The level-three sergeant driving had 15 years of driving experience, which was reassuring enough.
Not only was the Tibetan Line bumpy, but there were also dangerous 360-degree sharp turns from ti to ti. Even a level-three soldier with 15 years of driving experience in the Tibetan Line was driving very slowly.
In the vehicle, the squad leader of the military depot spread out the map and pointed at the most dangerous spot on the route to Mazar Daban. Because of his worry, his voice was a little tense as he said, "It's the longest and most dangerous part of the road to Mazar Daban. It's also the place where an avalanche is most likely to happen.
We've previously advised the leader of the team to give up on the decision to go to the outpost."
Unfortunately, he didn't manage to persuade them despite the danger of this place. The leader, who initially planned to rest for two nights before leaving, saw that the weather was clear and decided to set off early the next morning.
From the looks of it, there seed to be sothing urgent that needed to be dealt with and could not be delayed for even a minute.
A decision was made back then. As soldiers, they could not forcefully stop them. They could only send another veteran to join the cultural troop to take care of them.
Unexpectedly, the weather turned so bad and they did not arrive on ti. Now that there was a snowstorm, anyone who had so experience would know that it was a big deal.
J5's facial features were distorted when he heard that. He could not understand why they chose such a ti to visit the soldiers in the outpost! This was not a greeting but a problem!
It could be seen that the squad leader was thinking the sa thing. When he saw the expression on the major's face, he sighed and said, "There might be sothing urgent that needed to be done, hence they had no choice but to go."
If there was really an urgent matter, how could they have brought along a group of delicate artistic soldiers!
The squad leader knew that his words were useless, but he still had to say them.
J5 agreed. "It might have been because of sothing urgent." He exchanged glances with the squad leader and looked away. Everyone had the sa thought.
No other vehicles would be allowed to enter the snow-covered Tibetan Line at the border station at the end of November. Hence, on the white Tibetan line, only the military truck carrying Ye Jian and her group of eight slowly drove up the snaky road.
The squad leader, who was exposed to ultraviolet sunlight all year round, was the sa as all the soldiers stationed at the border. His hands and face had been tanned to a purplish-black color. Due to the lack of oxygen all year round, cracks had appeared on his fingernails. His thumbnail was caved in, and even his joints were swollen.
The squad leader, who was 27 years old, looked more than ten years older than his actual age.
After he finished discussing with J5, he had so ti to look at the soldiers who were in the sa vehicle as him. He was sitting in the innermost part of the truck and needed to lean slightly to see Ye Jian who was sitting in the middle. He looked at the only female soldier accompanying them and couldn't help but feel nervous.
There were many female soldiers in the cultural troop that had lost contact with them. They… wouldn't need to take care of this bold female soldier too, right?
Female soldiers were definitely a rare sight for the male soldiers at the military depots and outposts. Other than the female soldiers in the 30 Mile Camp, the military doctors stationed here were all-male military doctors. If the male military doctor had no ti to handle IV drips, the comrades would have to remove the needles and change the solution themselves. There was no nurse to help.
He stared at her for a long ti. Ye Jian, who was cleaning the dical supplies gotten from the military depot, sensed sothing. She raised her head, only to see a face that was tanned and had cracked lips.
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