I don't even know if the saying that there is a destiny in the dark is really so effective?

I helped the man who ran the business to get a car, and as soon as the man heard that I was going up the mountain, he immediately said no, the road has been blocked by a landslide, and he can only go from an emergency sidewalk, and the entrance of the sidewalk is not very recognizable.

Then the gentleman simply led me to the sidewalk, and then threw the saffron box in my car and left.

I had to say thank you to that old man, even though I didn't even know his name.

The sidewalk is almost a dangerous path that follows a straight line, and although it is dangerous, the distance is at least a quarter shortened. Because of this, I arrived at the outpost for help just before dark the next day.

What I saw was a group of swarthy and lean men.

How bitter the brothers of the border guards are, this is really unimaginable for those who sit in the office.

www.quledu.com novel, there was a brother who worked at a border post for three years and did not go down the mountain, and after seeing the first poplar tree, he hugged the big tree and cried bitterly.

In three years, apart from the gray and yellow peaks and white or gray snow, only the white or dark sky remains, and it is impossible to see a trace of plant green!

And eating and drinking can't be like a normal person, pay attention to authentic taste, and be pure natural without preservatives, just ask to eat enough.

A vegetable cellar was dug out of the permafrost land, and the cabbage and potatoes were stuffed to the brim, and they lived on these for a winter.

Even if the military masters never work sloppily, the vegetable cellar is cleaned and inspected every day, but after a long time, the smell of rotten vegetable leaves still fills the nostrils of every brother.

As for the canned military food, especially the canned fruit, it can only be shown at the table during the New Year's holiday, or a few pitiful pieces for the sick.

The brothers of the border guards are like this, year after year, in the barren mountains and mountains, from putting on this vest until they take off the vest and go home.

There was once a gentleman who went to the army to give a condolence performance, I remember that it seemed to be a famous singing character?

After eating the specially prepared hospitality meal, he wiped his mouth and wandered around quite contentedly, and inadvertently walked into the vegetable cellar of the border guard brothers, and cried when he came out.

With tears in his eyes, he said, brothers, I can't stand you!

Look at what you all eat, what do you give me to eat?

As far as our family is concerned, we don't need to feed pigs with this kind of food, my brothers, you just eat these things day by day.

I remember that the gentleman sang for his brothers at the plateau post with tears in his eyes, one after another, completely ignoring the fact that his throat had been split and the sound was broken, and completely ignoring the reflection of the plateau, which made his face purple!

Later, the famous singer was forcibly pulled down by the brothers at the plateau outpost to deliver oxygen.

The brothers remembered the horn.

Later, when the actor performed at the Grand Theater in Urumqi, the applause of the military masters sitting in the audience almost overturned the entire Grand Theater......

Like, I'm a bit of a stretch again, right?

At that time, I just glanced at the environment of the outpost, and I knew how these brothers could have been disconnected.

The snow was particularly heavy in the winter of the previous year, and in the early spring, there were two hailstorms in succession, and except for the dormitory of the border post, the other buildings were almost completely collapsed in the **** room.

The supplies for the winter were all buried under the hard frozen ground and snow and ice.

Seeing that I stopped the car, the brothers of the border guards did not come with as much cheer as I imagined, and surrounded me into the barracks and unloaded the car in a hot manner.

They were too hungry to walk.

They could only support each other and slowly walk towards me, and one of the lieutenants at the head seemed to want to say hello to me, but the ordinary action of raising his arms could not be successfully completed.

After, long, long time, I can remember the lieutenant's trembling outstretched arms. I can still remember the way my brothers looked at me who were also shaking.

I am their hope of survival, their only hope.

I carried a box of canned beef from the car as fast as I could, and I also grabbed a fast heating stove in my hand.

Fifteen minutes later, all the brothers sat down by the warm flame, slowly drinking the broth I had processed with ice and snow and canned beef.

They had been hungry for so long that they didn't dare to ask them to eat too much solid food.

