Bright Sword World, August 14, 1939.

In the vast desert, in the dead sea of sand, hundreds of trucks are moving at a constant speed

The wind was blowing, and the rolled up sand and gravel were frantically lapping against the windshield of the truck.

A man in his early thirties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes and a righteous face, sat in the passenger seat of one of the trucks. He looked at the desolate and lifeless Gobi Desert and said, "Finally home!" ”

Although the driver in the driver's seat could not understand Chinese, this emotional tone still allowed him to guess eight or nine. The driver patted the shoulder of the man in the passenger seat, and said a string of Russian words arrogantly: "Yellow! How does it feel to be home! ”

Without waiting for Huang He to answer, the driver took out a bottle of vodka from the pocket of his coat and handed it to him, then took out a bottle from the other pocket and poured it violently.

"You have suffered a lot in order to be able to return to your motherland. No matter what your previous life was like, home will always be your warm harbor! This bottle of wine is specially left for you, to your home! ”

Huang He looked at the Siberian man in front of him a little helplessly, he opened the wine bottle and sniffed it with his nose, and then took a big sip.

The pungent and strong smell of alcohol filled the small space, and even after spending so much time in the north, he still didn't get used to the smell of vodka.

The rich taste and layered Fenjiu is more suitable for his stomach.

He tightened the cap, snatched the driver's bottle, and said in standard Russian: "Drink less, I'll have to drive for more than twenty days, I don't want to ride in a drunk's car." ”

Makarov Sharogradsky looked at the Yellow River with some resentment, for whom the absence of wine was a very painful thing.

"Huang, you're good at everything, but you're too serious! Just like my instructor! Don't you know how much I'm drinking? If I had enough alcohol, I could drink it until the end of the mission. ”

Soon after the two met, Huang He had just arrived at Makarov's unit before the mission, and was told by his superiors to send him back to his homeland.

Makarov has been running back and forth on this transport line for more than two years, and this is the first time he has encountered such a mission. He has always been self-cooked, and he immediately made this new friend with his curiosity and wine, and the two drank a meal to be considered a formal acquaintance, and officially set out on the way home the next day.

For this enthusiastic Siberian man, Huang He is grateful to him from the bottom of his heart. After all, he has to be taken care of by others when he returns to China, not to mention that he doesn't have to be crowded with supplies on the road.

Although he was stopped drinking in the car by the Yellow River, Makarov was not angry, but still cared about his friend's future life.

"Huang, isn't your work in the 2nd Special Design Bureau going well? Why give up years of your hard work? ”

"And I've been on a transportation mission in your country for the past two years, and I won't have a decent research environment after I go back."

When he heard this, Huang He thought of the war-torn land of the motherland, and of his compatriots who were separated from their homeless wives. His eyes were full of fighting spirit, and he said to Makarov:

"Your country wasn't strong from the start, it needs people from all walks of life to build it. Just as you can navigate the arduous shipping routes without hesitation, I want to contribute to my country. ”

"My country needs me, even if the road ahead will be difficult, even if I may die in the war in the future, there are thousands of comrades there who will fight with me."

"In our country there is a word called "Fallen Leaves Return to the Roots."

"Last year I wrote a famous modern poem, and there is a sentence in it that I like very much. Why do I always have tears in my eyes? Because I love this land so much. ”

Makarov did not answer immediately, the silence in the cab was frightening, but he was never good at hiding his emotions.

"Davari, with people like you, the spark of the East can definitely turn into a fire of the prairie fire!"

When he said this, he didn't look at the comrades around him, but his firm tone made people extremely down-to-earth. Huang He looked at his side face and smiled heartily.

While the two were talking, the convoy continued to drive on the Gobi Desert day and night, and in two days it would be a rugged winding mountain road. The task of the convoy was to deliver the supplies to the anti-Japanese troops, and then bring back some of the raw materials and gold they needed.

The detachment consisted of three specially formed automobile battalions and a separate automobile company.

The vehicle was carrying 20 37-mm anti-tank guns and 10,000 shells, 5 76-mm anti-aircraft guns and 5,000 shells, 300 Degtyakov machine guns, 40 Maxim heavy machine guns, 3,000,000 7.62mm rifle rounds, and 1.5 million 7.9mm rifle rounds.

This transportation mission is the largest this year, and even planes were transported.

It's just that the plane is split into different parts, with wings, tails, propellers, spare parts, etc., packed in the car compartment, and the fuselage mounted on the carriage.

The independent automobile company carried the weapons and materials prepared by the Yellow River for the base area, which he had saved over the years.

Just as the sun was about to set, the transport troops finally arrived at the supply depots along the way.

They also saw a caravan of more than 300 camels passing by, and after talking to the villagers, Huang He learned that they were going to exchange their wool for gasoline, ammunition and other supplies, and then give the exchanged goods to those who needed them.

This transport route was located in the large rear far from the war, and the experienced fighters always held some entertainment with bitter pleasure. Not far from the fire, several fighters were dancing Cossack dances with the commissar.

Accompanied by cheerful music, a group of officers and soldiers kicked forward in a squatting or half-squatting position, and the whole dance was dominated by squatting and jumping. They stretch their legs as straight as they can, and in some parts they squat and kick in circles.

"What an unbreakable knee!"

From time to time, the camp heard the song of the steppe cavalry played by the accordion.

Seeing the Yellow River facing the crowd but distracted, Makarov came to his side with a dinner. Today's dinner is the classic Tusanka canned stew with Siberian three fresh, and the main dish is crepes, which is still very tempting.

"Lubyanka's potatoes raise people~ Entering the hotel is like going home, all of them are talented, and they speak well, I like to be in it."

"They're all amazing, and even those of us who run this road all year round don't always make it home safely. And they all volunteered to participate in the transport, and several families I knew last year either died on the road or went bankrupt. ”

"You will be victorious, sooner or later the invaders will be driven out by you."

Although Huang He is not a fragile person, reliable comrades are always so reassuring.

After eating, the convoy replenished fuel and started a new journey.

At this time, Huang He was leaning against the glass window, sleeping on his right arm. The evening journey also required him to change Makarov, so he needed to rest as soon as he had the opportunity.

Suddenly, an impassioned piece of music sounded in his head, followed by an exciting, narration.

"We gave our lives in the last war, but you have turned your promises to us into a dead letter!

We have struggled to modernize this country, but you have taken every opportunity to exploit and oppress us!

While we are fighting bloody battles against a powerful enemy, you are not willing to offer even the slightest help!

Now, our war has become your war.

The high-sounding gentlemen who eat flesh and blood are also coveted by the beasts in the end.

We are united against the country that threatens our land.

From now on, we will fight side by side to drive the invaders down the sea step by step

But no one will forget the price we paid to win our freedom.

While enduring arrogance, he waited for the right time

Now, let the world see the greatness of our nation!"

"Hello host, we've finally met. Currently, the system is in read-only mode, and it will be fully unlocked when it arrives at the base. ”

After hearing the voice in his head, Huang He trembled with excitement. This system has been silent for so many years, and finally there is movement!