The mission of the advance team was to find a suitable construction site. There were two engineers, a surveyor and a geological surveyor accompanying him. After abandoning the car, he walked in the mountains for two days. At dusk the next day, everyone set up tents to rest. Scattered snowflakes floated on the lead-clouded sky. It seemed that a heavy snow would fall at night.

The four engineering and technical personnel were all intellectuals wearing glasses, one of them was a woman. They were far from adapting to the harsh environment of the plateau. They were lying in the tent and panting heavily. Listening to the sound made people worry for their little bodies.

The team leader's company instructor and squad leader and sanitation officer were busy pouring water and medicine for them and urging them to eat something. The more they didn't eat, the more they felt lack of oxygen.

The soldiers were strong and experienced the training of armed off-road in the new camp five kilometers a day when they joined the army. They had a strong ability to adapt to the environment. At this time, they had basically adapted to the hypoxia environment and ignited the campfire with special white coal ball fuel. The soldiers gathered together to keep warm and ate half-cooked noodles and compressed biscuits. Because the altitude was too high and the water couldn't boil, the noodles could only be cooked half-cooked.

The few comrades who were familiar with me were big men from Heilongjiang, Northeast China, Tibetan soldiers Gawa, who joined the army in Tibetan areas, and Jilin Communications Soldier Xiaolin, who was only sixteen years old. After eating noodles in three or three, we gasped and rested. We felt that the strength of eating a meal on the plateau was simply over the armed off-road marches on the plains.

Kobayashi took a break and said to me: Brother Hu, you are a military officer in the city. You know a lot. Let me tell us a few stories.

The big man also agreed: Oh my, I said Lao Hu, I don’t want to listen to you chatting, it’s so exciting. Anyway, I have to do something in a class meeting later, and I can’t take a break in advance, so I’ll chat with my comrades first.

Ga Wa's words were not good, but he could understand it and wanted to say something. He opened his mouth for a long time and didn't remember what to say. He simply waved his hand at me. I guess he probably meant that, you can tell me, and I'll listen to it too.

I stuck out my tongue and said: The air is so thin, why are you so energetic? Since comrades want to listen, I will just say a few words first. When the class meeting is held, the squad leader will put on my shoes. You have to help me plead with me.

Why do I say that? Because our squad leader doesn't like me very much. He joined the army from the countryside and spent five years in the army like a young wife before becoming a small squad leader. He particularly dislikes the soldiers like me. As soon as the squad was in the meeting, he asked me to speak, seized the loopholes in my words and criticized me. Almost all of them formed a fixed pattern, which made me angry, so don't mention it.

But what should I say? I have read less than ten books, including four of Mao's selections, one quotation, one dictionary, one red sun, and one young guard. But they have all told them all, and I don't think they can understand the secret techniques of Feng Shui.

I was so fucked and finally remembered a book I borrowed from Tian Xiaomeng when I went to the countryside. It was a handwritten folk legend that was very popular at that time. The content of this handwritten manuscript is mainly about the deeds of the Plum Blossom Party, and it also added many strange stories in society at that time. There was a story about a hundred beautiful women, which left a deep impression on me.

The beginning of this story was born on a train from Beijing to Nanjing. The female college student Zhao Pingping returned to Nanjing to visit relatives. The passenger opposite him was a young and handsome PLA officer. The two started chatting intentionally or unintentionally. Zhao Pingping was fascinated by the demeanor and conversation of the young officer. During the conversation, she also learned that his family environment was good and he had received higher education. Zhao Pingping even began to fantasize about marrying each other. Unconsciously, the train arrived at Nanjing Station. The officer invited Zhao Pingping to a restaurant near the railway station to sit. When he was having a meal, the officer went to make a phone call. After coming back, he took out a letter and entrusted Zhao Pingping to help deliver it to his home in Nanjing. Because he had an emergency task to rush back to the army first, he could not go home first. Zhao Pingping agreed without hesitation, and then the two parted reluctantly.

The next day, Zhao Pingping went to the officer's house to deliver a letter. An old woman was receiving her. The old woman took out the letter and read it. Then enthusiastically invited Zhao Pingping to her home and poured her a cup of tea. Zhao Pingping took a few sips of tea and chatted with the old woman for a few words. Suddenly, she felt that the stars in front of her were circling and she fainted on the ground. A bucket of cold and cold water woke Zhao Pingping up. She found that she was naked and tied to a peeling orange, and the wall was covered with human skin. There were several people standing around, the old woman and several burly men under her. She put the letter

He took Zhao Pingping to see her. There was only one sentence in the letter: I sent the 100th beautiful skin, please check it out. The old woman sneered and said: You are about to die, let you die clearly. We are all lurking spies. We peeled women's human skin to fill explosives. A total of 100 human skins were required. Today, we finally got enough. As she said that, she took out a sword knife and handed it to one of the men, and asked him to peel Zhao Pingping's skin alive. The sword knife was a special knife for skinning. The big man cut Zhao Pingping's head with a knife, amid her screams.

As soon as I was in a state of excitement, I was interrupted by the second squad leader who came over: Don’t say anything, don’t say anything. Hu Bayi, you are making up again. Now our class is holding a class discussion meeting. Don’t you like to say that? This time, let’s let you talk about it first. Book Alliance

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