The task of the advance team was to find a suitable construction site, accompanied by two engineers, a surveyor, and a geological surveyor, and they abandoned the car and marched in the mountains for two whole days, and the next day at dusk everyone set up tents to rest, and scattered snowflakes drifted on the lead-clouded sky, and it seemed that a heavy snowfall would fall in the evening.

The four engineers and technicians were all bespectacled intellectuals, and one of them was a woman, who was far from adapting to the harsh environment of the plateau, lying in the tent and panting, and listening to the sound made people worry about their little bones.

The company instructor and the squad leader were busy pouring water and medicine for them, persuading them to eat something, and the more they didn't eat, the more they would feel deprived of oxygen.

The soldiers are physically strong, and when they enlisted, they have experienced the training of five kilometers of armed cross-country training in the recruit camp every day, and their ability to adapt to the environment is very strong, at this time they have basically adapted to the anoxic environment a little, and the campfire is lit with special white briquette fuel, and the soldiers gather together to keep warm, and eat half-cooked noodles and compressed biscuits, because the altitude is too high, the water cannot be boiled, and the noodles can only be boiled until half-cooked.

Several comrades-in-arms who I knew well with were the "big men" from Heilongjiang in the northeast, the Tibetan soldier "Gawa" who enlisted in the Tibetan area, and the Jilin signal soldier "Xiaolin" who was only 16 years old. A few of us finished eating the noodles in two bites, gasping for breath and resting, feeling that the strength of a meal on the plateau was simply greater than that of an armed cross-country march on the plains.

Xiao Lin rested for a while and said to me: "Brother Hu, you joined the army in the city and know a lot of things, can you tell us a few stories?" ”

The big man also agreed: "Oh, I said Lao Hu, it's too rare to listen to your chatter, the thief pulls hard, anyway, I have to have a class meeting for a while, and I can't rest in advance, so I will give the comrades a bit of nagging first." ”

Gava's Han words are not good, but I can understand it, and I want to say something, I opened my mouth for a long time, Leng didn't remember how to say it, just waved his hand at me, I guess he meant it probably, you talk about it, I will listen to it too.

I stuck out my tongue and said, "The air is so thin, why are you still so spirited?" Come on, since the comrades want to hear it, I'll talk in the vernacular first, and when the class leader starts to put on small shoes for me at the class meeting, you have to help me intercede. ”

Why do I say this, because our squad leader doesn't like me very well, he enlisted in the army from the countryside, and like a little daughter-in-law, he stayed in the army for five years before becoming a small squad leader, and he especially looks down on me as a "backdoor soldier" like the son of a high-ranking cadre. As soon as the class had a meeting, he asked me to speak, and he criticized me for a lot of loopholes in my speech, and almost all of them formed a fixed law, and those who made me angry, let alone mention it.

But what should I say? I have read less than ten books combined, including four by Mao, one quotation, one dictionary, one "Red Sun", and one "Young Guard". But I don't know all this to them, and I don't think they can understand this copy of "The Secret Art of Feng Shui".

I searched my stomach, and finally remembered a book borrowed from Tian Xiaomeng when I went to the countryside, which was a very popular folklore manuscript at that time, the content of this manuscript was mainly based on the deeds of the Plum Blossom Party, and also added a lot of anecdotes in the society at that time, including a story of a hundred beautiful women's skins, which left a particularly deep impression on me.

The beginning of this story happened on a train from Beijing to Nanjing, female college student Zhao Pingping went back to Nanjing to visit relatives on this train, the passenger sitting opposite him was a young and handsome PLA officer, the two chatted intentionally or unintentionally, Zhao Pingping was overwhelmed by the demeanor and conversation of the young officer, and learned that he had a good family environment and was highly educated, and Zhao Pingping even began to fantasize about marrying each other. Before he knew it, the train arrived at Nanjing Station, and the officer invited Zhao Pingping to sit in a restaurant near the train station, and during the meal, the officer went to make a phone call, and when he came back, he took out a letter and asked Zhao Pingping to help deliver it to his home in Nanjing, because he had an urgent task to rush back to the army first, so he couldn't go home first. Zhao Pingping agreed without hesitation, and then the two reluctantly parted.

The next day, Zhao Pingping went to the officer's house to deliver the letter, and it was an old woman who received her, and the old woman took out the letter and read it, and then warmly invited Zhao Pingping to her home and poured her a cup of tea. Zhao Pingping drank a few sips of tea and chatted with the old woman, when she suddenly felt the Venus in front of her spinning around, and she fainted and fell to the ground. A bucket of cold, biting cold water woke Zhao Pingping, who found herself naked tied to a stripping orange, and the walls were covered in human skins. There were several people standing around, none other than the old woman and several of her men. She took the letter to Zhao Pingping and let her see it, and there was only one sentence on the letter: "Send the hundredth beautiful skin, please check." The old woman sneered and said: "You are dying, let you die clearly, we are all hidden spies, skinning women in order to fill them with explosives, a total of 100 human skins have to be prepared, and today we finally have enough to count." As he spoke, he took out a brake knife and handed it to one of his subordinates, and asked him to skin Zhao Pingping alive, the brake knife is a special knife for peeling, and the big man used the knife to cut the top of Zhao Pingping's head, in her screams......

As soon as I talked about Xingtou, I was interrupted by the second squad leader who came over: "Don't say anything, don't say anything." Hu Bayi, you're making up nonsense again, now our class has a class discussion meeting, don't you like to say that little mouth, let's let you speak first this time? ”