemy.

"Da da da da..."

"Da da... da da..."

The firepower of the 61st step was obviously unexpected by the enemy. Under our attack, they left behind several bodies and fled frantically.

Seeing the enemy temporarily retreat, our soldiers rushed out while shooting to provide cover. No matter life or death, they must rescue their fallen comrades first!
The enemy was temporarily suppressed by us, and the soldier next to the boundary marker was dragged back by two comrades holding the sturdy shoulder straps of the protective carrying gear.

"Damn it, the bullet hit my body, it hurts even through the bulletproof plate!!"

(End of this chapter)