According to relevant research, wartime mine clearance can be regarded as very successful in clearing 70% of mines in a minefield.

In peacetime, there is no unified standard for mine clearance in the world.

Of course, the least cost is the best.

In Kuwait, for example, they cleared mines with the help of the United Nations, swept 1.5 million mines, and killed and injured more than 300 people!

In other words, for every 5,000 mines, there is a life of a deminer.

Moreover, these 300 people are not ordinary people, they are demining experts recruited by the United Nations from all over the world.

If according to their proportions, the mines on the border have not been swept away, and our mine-sweeping troops have been exhausted first......

Therefore, it is an absolutely important goal to strive for fewer and no casualties in mine clearance.

However, it may be difficult to actually do so.

To clear mines, there must be sacrifices.

But there is a consensus in the army - it is okay for soldiers to sacrifice, but not for ordinary people.

Such questions were raised before the launch of the Mass Sweep Operation.

In case there is still a missing mine in the minefield we swept, and the people step on it and blow it up later, how can we explain it?

Faced with such a question, the minesweepers of the Chinese People's Liberation Army gave this answer -

"Acceptance on foot! Hand in hand, the leaders walked in front, and the soldiers lined up and walked on foot two or three times from the minefields that had been swept away, so that the common people could see it, and they would be relieved when they saw it! ”

Yes, there is no such way of acceptance in the whole world.

Absolutely original to the Chinese army!

In times of peace, how to reassure the people?

The Chinese soldiers gave the answer with their own lives and gave a promise - I will go first, and you will go again!

The first person to give this answer at the meeting was a soldier, a deputy political commissar of a mine-sweeping unit, whose surname was Liang and his name was Liang Shusheng.

Those present were stunned.

During the war, there were heroes who used their bodies to roll thunder, but they were forced to do so.

In times of peace, is it necessary to do this for mine sweeping?

Questions were raised.

"Isn't it dangerous to do so if you step on a missed mine?"

Liang Shusheng said something at that time that was not gorgeous at all, and it was not ambitious at all.

He said: "Minesweeping is a complete sweep!" This is also the requirement of the State Council and the Central Military Commission, and if there is a missed mine, it proves that we have not done a good job, and we cannot say it thoroughly. Besides, the minefield, after sweeping, is to be handed back to the people to plant crops, we don't rule out clean, even they don't dare to leave, the people dare to go back to farming? If there is really an omission, it is better to bomb us than to bomb the people! ”

It was so simple that it was impossible to say something simple, so that the experts who specialize in demining and various data statistics almost ran into the corner of the conference room without covering their mouths and cried loudly.

Leaving the minefield to such a soldier, what is there to worry about?

Leaving national defense to such a soldier, what is there to worry about?

This is the Chinese People's Liberation Army-style minefield handover ceremony.

The meaning contained in this is not something that can be expressed and depicted in one or two sentences, one or two beautiful words.

Just as the female reporter Wang Li looked at these officers and soldiers in camouflage uniforms, with a confident and fearless expression on her face, she was shocked when she walked in that minefield again and again.

She has written countless press releases, reported on countless high-level ceremonies, and read poetry and books so much that even high-ranking local officials are terrified when they see her.

But now, in front of this small minefield, it is this arrogant female reporter who is completely impressed.

She felt how stupid and naïve she was when she used to call "sharp" and "sharp" before, and how stupid and naïve she was when she flaunted the little knowledge she had learned from universities and books in front of those deminers who were as simple as border monuments, and looked at them with a condescending gaze.

Words never win action.

Action is the best language to prove yourself.

The entire demining site was silent, and no one spoke.

solemnly sighed with his teammates, raised his hands and gave a military salute.

The first secretary of the state, the leader sitting on the rostrum, was also present at this kind of scene for the first time.

He couldn't sit still.

Step down from the stage and stride towards the minefield.

The staff around him went up to stop him, and the secretary's eyes widened.

The staff saw that the eyes were red.

When I waded through the minefield for the third time, the sound of firecrackers finally rang out.

Zhuang Zhuang suddenly found himself in a sea of joy, and the surrounding border people danced, and those who had lost their legs hugged their heads and cried.

How many years?

How many years have passed since the war?

They have lost everything here, but their descendants can not be like themselves.

Tears are not shed for themselves, but for the future, for their children and grandchildren.

solemnly saw that the corners of his eyes were hot.

has been a soldier for more than two years, and this military career has given me too much emotion.

In the past, the lights of the city were full of lights, singing every night, and the righteousness of the buddies who clapped their chests and called them brothers and sisters seemed so humble and boring, so naïve and idiotic in the face of all these innocent and simple feelings, in these actions where honor and responsibility were intertwined, and missions and morals overlapped.

O man!

The most precious thing is to find the most precious thing in human nature.

Feelings of family and country, dedication and sacrifice, those things that were once so familiar, but have gradually drifted away since the solemn junior high school, have returned again.

He suddenly felt the urge to find a place to squat down and secretly cry.

A year's worth of political education in the classroom is not as effective as watching an hour here.

"Captain, why don't we go for a walk?"

solemnly wiped the corners of his eyes, and asked Han Zixuan with a sour nose.

Han boasted that his chin was slightly raised, and his eyes were still on the minefield.

"Solemn, do you know what special forces are?"

He smiled and turned his head sideways to look at his most proud disciple.

"Low-key, we can't show our faces casually, we are ghosts, we can only stand in inconspicuous corners. The cheer of victory is given to others, and what we want is self-recognition. ”

That year, that month, that day.

In a border town in southern Yunnan Province, the handover site of the No. 12 minefield was full of all kinds of shock and jubilation.

Everyone who stood on the scene and witnessed everything that day had their own thoughts and feelings.

But no one would have noticed that behind the large crowd of people, a group of soldiers in winter clothes lined up and silently got into a car parked in the field.

The car started lightly, slid into the dirt road near the minefield, and quickly disappeared into the distance.

Of course, no one will know that these soldiers were also at the scene of demining, digging out those deadly "gifts" of death one by one in the minefield.

They are also heroes.

It's just that they don't have a name.

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I look like I'm going to owe more......

The navy brother in the VIP hall owner group sponsored five pairs of genuine military boots to carry out activities, at the cost of me adding 14 more......

Well, if you have more debts, you don't have to worry, and if you have more lice, you don't itch.

Anyway, I'm going to change it every day, so I'm not afraid.