Chapter 57

He was worried and in a complicated mood. Cheng Chong didn't sleep well all night. The next morning, before he blew the whistle, he got up and dressed and went straight to the instructor's dormitory. He had to say a simple goodbye to the instructor min Jie who had trained himself for three months before the bus to pick him up arrived.

When he arrived at Min Jie's dormitory, the dormitory was already empty. There was no trace of Min Jie. He asked the sentry to know that she had withdrawn. As for when to withdraw, the sentry couldn't say clearly. The sentry only stood one guard at a time and only knew what he was doing.

Min Jie's identity and whereabouts are so mysterious that Cheng Chong never knows her true identity.

He had asked her several times, but every time she kept her mouth shut, as if she were keeping a cosmic secret. Cheng Chong didn't even know which army she was and what job she held.

He only knew that her military qualities were excellent and excellent. She could be called an all-round player, and she was especially good at shooting. Her gun action is very fast and sharp, and she shoots the gun very quickly. She is very good at both short-range rapid fire and long-range sniping. With these alone, it is not difficult to see that she is not very simple and is by no means an ordinary officer and soldier at the grass-roots level.

Cheng Chong can only vaguely guess her true identity according to the rank of the light board student hanging on her shoulder.

However, in the army, one of the students with the student title is the students in military academies, the other is the trainee officers who have gone to the grass-roots level but have not yet become regular, and the other is the false Title deliberately hung for some need. However, Cheng Chong is uncertain about which one, let alone others.

Min Jie is a mystery in Cheng Chong's heart at the moment. She can't touch or guess.

When Cheng Chong walked back reluctantly, the warrior Jeep who picked him up had gasped at the door. The driver was still the third sergeant who liked to talk all over the world.

Cheng Chong took all his clothes back to the tiger regiment by Meng Lang, but he boarded the car empty.

The third phase skillfully drove the warrior Jeep around the muddy mountain road. While wandering, they talked in the sky and earth. What they knew, didn't know, funny and interesting fell out. Along the way, the atmosphere was very relaxed and active.

For a long time, the jeep, almost dizzy, turned into a country market. The market is not big, with an area of less than two square kilometers, but there are a lot of bustling people going to the market from south to north. The most traded agricultural and sideline products in the market are not many other objects.

This season is the most abundant time for agricultural and sideline products in Northwest China.

"The last trip to the plateau was not easy. Didn't you want to bring something to your comrades in arms?" The third period seemed careless, but it reminded Cheng Chong.

For the officers and soldiers stationed on the plateau border all year round, the conditions are extremely difficult. Although there are many things missing, of course, the most missing are fruits and vegetables. On the plateau, life is difficult to survive, especially for plants with fragile vitality. When plateau soldiers go out on patrol, if they can meet a little green, they are happier than meeting a beautiful girl.

It doesn't seem appropriate to bring vegetables, but it's feasible to bring some fruit.

Cheng Chong spent two months' allowance to buy a pile of fresh fruits such as apples and pears. When he was annoyed about what to hold, he found a military supplies store nearby.

Maybe he is a soldier. At the moment, Cheng Chong is very interested in all military products. Although there is a slight gap between military products in the world and the authentic products of the army, here, as long as he has money, any object in the store can be selected at will. Unlike the army, what he sends you is what he sends you, no more or less.

Cheng Chong picked a khaki backpack and put all the fruits in it. Then he went on to carefully select some other items, a suit of suitable desert camouflage clothes, a large soft leather water bag, a North compass with military green metal shell, as well as some field rations, compressed biscuits and others.

As everyone who knows, this is a single soldier's field equipment.

Cheng Chong naturally had his own reason for doing so. He never forgot to avenge his dead comrades in arms. He dared not forget and must not forget. It was for this reason that he tried his best to go to the plateau.

He firmly believed that if he avenged his comrades in arms, these military products he bought at the moment would be useful and even indispensable.

Avoiding the eyes of the third phase, he stuffed these objects into the Khaki backpack one by one. In this way, he not only brought fruit to his comrades in arms stationed on the plateau, but also hid people's eyes and ears. From the appearance alone, we can never see any clue.

Sure enough, the third phase only smiled and said, "it takes you months to buy so many fruits!" Then he continued to drive the warrior Jeep on the road.

With the continuous rise of altitude, there is less and less green around. The plateau once again shows its desolate, silent, strong and solemn nature. The sky is vast, the sky is as blue as washing, and the long white clouds float calmly. People can't help but cry out or sing loudly. It has the pride of seeing all the mountains.

In the afternoon, the veteran warrior Jeep arrived at the half moon checkpoint with his tired body and thick breath.

Cheng Chong, including recovery and intensive training, has left the half moon corner post for less than half a year. In these months, the burned half moon corner post has been re established, which has almost undergone earth shaking changes compared with before.

The scale of the outpost is more than double that of the original. The barracks are larger, stronger and more reasonable than the original. Ring fortifications and some scattered foxholes are also built around it.

The troops stationed have also been greatly strengthened than before. The originally stationed class has now become a platoon, and the platoon leader is Gao Bing. The original single whistle became a double whistle, and a latent whistle was added at night. The number of soldiers on patrol has also increased from four to twelve, and each carries half a base of ammunition. Although it is a little heavy, it can be very generous and arrogant when it meets the enemy in the future.

Things are different from people, or things are neither human nor human. Looking at the familiar and strange scenes in front of them, Cheng Chong's thoughts returned to a few months ago. At that time, they were hard and happy under the leadership of monitor Wei Jiangong.

On the plateau border, which is far away from the downtown area and away from the crowd, several of their comrades in arms tightly formed a group. They took care of each other and cared about each other. Sometimes they joked with each other and played bullshit with each other. When they were happy, they sang the national military song in front of the vast plateau. Each time they were exhausted, tired and depressed, they encouraged each other and cheered each other

Now, they are all gone. They are the only one left among the eight. He thought of the monitor Wei Jiangong, the Deputy monitor Ma Xiaodong, the silent veteran Liu, and the young but dark faces in the class

At the thought of this, Cheng Chong couldn't stop tears in his eyes, and his sadness was expressed in his words.