Every time Zhou Chunlei goes home on vacation, he always has to explain to others that his place of work is in Alibaba, not in Alibaba.

Ali does not have Internet celebrities to bring goods, nor does it engage in Double 11 promotions, just a barren plateau of 300,000 square kilometers.

Ali is a forbidden area of life, not to mention a delicate and expensive Internet celebrity, even if he is a strong soldier like five big and three thick, he needs to use all his strength to survive in that no-man's land.

After a long time and more explanations, Zhou Chunlei gradually began to feel bored.

With his simple thoughts, he began to wonder if the Internet was taking up too many social resources?

In the village of Zhou Chunlei's hometown, those old men who are so old that they can't walk can sit in the corner and bask in the sun, they can talk about Ma Yun and Ma Huateng, and laugh about the former richest man's small goal of earning him 100 million.

However, Zhang Chunlei has to explain the difference between Ali and Alibaba over and over again, although the difference is 300,000 square kilometers, and the big one needs to be defended by one war after another.

In 2018, the situation took a turn for the worse.

When people of insight finally had an epiphany, great danger is coming, what we can really rely on is the manufacturing industry after all, and it needs to be developed at any cost, it must be science and education, and the Internet is still attracting everyone's attention.

People of insight in the world finally understand that once the army is pressed, the only people we can rely on are those who are the loveliest, and we need to take care of those who have retired from the army in the past.

Zhang Chunlei actually loves online shopping and likes to brush Douyin, but deep down he always faintly feels that there is something wrong with the distribution of social resources?

Is everyone's attention to the Internet and celebrities a little too much?

"It's not that I don't understand, it's that the world is changing fast..."

Zhang Chunlei muttered, he received the goods from the airport, drove the military green truck, and drove to the camp of the munitions equipment testing institute.

As a soldier who drove a car, Zhang Chunlei actually didn't want to stay in the equipment testing center, he had lofty ideals, he wanted to go to Pangong Lake, he wanted to go to the front line, and he felt that it was the place where real men should stay.

People who have never been to the plateau will never understand what it is like to have only 40 percent oxygen content in the mainland, their face and hands are so sunburned, their lungs ache like tears every time they breathe, and they have to celebrate that they are alive every morning when they open their eyes.

The word hardship is not enough to describe the cruelty of the plateau.

Every spring and summer, trucks deliver supplies to Pangong Lake once a year, which takes about three days.

In winter, when the snow covers the mountains, trucks have to climb along National Highway 219, climb over three mountains with an altitude of more than 5,000 meters, cross icy roads, and snow-covered cols to reach the front line of Pangong Lake with difficulty.

As for the time spent on the road, it can be as short as a week or as long as a lifetime.

Let's put it this way, if you send supplies to Pangong Lake once in winter, as long as you can come back alive, you can get a second-class merit!

This is the plateau frontier, in which the hardship and cruelty are unimaginable to mortals.

Zhang Chunlei was lucky that he had not been to Pangong Lake in winter, but he was still afraid of winter.

Because the winter on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau is different from that in the mainland, the cold wind seems to be able to pierce all the equipment and pierce people's bones.

The lack of oxygen on the plateau and the decline of red blood cells make even the strongest man lack the energy to fight against nature, and even a small cold has a probability of 19 to 40 percent of causing fatal cerebral edema.

This is the forbidden area of life, and its existence is by no means just talk.

Soon after, the truck drove into a flat yard with a five-star red flag in the center and rows of bungalows around it.

Walking to the back of the yard, there is a shooting range with no end in sight, which is often used to test new ammunition and weapons, and is also Zhang Chunlei's favorite place.

Zhang Chunlei is not highly educated, and he can't understand the complex instruments in the laboratory, and he feels that he is still enjoying weapon testing, and many of them are still out of print.

Those weapons had never even seen those military experts, but Zhang Chunlei had not only seen them, but also touched them with his own hands, and he felt very proud of such an experience.

Moving the goods into the warehouse, the chef happily made tomato egg soup, sautéed green beans, and braised eggplant.

Everyone eats happily, and fresh vegetables are much more valuable than meat, and when there are no fresh vegetables, everyone can only nibble on canned vegetables, or use freeze-dried vegetables to cook soup and drink.

"Come on, come on, one set for one person, put it all on, this is a new product, high-tech, we invented it ourselves, and foreigners can't buy it with money!"

Song Xiangyang said exaggeratedly, and gave each person a new set of clothes, sports styles, which came from the big boxes that Zhang Chunlei had just transported back from the airport.

"Tracksuits? It's not appropriate, right? ”

"What's inappropriate, the superiors instructed to test the plateau cold resistance of the new clothing as soon as possible, so this is our task, understand?"

"Got it, promise to complete the mission!"

Everyone is messing around, as a logistics agency, the equipment test station is far less serious than the front-line troops.

When I first got my hands on them, no one took these clothes seriously, fleece shirts, sports cotton clothes that were not much thicker than jackets, thin thread-woven hats, and slim-fitting sweatpants with small feet.

Everyone is a person who has mixed up on the plateau, and these things still want to resist the cold wind?

Are you kidding!

The underwear is really good, close to the body and dry, much more comfortable than the big pants issued by the army.

However, it didn't take long for everyone's faces to become rosy, except for the lack of oxygen, mainly hot.

"What's going on? Is it cooking in the kitchen, why do I feel a little hot? ”

"I also feel a little hot, like wearing the thickest winter clothes, not to mention, this thin piece is quite frost-resistant."

"Is it really like what Song Xiangyang's kid said, these clothes are high-tech?"

"I went out just now wearing only a shirt, my neck and chin were cold, but I didn't feel the slightest feeling where the shirt was placed, do you say God or not?"

"What a god! Where is this high-tech clothing, black technology!? ”

When the time came to night, the cold wind suddenly rose, whistling and blowing, like the roar of a herd, and the atmosphere in the equipment testing room also reached a climax.

Even though it's not the coldest season of the year yet, how is it possible to withstand the cold wind at night on the plateau with just one shirt!?

You don't even need to wear fleece pants on the lower body, and you only need to wear a pair of sweatpants with a windproof function, and you will have no problem at all, how is this possible!?

"With this black technology, we don't have to wrap it into zongzi in the future, right? You weigh it yourself, how light this fabric is, you don't feel it at all when you wear it! ”

"It's actually okay for us here, if we send this set of things to the front line of Pangong Lake..."

"Hehe, with such an awesome lightweight preparation, there is no need to wrap more than forty pounds of sheepskin jackets, those guys on the front line, they dare to attack the enemy camp at night!"

Everyone has a lot of discussions, they have realized the great value of X2 type thermal fiber in the military, after all, modern warfare is often fought in logistics.

In this regard, everyone's evaluation is unprecedentedly unanimous.

Awesome!

What a fucking awesome!