The Dragon's Sword Station is located in the northwest of China, about thirty kilometers from the nearest border city of Kashgar on the east side. On the west side is the junction of Afghanistan, Pakistan and China, the famous Wakhan Corridor. This is also the most frequent route for X-sudden-only elements and X-only elements to infiltrate China from Afghanistan.

The location on the plateau, coupled with the surrounding mountains, makes the environment quite complicated, and it also gives the scumbags with bad intentions to survive.

The number of Dragon Sword is not large, and the entire brigade is equivalent to the strength of a battalion of ordinary army. In total, it was divided into three squadrons, each of which consisted of about one hundred and twenty to one hundred and fifty people. Compared with ordinary armies, they are divided into forces by "squads, detachments, squadrons, brigades".

The scale of the Dragon Sword's garrison is the scale of a regiment-level garrison on the satellite, but it bears the heavy responsibility of counter-terrorism in the entire northwest region, and it is a well-deserved guard of the gateway to China.

On the morning of the third day after Zhao Yongqi and Cheng He cleaned the toilet for another two days, in the training ground, wearing training uniforms and holding their hands proudly in front of more than a hundred half-length **, whirring and fighting boxing, Zhao Yongqi's face did not have any expression at all, like a beautiful sculpture, and he couldn't even detect the movement of breathing.

"Second Squadron Leader, the medical team has arrived, and the Captain has asked you to go and greet you. A herald ran up to Zhao Yongqi, saluted and said quickly.

After nodding slightly to show that he understood, Zhao Yongqi's gaze once again fell on those soldiers who ignored and didn't even turn their eyes for half a minute. There seemed to be a look of satisfaction in the star's eyes, and his closed lips opened, and he said in a loud voice, "Stop! Rest for ten minutes." Cheng He, follow me. ”

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On the boulevard connecting the camp gate, three new field military medical vehicles the size of heavy trucks, painted in desert colors, with a visible red cross emblem on their carriages, are parked in place. A group of young men and women wearing military uniforms, but without the slightest military temperament, were scattered in front of the car, discussing the station in groups.

"Sister Liying, it's not as hard as you imagined here. Li Zhien, a petite and lovely little nurse, glanced around with her big beautiful eyes, and then jumped in front of Zhao Liying, a young military medical officer in a white coat.

"Well, I've heard that the garrison here is different from other places, but I don't know exactly what is going on. Zhao Liying replied to the cute girl with a smile, and said to another big-breasted beauty next to her who was yawning and looking lazy: "Sister Mumu, you have served in the front-line army before, do you know the garrison here?"

"Me?" Yang Mu was stunned, then grabbed the head covered with long flowing hair without any image, and said with a smile: "We have millions of troops in Huaxia, how could I know that this bird doesn't in the place." ”

"Yes, hee-hee......" probably felt that her problem was too weird, and Zhao Liying, who had a master's degree in battlefield field ambulance and a doctorate in emergency surgery, covered her small mouth and smiled coquettishly.

"Here, here!" Lee Kwang-so, the military medical officer of the thoracic surgery department, who had been looking in the direction of the garrison building, was the first to notice the two figures that were striding towards him.

At this moment, Zhao Yongqi and Cheng He had already put on their black combat uniforms and were walking quickly one after the other. Less than two minutes later, he was standing in front of the dozen or so members of the so-called medical team in front of him.

Zhao Yongqi, who was standing with his hands behind his back and his legs slightly apart, glanced indifferently at the men and women who were looking at him with curious expressions in front of him, without the slightest enthusiasm as they imagined.

In the face of Zhao Yongqi's indifference, a group of men and women gradually quieted down, and the scene was a little embarrassing.

"Ah, welcome, welcome, I'm Cheng He, the deputy leader of the second squadron. Seeing that his boss's problem came again, Cheng He could only take a step forward and come out of the round with a smile.

Maybe it's because of Cheng He's round field, which finally makes the atmosphere a little more harmonious. Yang Mu was the first to come out and stretched out his white and tender little hand to Zhao Yongqi: "Hello, you are the leader of the second squadron, right? I am the leader of the medical team, and my name is Yang Mu." ”

Without touching the white and tender little hand, and even his gaze only stayed on Yang Mu's body for a moment, Zhao Yongqi shouted coldly: "From today onwards, your safety will be the responsibility of the Second Squadron." If you have a problem, go to Cheng He, and you can't just break into the military control area. There is a combat mission, which will be notified separately. Above!"

Snapping, his heels touched, and he saluted everyone, Zhao Yongqi turned around and strode away, leaving a bunch of stunned men and women, and Cheng He, who was in a cold sweat and embarrassed on his head.

"So handsome, so cool, so manly. Li Zhien, who held his hands on his chest and his eyes were full of little stars, obsessively looked at Zhao Yongqi's figure as he walked farther and farther.

"Cut, what's cool!" Lee Kwang-so on the side rolled his eyes, "What are you pretending to be in your head!"

"Giraffe, you have the ability to say it again!" Li Zhien's beautiful eyes stared fiercely at the body of his companion next to him, making the latter shrink his head.

Ignoring the chatter and discussion of those young men and women, Cheng He smiled awkwardly at Yang Mu and said, "This, our boss is a little cold, don't mind, don't mind, he is like that to everyone." ”

"It's fine. Yang Mu smiled and nodded, and then said, "Vice Captain, may I ask where we are staying......"

"Oh, let's get in the car first, let's drive these cars to the parking lot, there's still a lot of way to go. Cheng He is very sociable, and the smile on his face also makes the newcomers feel a little warm.

In the next half a day, a group of members of the medical team, with the help of Cheng He, settled down in the salute and dormitory, and then visited the military camp that was not too big, and finally had a preliminary understanding of this place.

After lunch, the training playground became a favorite place for the women in the medical team. Because, there is a cold handsome guy here, and a large group of half-naked men with muscles......

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Under the beige light, the little white hand holding the pen continued to write.

"It was the first time I saw him and his brothers.

Indifference, looking at us like weeds. Or rather, it's simply unwelcoming, like seeing a bunch of pathogens.

At that time, I didn't know why there was such indifference in his eyes, and at that time, I even felt that it was an insult.

However, it soon became clear to me that in his eyes, we were not even pathogens, just a bunch of people who could walk, who could cause trouble, and who he was extremely reluctant to touch......"