It must be said that the good physique of the border guard brothers is amazing, but it is just a bowl of soup, and in three or five minutes, the brothers' faces have a trace of blood, and their eyes are no longer dull, and they begin to rotate flexibly.

The lieutenant put down the bowl and said thank you to me, brother, I still think about the **** tonight, and I am worried that my brother will not be able to survive.

Now, when the team comes back, they will have food and drink, and a warm house to live in.

My jaw almost fell to the ground!

In such a cold weather, a group of military masters who have been hungry for five days still insist on patrolling and guarding in the snow?

I roughly remember that people can get severe frostbite and even cause permanent damage to internal organs as long as they stay in a freezing low temperature environment for a few hours in a state of lack of heat supply!

And in the process, the intense pain that came from inside the body was enough to make a mighty lion roll all over the ground!

How did these brothers carry it?

They are fighting for their own lives......

Looking at my jaw-dropping and shocked look, the lieutenant said, brother, don't worry.

Our brother who went out to patrol the guard still had something to eat. When the heavy snow collapsed the vegetable cellar, we organized our brothers to go up and grab some supplies, including a few pig hearts.

I split the bed board and burned it, and gave one to the brothers with the best physique, just because I was afraid that they would get frostbite and fatigue if they didn't have anything in their stomachs when they were on patrol.

No, those of us who didn't go out also have two pig's hearts rationed, and now we have half of them left.

I looked at the lieutenant's face, and I listened to the lieutenant's understated and rather justified words, and I felt that the lieutenant was not at all like a man threatened with hunger talking about his only food, the food that could save his life.

I felt the lieutenant look like a millionaire talking about spending a dollar on breakfast this morning, with such a calm and contented feeling.

I lit a cigarette for the lieutenant and said that my brother's accent is from the Northeast?

The lieutenant smiled and said yes, I am from Jilin, and this soldier is regarded as having traveled from the northeast to the northwest, taking China on the farthest horizontal line, and returning to his homeland with the smell of ideas.

Speaking of which, our family is actually not a serious Northeasterner. At that time, his hometown was in Gansu, and his grandfather fled from the desert and then joined the army, and then followed Siye to the northeast, and then was injured and settled down in the local area.

Originally, I thought that in the summer, I would bring my grandfather back to my hometown to have a look, but the heavy snow has crushed so many building facilities and some communication equipment, and it is estimated that I will not be able to go again this year.

Wait for next year!

In fact, everything on this mountain is good, but no one chatters. I said, brother, look at ......

I listened quietly to the lieutenant, and then I helped a group of brothers unload the car, and then they lit a fire, made tea, smoked, chatted, and bragged.

I knew that the lieutenant was certainly not a man of many words before he went up the mountain, and neither were the other brothers.

But now they have all become chatterbox, and they are overwhelmed endlessly.

I know the brothers are suffocating.

When I went up the mountain, the environment was limited, the communication was relatively closed, and everyone had no entertainment to enjoy.

can only bragging and nonsense to pass the leisure time.

Everyone has told countless times about their experiences from childhood to adulthood. When everyone has nothing to say, bragging becomes an essential part.

That is, the legendary big flicker.

Blow......

At the age of three, he can read and write, and at the age of five, he can memorize poems.

At the age of eight, he fell in love freely, and at the age of ten, his parents led him to a blind date.

At the age of twelve, a girl who handed over a paper treaty hid in a corner, and at the age of fourteen, she could take advantage of her family to go to work and lead the girl home to drive without a license.

In the end, I really didn't have anything to blow on, so I started blowing my family.

Later, when you listen to it, some brothers will say it's wrong, right?

Why did you last say that your second aunt's brother-in-law was self-employed, but now he has become the director of the public security bureau?

There will be no more words......

Silence has become the main theme in the leisure time of the outpost.

I joined the braggart of my brothers.

I have to say, I've never been so foolish in my life.

Chinese and foreign military black and white lights, red wine and green nights, singing every night......

Anyway, pick a fresh and nice blow!

The brothers just listened, listened carefully.

Until my throat can no longer make a sound......

I felt like crying.