Chapter 1755

Since it's a person, why does commander Jiang know it?!

The answer is coming.

While commander Jiang watched the female soldiers take out their guns and complete the shooting, and he let out an undisguised "eh". It's a bit weird. Female soldiers are not female soldiers in their army. How can they shoot like them?

"Company commander, the other side's anti-j is successful, and huluzui takes over. We are defeated. "

Just about to see the shooting posture of the female soldiers, commander Jiang heard the soldiers' voice, stood up and put away the pistol at the same time, "you win, female soldiers."

The whole anti-j training lasted eight hours and was completed at 7:23 p.m.

The stormtroopers came back with each other's hands. Some of them were so cold that their lips were purple. Some of them were so frozen that they were stiff. When they walked, their knees were straight.

Cold, too cold! It's so cold that it seems to melt with snow at any time, and it can't go back to the seaside.

Li Xinian's hands kept rubbing his comrades' frozen and swollen fingers. Although his cool and handsome face was indifferent, his eyebrows were locked very heavily. "Move your feet and stamp in place!"

Over there, commander Jiang spoke quickly and hurriedly: "hurry up, help to the fire and sit! Boiled water, bring it! You guys wrap the snow in wool coins and bake it by the fire! "

"Heat up the wine, and give two drinks to the brothers whose lips are frozen purple!"

How to resist the cold? How to resist the cold? Company commander Jiang has a set of methods, which are quite effective. Several burning knives and wine are stuffy in his stomach. When he covers his face and hands with a towel baked to the hot and steaming air, he can almost make people breathe slowly.

"Come on, stick the radish slices to the place with long frostbite, stick them to the place without burning power, then bake them on the fire, and then stick them again and again." Zhuge, a member of the Canglang army, took the white radish slices which had been roasted to be hot to his brother in the south, who had frostbite on his hands. He said enthusiastically, "the local recipe, condensing five thousand years of life experience of the Chinese people, will definitely work!"

The brothers from the South What a match! It's so cold that I can carry it! Look, this toe is so cold that it's cracked and bleeding. It can still endure. It's a man!

This is a man-made underground cave in huluzui position. When the wolf troops are training in the Gobi, they will rest here at night. They will light up the fire. The cave is warm and can eliminate the fatigue of the day.

But this fire doesn't want to be born. If it wasn't for taking care of the brother who just came from the south, there was no fire to keep warm.

Each person burns knife wine, each bowl of boiled snow water, you lean on me, I lean on you, dozens of people crowded on the only two heaps of fire body warmth back.

Ye Jian is much better than the members of the stormtroopers. She has experienced similar cold and has a certain resistance. Without drinking, she drank two bowls of hot snow water in a row, and then saw commander Jiang coming towards her.

The summer abyss that daubed frostbite cream to frostbitten comrades over there saw this, and the line of sight was a little tight.

"I'm tired tonight. How about carrying on?" Company commander Jiang looked at the young women soldiers with delicate skin like peaches, and his doubts grew more and more.

The sun in Northern Xinjiang is big enough, and the women soldiers with water spirit will be sunburnt on their cheeks less than half a year after they arrive here. But the women soldiers know that they are not the women soldiers in Northern Xinjiang. In this case, how can she know the unique gun posture of their Canglang troops?

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