The wheel-sized sun didn't take care of Shen Yun at all, how anxious he was at this time.

Jiang Mingyun carefully dug out a slender licorice from the soil, which was less than half the thickness of chopsticks, pulled off a bean-sized curled leaf, and put the other parts in his pocket preciously.

Take a sip of the water in the kettle, moisten your mouth and swallow it slowly. Then throw the fluffy-looking leaf into his mouth.

A strong and stimulating sweetness burst out in an instant, and the taste of the moment made Jiang Mingyun couldn't help but snort with satisfaction.

From the time he escaped from the field hospital on the red side to now, he has been running for three hours, and he has not even had time to drink saliva.

The mouth and nose, including the throat, were filled with a lot of dust, and if it weren't for the fact that there was still a small half pot of water to drink at this time, Jiang Mingyun felt that he was going to be completely swallowed up by the extremely desolate Gobi.

It's not that he didn't want to give up.

Just half an hour ago, when Red was intercepted for the last time, his mind was full of his planned escape route.

Dozens of kilometers away, when Shen Yun was usually forced to march in a hurry, he felt that the road was not so long. Especially in the current environment, I am alone and have no provisions.

Jiang Mingyun's heart kept beating the drum, because the body's self-protection mechanism told him that if he really had to go so far, he would definitely die.

But in the end, he still didn't choose to throw himself into the net.

At the age of 26, he was promoted to lieutenant after coming to the Tiger Battalion.

As a child born in a peasant family, he dropped out of school at the age of 19 because of poor grades, and he joined the army because he was unwilling to inherit his father's business and farm.

No matter what other people think, at least in their hometown, many people feel that being a soldier is at least a way out. If he was demobilized and could stay in the city, the fate of the farmer would be changed.

For ordinary peasants, their children's education or serving as soldiers are the two best ways to change their fate.

Jiang Mingyun, who was desperate to change his fate, used his hard work and honesty to get the opportunity to be admitted to the military academy. When he went to military school, he did something that had never been done in a local school, and three years later he became a second lieutenant.

If it weren't for Shen Yun, maybe he would also be a lieutenant at this time, and he could also be a platoon commander. But he did not have the confidence that he would be able to become a platoon commander and a company commander, and a company commander and a battalion commander.

There are many people in the barracks who have the ability, and he is a grassroots officer who has come out of a junior college military academy without any special skills, and it is basically impossible for him to go further on the road of professional soldiers.

Is it really better to change jobs at the rank of lieutenant than to stay in the barracks?

Jiang Mingyun is very clear that there is only one answer, definitely not.

So he can't do such a thing as throwing himself into the net and begging for his life. This is not what he should do as a PLA officer.

The desperate situation finally stimulated Jiang Mingyun's potential again.

Shen Yun's torture of them for more than a year actually flashed in Jiang Mingyun's mind at this time. How to survive in the desert, although Shen Yun did not give a demonstration, the six-hour theoretical class was like yesterday at this time.

Digging licorice is one of the forced practices after these recollections.

There are only a few kinds of plants on the Gobi Desert, but there are only a few that can be eaten by humans.

Camel thorns, which contain sugar in their leaves, can be used as a simple source of energy.

Licorice, with glycyrrhizin, can clear heat and remove fire, and chewing leaves can increase saliva secretion.

However, Jiang Mingyun's luck was not too good, after getting rid of the pursuit of the red side, all he encountered along the way were camels, birches, birch firewood, and a few poplars that were dead but not stiff.

After taking a sip of water, Jiang Mingyun, who felt a little more comfortable, lay helplessly in a dirt pit. Under such a big sun, it is rare that there is still a little shade here. Jiang Mingyun didn't want to just play himself to death, but he also didn't want to be arrested by the red side again.

He needed to think about the way forward.

"It would be nice to have a single satellite nav here."

Huaxia's individual satellite navigation has the function of sending short messages, and Jiang Mingyun, as a platoon commander, cannot do so. If he really had such equipment at hand, then he could have asked Shen Yun for rescue.

Compared to being caught by the enemy, asking for help from one's own people also loses points, but at least it is not so humiliating.

According to your own judgment, your location should be very close to an underground river at this time. The abundant flow of this underground river has even penetrated to the surface in some sections.

If you find the river and follow it, you should be able to reach the meeting point when the sun runs out. But as Shen Yun expected, Jiang Mingyun's mentality was a little sensitive at this time.

Faced with the temptation of water, Jiang Mingyun hesitated for a long time, but finally chose to go further.

In the original satellite photo, there was a green vegetation belt somewhere in the north of me.

Shen Yun said with great certainty at the time that there must be groundwater there, but it was too deep to dig into.

However, what Jiang Mingyun thought about was that it was enough to have plants.

Just when his thoughts were cleared and he was about to turn over and leave, some inexplicable words suddenly came from mid-air, and Jiang Mingyun burst into tears in an instant.

I have to say that in order for the comrades to be alive, the Tiger Battalion communication team completely broke out their small universe.

The restriction of concealment and self-concealment was lifted, and the signal power was as large as it was, but in twenty minutes, there was a battalion of the red base for communication support, and they were finally breached.

To the surprise of all the RED commanders, they were attacked without any intention of targeting them.

The only command from the tampered command system is a utterly incomprehensible-sounding phrase from all networked communication devices. Although everyone knows that this is someone's password, no one understands it.

After the incident, they swaggered so much that the communication support unit of the red side detected their location, while they monitored the implementation of the previous instructions in real time.

In that way, it is like a robber swaggering into his own house, sitting on a chair unscrupulously and kowtowing to his children and grandchildren, and still showing no cover and not hiding his identity at all.

For a while, the officers of the two countries in the headquarters of the red base all showed expressions like a fish in their throats.

At this time, Jiang Mingyun burst into tears when he heard those words.

He never thought that because he was alone, the command and dispatch department was dispatched, and his battalion commander personally went out at the risk of being punished.

Jiang Mingyun suddenly felt that his soldier, as a soldier, seemed to have reflected his value at this moment.