The mountain road is dangerous and long,

In order to reduce psychological pressure, but also to kill boring time,

The officers began to make small talk.

The commander of the grenadier battalion, Major Alexandra Charyanova turned her head sideways,

A pair of big blue eyes looked at the night owl banner representing the Valstad Empire, and the flag of the 12th Mountain Division fluttered next to it, and she said in a strong nomadic accent:

"Why is the emblem of our troops a bumblebee? To be honest, I don't like this bug, I've been stung by this thing, and my cheeks have been swollen for a whole week. ”

The commander of the light infantry battalion, Major Carl Vinson, laughed:

"That insect is really hungry, let such a handsome guy as our division commander not bite, but want to bite you ugly girl, it's really a shame that it can get out of its mouth, if it were me, it would have spit out a long time ago."

Alexandra's thick eyebrows rose upside down, and she scolded, "Fuck you ......%, shut up, you dwarf winter melon!" The brain is broken, the bumblebee stings with its buttocks, not with its mouth! ”

Due to the disparity in height, Major Karl had to look up at each other;

"You're the one with a bad brain, you stupid strong woman! After learning all the biology lessons, the embroidered on the flag was not a bumblebee at all, just bees everywhere. ”

Only then did Alexandra realize that she had seen it wrong, and her face flushed, and the muscles on her neck bulged:

"Dead fatty, when we set up camp today, we will compare and compare, I want you to understand the power of grassland wrestlers."

"Oh, if you don't make sense, you're going to fight, right? Lao Tzu is not afraid of you, just a stupid big and stupid woman, who is afraid of whom! ”

The commander of the 12th Mountain Division, General William Einfurt, advised:

"You two don't make trouble, it's okay to make trouble in the team at the beginning, this is in the army, or on the way to the mission, give me a serious place and set a good example for your subordinates."

Alexandra turned her head: "I don't care, I have to teach this dwarf winter melon a lesson, beat his head hard, and make him ten centimeters shorter before he can get angry!" ”

Karl whistled, defiantly. "Hey, everyone, this ugly girl can't marry herself, so she tries her best to harm others, that's it, that's it, let's not see the stupid woman."

The two of them scolded each other non-stop along the way, and the officers around them had long been used to it, knowing that they were old friends, and they wouldn't really lose control of their tempers, so they didn't take it to heart, and they all watched the show.

Everyone only focused on looking at the mountain road under their feet, for fear that it would be bad if one of them would not pay attention to his foot and neck, and he would be injured and delay the trip of the troops.

After walking through the most dangerous pass, and finally coming to a slightly gentle area, everyone invariably breathed a sigh of relief, slowed down, and waited for the baggage convoy behind to catch up.

Major Alexandra broke the silence:

"Captain, you haven't answered my question yet, why did you choose a bee as your emblem, how imposing, look at the flags of other troops, they are all fierce beasts such as tigers, leopards, jackals, or snakes and scorpions, which look particularly ruthless."

Carl sneered: "Look at her country rao tone, it makes people laugh out of their big teeth and scum." ”

William said: "It's too much, Carl, there should be a degree of ridicule, I don't allow you to joke about the country, everyone is a Valsta, regardless of whether they are from the city or nomads, the most important thing is for the big guys to unite and serve the country."

And you, Alexandra, too, are not in the rugby team now, don't call me captain anymore, call me division commander. ”

He raised his head and looked at the banner of the mountain division:

"The unit was newly formed, cobbled together from a few of the original companies that were good at mountain warfare, and the division's flag insignia was designed by a retired veteran, Count Baptiste, who spoke to me about the implications.

Bees may seem inconspicuous, but they are an indispensable part of nature, without which they can spread pollen, and the world's ecology will be in serious trouble.

You don't have to envy the flags and insignia of other troops,

Although not as aggressive as the bumblebee, our mascot is also stinging, and it is very groupy, which can better reflect the organizational structure of the modern army. ”

Alexandra said, "I heard that a bee would die if it stung me." ”

William nodded; "That's true,

When the bee's venom needle stings into the skin, expels the venom and pulls out the stinger and flies away in a hurry, the barb is firmly attached to the skin, so the venom needle is pulled out along with part of the internal organs, so that the bee will die in a short time.

Attack at the cost of your own life and protect the entire hive.

The choice of this bee emblem is to encourage our 12th Mountain Division to fight until the last moment for the country. ”

Carl spat on the ground, "Hey, that's amazing!" Brother William is still the chief graduate of the academy in the end, and the meaning of cultural people is different, and the nerds in those years were not in vain. ”

Alexandra said, "Brother William, I have come to love this flag. ”

After a whole rapid march, all the officers and men of the 12th Mountain Division were already tired of men and horses, and chose a gentle slope on higher ground to camp.

The climate in this mountainous area is almost as if it was deliberately tormenting, the white heat is so hot that they are sweating, and the soldiers are rolling up their sleeves and trouser legs to dissipate heat, and they are bitten by poisonous mosquitoes.

At night, the temperature drops sharply, and the cold wind blows.

One by one, the soldiers put on their tweed coats in their backpacks and gathered together to warm themselves by the fire, but even so, they were shivering from the cold.

Major Carl Vinson took a spoonful of chowder from the pot and put it to his lips and sucked greedily, his beard full of spices and wild leaves.

"It's so fucking cold...... The climate of this place of the hell...... It's really hard, no wonder it's uninhabited. ”

Alexandra looked alarmingly into the distance:

"I saw nocturnal animals, lurking on the rocky walls in the distance, trying to hide their eyes, I guessed they were wild wolves in the mountains,

Sure enough, I guessed correctly, listen, they are howling, and the wolves of the steppe communicate in the same way. ”

"Let those damn beasts scream hard, I want to eat meat!" Carl stirred hard with a spoon in the pan, trying to find a piece of beef that had slipped through the net, but in vain;

"You are all too fucking capable of grabbing it, you have taken all the meat away, and you don't leave a piece for Lao Tzu, Brother William, let me bring a company of light infantry over to hunt a few wild wolves and come back, and cook them for tooth sacrifice."

"Impossible," Alexandra laughed, "the wolf kings are very cunning, and they ran away with the wolves before you could get close. ”

"Damn, there's not even a rabbit on this mountain, I wonder what do these wolves usually eat to fill their stomachs?"

William said: "Mountain rats, mountain wild boars, rock antelopes, mountain foxes, and lizards, no matter how bad the environment is, there are always some tenacious animals that can survive." ”

"Otherwise, I'll take someone hunting, it's better than curling up here and getting cold."

"Come on, Karl, you can rest honestly, we will continue to march rapidly, and we will not have the strength to hurry until we have slept enough.

Oh, this bag is salted beef jerky, for you to quench your cravings,

When you've had your fill, clean up the leaves hanging from your beard, and roll back into your tent to sleep. ”

Legend of the Heroes of Valstad