The grassland showed the whiteness of the fish's belly, and what appeared in front of the officers and soldiers was a white and vast world.

Zhang Junbao stood on a collapsed sheepfold and glanced around, his eyes revealed an unconcealable tiredness, and the whole person felt a little groggy.

The two feet had been in the snow for a long time, and at first they were a little numb, and then they lost consciousness.

He didn't dare to look at the condition of the foot, he was a little scared in his heart, but he couldn't say it.

"All assembled!"

"All assembled!"

"Toot toot toot ......!"

The roar and the whistle of the assembly were intertwined, and the officers and soldiers scattered around the town came out of all corners and ran towards Uncle Xidu's house with a tired and sleepy body.

After the troops were assembled, Zhang Junbao found that Lao Liu was wearing a pair of black sunglasses on his head.

"Now it's dawn, don't talk nonsense, the troops rest for an hour, hurry up to eat, and then go back to the fight."

"I would like to make two requests here, try not to stare at the snow during the rescue process, it will cause snow blindness for a long time, and our equipment has not been delivered, so everyone must be careful."

"The second thing is to pay attention to their own safety during the rescue process, five comrades were injured last night, and now they are still lying in tents, our medicines are limited, and the relief materials must be used leisurely for the local people, so everyone must protect their own safety while relieving the disaster."

"Spread out and rest."

Everyone dispersed, and Zhang Junbao dragged his tired body into the yurt of Uncle Xidu's house, he wanted to see Xiaobai's situation.

After the little guy was injured last night, he gave her tetanus, stopped the bleeding and stitched up the wound, and used the medicine to rest by the fire, and now I don't know what happened.

"Xiaobai, Xiaobai!"

Zhang Junbao walked to Xiaobai's side softly, called out for two words, and Xiaobai raised his head.

"Woo......."

Xiaobai's head rested on his feet, and the white hair had some mud and wet marks, and the usually beautiful hair was stuck together.

Zhang Junbao took out two frozen steamed buns from his trouser pocket, then put them on the fire of the yurt, took out a few pickles and a few pieces of bacon, and put them on top together.

The hot water in the kettle has now frozen into ice lumps, and it must be heated by the fire before drinking.

He sat on the ground and waited unhurriedly, gently rubbing Xiaobai's head with his right hand, and at this time, he was able to enjoy this moment of tranquility.

The comrades-in-arms of the company all found a clean place on the spot and sat directly on the ground, their steamed buns and kettles were the same as Zhang Junbao's, and they didn't know how to eat them.

"Hey, the cooking class is on fire, take the steamed buns and bake them."

"Yes, yes, yes, you can drink hot water."

The shouts of people sounded outside the yurt, and after a while, there was a burst of laughter, and Zhang Junbao, who was sitting on the ground, also laughed.

Uncle Xidu and Lao Liu walked in, and when they saw Zhang Junbao standing by the fire, they were stunned for a moment, and then nodded to him.

Everyone knows that Xiaobai was injured, and for this little guy, people also chose to be tolerant.

"Company Commander Liu, we have instant noodles and mineral water here, let's give them to the soldiers."

"No, uncle, that's disaster relief supplies."

"But the soldiers also need to eat, they have been busy all night."

Uncle Xidu was a little unbearable holding a box of instant noodles, he saw the officers and soldiers guarding the fire and nibbling on cold steamed buns, which made people worry about it.

In the yurt, Zhang Junbao's steamed buns on the fire exude the original fragrance of white noodles, and some burnt dumplings will taste very crispy.

Zhang Junbao picked up two wooden sticks as chopsticks, picked out the steamed buns from the fire, and smiled and held the steamed buns to Uncle Liu and Xidu and asked, "Company commander, uncle, do you want to eat?" ”

"You kid," Lao Liu pointed at him and scolded with a smile, raised his butt and sat next to him, and reached out to snatch his steamed bun down, "You kid is not stingy, and I am not welcome." ”

As he spoke, Lao Liu opened his mouth and chirped and ate.

Zhang Junbao picked out another steamed bun from the fire, then picked out the pickles and bacon that had been roasted, handed them to Lao Liu, and said, "Company commander, let's eat." ”

"You kid is still hiding his secrets, tell me quickly, do you have any other good things?"

Lao Liu grabbed a piece of bacon and threw it into his mouth, and then ate it with a big bite of steamed buns, maybe he choked, ate too quickly, and suddenly coughed.

Uncle Xidu wanted to open a bottle of mineral water, but he stopped him with his hands, but instead picked up the kettle on the ground and drank it "coo-dong".

Seeing the two of them sitting on the ground eating steamed buns and drinking cold water, Uncle Xidu couldn't help but tears fell down.

"Good soldier!"

"Good soldier!"

Hearing the uncle's cry, the people in the yurt were all stunned, and they didn't know how to comfort the uncle for a while.

The stomachs of the wounded made a "gurgling" sound, and Zhang Junbao remembered that these buddies' steamed buns couldn't be eaten at all.

"Company commander, let's eat a bowl of instant noodles for a few injured brothers, it's too cold, I'm afraid they won't be able to stand it."

Lao Liu turned his head to look at the wounded lying on the ground, and then looked at their bulging trouser pockets, knowing that they had cold steamed buns, but they couldn't eat them.

"Okay, make a bowl of instant noodles for everyone."

Lao Liu waved his hand and made this difficult decision, which is the treatment only available to sick people in the disaster relief force.

"Woo......."

The little white eyes lying on the ground looked at the instant noodles directly, saliva flowed to the ground, and he called out a few times helplessly, wanting to attract people's attention.

Lao Liu looked at poor Xiaobai and suddenly laughed, "Forget about you little guy, how can our great hero not have instant noodles to eat." ”

Lao Liu made an exception and made a bowl of instant noodles for Xiaobai.

Zhang Junbao borrowed two steamed buns from the wounded, dried them on the fire, broke them into small pieces and fed them to Xiaobai one by one, of course, with a few pieces of dried meat and pickles in between.

Xiaobai has been in Class 13 for a long time, and grass has grown in her heart, she is a lonely wolf.

An hour later, Zhang Junbao stood up from the ground, shook his numb legs a few times, and raised his legs to go out to continue the disaster.

But for some reason, his eyes were a little black, and his head was spinning and about to fall to the ground.

"Junbao, be careful!"

"Be careful, Junbao!"

He could hear the shouts of his comrades, and even after he fell, he saw that the brother with the wounded palm had already stood up and ran towards him.

But he couldn't do anything, he could only let his body fall uncontrollably.

With a "bang", he fell to the door of Uncle Xidu's house, his head hit the wooden door frame, and there was another loud bang.

Xiao Bai, who was lying on the ground, screamed "woo" and let out a rapid cry for help, and soon, Lao Liu rushed in with someone.

"Junbao, Junbao, how are you?"