There is a man on the bank, with a lofty temperament like a mountain, standing in the dark like a waiting reef sea, no matter how high the waves have never moved a little.

He opened the waterproof watch, his long fingers gently pressed on the dial, and the watch had a faint green light illuminating several groups of numbers, one of which was displayed as "21:18:47"

it took two and a half hours to take off from the military airport to shuangyuejiao Island, and the calculation time should be almost up.

As more and more people came ashore, the man turned off the night light on his watch, stood upright in front of everyone, and his eyes slowly swept through the crowd.

It's obviously dark, but his eyes are like glowing animal pupils, with extremely sharp light passing through them.

The sense of oppression followed, keeping all the tired people standing upright and motionless for his eye review.

He didn't speak. Everyone stood like this, motionless, as if they would stand together until dawn.

The sky is clear and the moon is bright with stars.

On the sea, the undulation of the waves is endless, and the monotonous rising tide and falling water sound like thousands of people clapping for this group of soldiers guarding the border of the motherland.

After about 20 minutes, when the ink like water was clapped higher and the sound of the waves was louder, the sound of the propeller mixed into the monotonous sound of the water from the horizon, and the man standing in front opened his mouth and said, "turn back!"

The voice is like the blooming of the first snow, with the most primitive coldness. It's so cold that it seems to rub the snow into the heart, and every word has a very cold air.

Everyone turned around, facing the sea, and looked up at the sky.

The man standing beside them presses a key on the side of the dial, only to see a light source illuminating the dial at 12, 4 and 8 o'clock. This is to send a signal to the aircraft on the flying helicopter to let the helicopter pilot know their specific position.

"Confirm location and prepare for launch." The helicopter pilot with earmuffs receives the ground signal, and reports several sets of distance figures between the ground and the sea, and the aircraft to the two crew members behind him.

"600 meters, 400 meters, 300 meters..."

As the helicopter pilot accurately reported the distance figures, all the people standing on the coast saw a military helicopter gradually magnified by a figure the size of a petrel, until it stayed over them.

The strong wind of propeller "Huhu" blows, blowing up the sea water, and also blowing up the sea sand, blowing to all the resolute faces facing the sea.

In less than a minute, their wet battle clothes were covered with fine sea sand. Their faces, eyebrows and eyelashes were more like wearing a sea sand mask. It was totally unclear who was who.

There is sea sand in the eyes, and the pain in the eyes is astringent. The sea wind blows over the eyes and faces, which makes it itchy like ten thousand ants crawling into the clothes and crawling over the body. No one moves. Always keep a straight posture, look at the front with torch like eyes, and protect every inch of land behind you.

"Open the hatch and launch." On board, the helicopter pilot skillfully operates the helicopter to keep the whole fuselage stationary in the air, confirms the launching height, and starts to launch the articles.

The cold speaking man came to them and watched with his comrades as the helicopter dropped supplies. It seems that this time, with the light of Ye Jian, supplies were advanced three days.

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