Even the special forces soldiers were still at a loss to see this situation.

A girl who is about the same age as solemn as her solemn shocked him the greatest.

This girl has fair and rosy skin, a pair of black and white apricots with a clear and beautiful look in her eyes, her eyebrows slightly raised, and her facial features have the simplicity and naturalness of poorly decorated mountain girls.

What shocked the solemn Yan was not that face, but the girl's feet...

She has no feet anymore.

Where there should have two legs is a bench. The four feet of the bench have been bald, which shows that it has been used for a long time.

Seeing Zhuang Yan looking at him, the girl smiled at him.

At that moment, the solemn heart became weak, as if it was a thief. He quickly turned around and did not dare to see the girl.

It’s not because I’m shy when I see a beautiful girl, nor is it moved.

It is because I feel that I can’t protect my compatriots here in this green military uniform.

Although the thunder on the border is completely inseparable from the solemnity, there is no connection between it.

But as a soldier, Zhuang Yan feels that he should have such a little responsibility.

This is the shame of a soldier.

You cannot protect the people of this country, let them live and work in peace, let them live a peaceful and good life, and let them be protected from harm. As a soldier, you should feel ashamed.

Every soldier must have this sense of shame.

Suddenly, he seemed to understand the problem that he had been in the car before and had not figured out much.

In such extremely dangerous places, where working conditions and environment are so poor, colonels like Xu Hanyuan still open an old-fashioned bj212 place, and officers from the logistics, agencies and other departments of big cities, and compared with ordinary people in open coastal cities, Xu Hanyuan is undoubtedly much inferior in terms of treatment and working environment.

In this environment, for nearly ten years, from the early 1990s to the present, a group of unknown mine-demining officers and soldiers have been busy demining mines here every day, dealing with mines that will explode at any time every day.

If Zhuang Yan had faced death on the front line of flood control, it was only more than a month. These officers and soldiers who cleared mines were 365 days old, and they were fighting against Death every day.

What kind of spirit is this?

If you measure such a fatal job by money, how many people are willing to do it? If you give you dozens of dollars to give you, will you do it?

This is the Chinese soldier.

On the Korean battlefield, soldiers from the Yingjiang family were eating canned food, gnawing turkey legs on Christmas, still complaining that the weather was too cold. They never understood why their opponents could travel hundreds of miles at night while eating snow and fried noodles. They were faster than they were riding in jeeps and trucks. The general commander who chased them was panicked and overturned and died.

They also didn't understand what the opponents who would rather freeze to death than lie there to ambush were supporting them to reach this human limit.

This is a Chinese-style soldier.

You can laugh at their poor equipment and their poor welfare, but you have to admire their great spirit.

Taking advantage of the time before lunch, Zhuang Yan and his comrades set up the field tent.

For every soldier in the "hunter" squad, training has long been accustomed to survival and living in the wild.

The camp of the mine clearance team is also a field tent. Since the mine zone branch is located in various towns, villages and villages below, if the mine clearance team is stationed in the county town, it will take a lot of time to get out to clear the mine in the morning to take those "spreading soil" roads.

It's all for time.

Everything is for efficiency.

Everything is to be able to drain those deadly mines as soon as possible.

Everything is to give a piece of clean and dangerous land to the local people as soon as possible.

If the land can be plowed, the fields can be planted, and the ports can be opened, everything will be fine.

The officers and soldiers of the Demining Team 1 had a strong interest in these soldiers wearing strange camouflage uniforms and Bennie hats.

Similarly, the special forces of the Hunter Team also had a strong interest in these mine-de-de-arm soldiers who looked unpretentious in ordinary 87 camouflage uniforms.

They are all young people, and it is easy to communicate with. Before the tent is set up, everyone has already become familiar with each other.

"You really belong to the Military Region Special Forces Brigade?"

"Yes, our brigade is code-named Red Arrow."

"Your guns are so beautiful."

"Type 95, it's been equipped for more than a year. Hi, nothing new, it's just a small diameter, lighter, and unsupported design."

"Each of you has a pistol?"

"Yes, each person has a Type 92, we need to learn pistols to apply shooting and special shooting."

"Why are your pistol holsters different from our captain's pistol holsters?"

"This is our team's custom-made quick-drawing holster, which can increase the speed of pulling the gun. Your old-fashioned cowhide holster is not easy to use."

The new problems of mine-decompression soldiers have overwhelmed the special forces.

Similarly, the special forces still feel everything new here.

"Do you need to clear mines every day?"

"Of course, this is our duty."

"That...isn't it dangerous?"

"Dangerous, you will die if you accidentally do it! But we have not yet sacrificed our comrades. Don't worry, as long as you learn, be braver, and follow the operating procedures, it's usually okay..."

"On average... it's okay... I said, how much tired you have ever removed it?"

"I? I have fewer, only 329. Our squad leader is still twice as good as miners..."

"Two times...more than six hundred..."

Zhuang Yan calculated in his mind, and it has been almost a year since he arranged two or three pieces a day.

During lunch, since there was no formal cafeteria, everyone brought the food in the rice bowl and squatted around the camp to eat.

Before coming, Han Zixiu had already announced the discipline.

There may be thunder everywhere around here.

There is no lightning only when the minefield is marked.

Therefore, everything must be based on the mine demining team. Follow them to learn and walk together, and do not run around without authorization.

Han Zixu said: "Don't think that you are a special forces soldier is amazing. Here, you are still rookies! Learn from others well, and don't think that you are great."

Rookie...

Zhuangyan has heard this title more than once.

Well, the rookie is actually pretty good. At least when he was scolded by King Han in the future, he could say, Captain, I am a rookie!

Zhuangyan squatted at the door of the kitchen squad and had a hot chat with the kitchen squad leader and two mine-de-de-soldiers.

Halfway through the meal, the chef squad leader suddenly said, "Zhuangyan, if you can't finish your meal, stay and don't throw it away..."

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The second update, I won’t say anything else, I will continue to write and update! Anyway, the updates that owed are paid back every day, until they are clean.
Chapter completed!