Chapter 368: Chapter 368 Strange People Chapter 368: Chapter 368 Strange People Recently, as the weather gradually improved, there were far fewer skirmishes, and the villagers began to feel bold enough to show their faces, increasing their interactions with the camp personnel. Now and then, some villagers would e near the camp to greet everyone, even offering small gifts, but most of these gestures were refused—without a leader’s order, no one dared accept them.
That would be a matter for disciplinary action.
Bai Xiao had just finished washing gauze and was drying it on a patch of ground where the sunlight was strongest—these gauze pieces needed to be reused.
She had been here for six months now, and the temperature always remained high, with little distinction between the seasons. She had grown accustomed to this way of life.
Their camp was highly secure! Apart from that one time she went up to the high ground because of an injured soldier, it was virtually impossible to get the chance to go there, and An Zhiyuan could not e down either.
Although both of them knew the other was here, they had not been able to see each other even once in the entire six months.
The only munication between them was the occasional letter sent via the supply troops when they delivered rations and supplies, but they did not write often; busy as they were, they frequently forgot all about it.
When the weather was bad, the supply troops sometimes couldn’t make the trip for days on end, making this method of exchanging letters an unreliable form of contact.
Bai Xiao’s location was quite elevated—a large rock protruded like an outstretched palm, and she was on top of it, a vantage point that allowed for foresight and extensive views.
Soon, she saw two rades dressed in their uniform approaching from afar. The terrain of their camp was high, and any villagers or personnel passing by had to climb the steep stone steps that ran past them. Guarded by watchmen, these steps were not easily accessible to outsiders.
Even friendly units found it difficult to pass without proper identification and a special circumstance.
Bai Xiao and her colleagues often saw their rades from friendly units trudging up or down the mountain, burdened with stretchers, ammunition boxes, pressed biscuits, and meals. The road at the base of their hill was a trail leading to various high grounds.
With the rainy season behind them and clear days being more frequent, many border residents and rades from friendly units came and went. This place felt more like an idyllic retreat than the occasional frontline artillery positions.
The two individuals approaching piqued Bai Xiao’s interest.
One was a man in his thirties, clearly dressed in an officer’s uniform, and slung across his body was a weapon encased in a leather holster. The other, dressed in the uniform of a rade, was much younger—barely into his twenties—and carried the standard-issue semi-automatic rifle. Aside from their weapons and shoulder bags, they carried nothing else and appeared to be hurrying.
It was no small feat to trek up and down the mountain, and most rades would take the opportunity to bring up supplies that were hard to transport regularly—it was rare to see someone travel so lightly equipped.
It seemed as though they were in a rush to get somewhere.
Yet, if they were indeed in a hurry, Bai Xiao noticed that despite the rough mountain path, they hardly watched their steps. Most surprisingly, though they did not look down, they never stumbled or tripped at any point.
Their feet moved as if on flat ground, indicating that they were no strangers to navigating such terrain.
But what she found most odd was that as the two men walked, they continually glanced around, their eyes sweeping over the surrounding landscape. Even when they passed by rades, they avoided greeting them, merely nodding in response to salutations.
This was indeed very strange, as if they were deliberately avoiding something.
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