"Quick! Give me some cooling oil! Damn, I can't stand it anymore!"

The driver was a non-commissioned officer. At this moment, he grabbed the steering wheel with both hands and yawned one by one, like a big toad.

The soldier next to him quickly grind out the cooling oil in his pocket and applied it for a while.

"Wake up! Wake up!"

The driver began to slap himself in the face.

Finally, he said to the privateer: "Boy, slap me a few times and use your hands to make it harder. I will not hurt myself, and I will also grab the steering wheel."

The recruits sitting next to him were a little hesitant.

The driver is a non-commissioned officer in the first phase.

He is a private.

Finally, Zou Wenbiao reached out and slapped the non-commissioned officer in the face.

Bang-

The sound is crisp.

The driver shouted loudly: "It's great! It's really refreshing! Thank you, Section Chief!"

The private looked at Zou Wenbiao and suddenly asked, "Chief, when will we go to the assembly place? Can we rest there?"

Zou Wenbiao was originally upset.

The veteran driver actually slapped him by himself, and the previous cooling oil could not stand it.

It seems that the entire army has reached its limit.

The new recruits' words made Zou Wenbiao a little angry.

When is it time? I still ask about rest?

Haven't you seen the meaning of this exercise yet?

This is to kill the Red Army!

"What are you resting!"

He suddenly broke out.

Turning his head and seeing the face of the recruit.

She still has a childish face.

It was dark, and I don’t know if it was sweating or the water left during the washing.

Just now, many people washed them with water no less than ten times in order to wash away the residue on their skin.

If it weren't for the army, the boy in front of him would probably be playing games like his peers at home or studying on a university campus?

That's all the flesh of my parents' hearts.

Zou Wenbiao's fire was extinguished most of it.

"Yes, when you go to the assembly site, you should be able to drink hot water. There is a water source nearby, you can take a bath, and have a good sleep..."

In fact, even Zou Wenbiao himself felt that this lie was a bit clumsy.

But he didn't want the recruit to be disappointed.

Even veterans like me feel like they are going to collapse, let alone new recruits like them?

I am the leader, so of course I have to cheer everyone up.

Anyone can break up, but not yourself.

"Don't worry, there are still eighteen hours." He cheered the recruit Danzi: "Grudge your teeth and just get through it. Think about Shangganling. After more than 40 days of fighting, the enemy fired a total of 1.9 million shells on the positions of our martyrs. At the worst time, six shells fell on the positions every second, and supplies could not be delivered. Not to mention sleeping, we had no water to drink... We are just a big deal! Do you know?"

The recruit nodded: "Yes."

Zou Wenbiao leaned against his seat and suddenly a sensation came.

He quickly shook his lips to wake up the pain.

You can't sleep by yourself.

He looked at his watch and said that there were eighteen hours left before the scheduled arrival time. If he was lucky, he should be able to arrive two hours in advance.

At most, it will last for sixteen hours.

Sixteen hours...

In normal times, this time passes by.

But tonight, Zou Wenbiao felt that time was passing very slowly.

If in the past, a horse was racing, now a turtle was crawling slowly.

He suddenly understood what it felt like to meet in the Long March of the Red Army, and why so many people hugged each other and cried bitterly.

If he had met the large army now, Zou Wenbiao would not be sure whether he would cry loudly.

Too twists and turns.

Too difficult.

Just as he was feeling emotion, he suddenly felt a little shaken on the ground, and a flash of light shone in the darkness on the far right.

Then I guessed that the rumbling explosion sounded.

The convoy stopped one after another.

The driver turned his head and looked out the window and screamed in horror. His voice was completely out of tune and he said tremblingly: "Mom... Mom... Bastard... That thing..."

The recruit also shouted: "Mushroom Bullet!" (For safety, I don't dare to write that, just understand.)

Zou Wenbiao’s heart was not just tens of millions of alpacas, but tens of millions of elephants were trampled over...

Step back...

"Nuclear Attack!"

Alarms sounded everywhere.

"Get out of the car and protect!"

There were no people in the tank parked on the dirt road, and all the people in the vehicle came down.

Because when the mushrooms bounce off, it is safer for people to hide in the tank.

If the people in the tank cannot survive, then will other ordinary vehicles come up and look for cover?

It was an amazing scene.

Huge mushroom clouds rose from the horizon, like monsters rushing into the sky, roaring at everyone.

Just as everyone in the Red Army Brigade was lying on the side of the road, the warrior car of the dispatch team drove up leisurely.

The Poker Face Instructor got off the car and began to check the convoy forward, back and forth, and checked the officers and soldiers looking for cover.

Actually, this doesn't seem to mean much.

Because, if it is really a mushroom bullet, only a handful of people can survive.

"The convoy suffered nuclear attack, except for the tank team, all the rest were killed and the vehicles were damaged."

The instructor waved his hand.

"Except for the tank team, all the rest will be withdrawn from the exercise."

Quit the exercise?

Zou Wenbiao thought he was hallucinating.

He quickly got up and ran to the side of the transferor.

"Trader, are you sure you didn't...really said it's wrong?"

The instructor glanced at Zou Wenbiao: "We are right. You are waiting here. The people from the base will come to pick you up. The vehicles can be driven back to the base for storage. You are now on the sacrifice list."

"this……"

Zou Wenbiao felt extremely wronged.

"I didn't even fight, I didn't even see the Blues, just quit?"

He could not accept this fact.

The instructor said: "Isn't this very normal? During the Gulf War, many Iraqi soldiers did not even see the US combatants, so they still died?"

"this……"

Zou Wenbiao is out of place.

He wanted to say anything, but couldn't say anything.

It is impossible to argue at all.

The instructor said nothing wrong.
To be continued...