Special Years

After a while, Lian Yue trotted all the way back to the camp from the back hillside.

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"Deputy Commander, what happened?"

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In the demining force, all the cadres have a very sensitive sense of smell.

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You must know that during the Chinese New Year, the demining task has come to an end temporarily. There are arrangements and plans for next year. During the recent period, the demining team will not clear mines.

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Xu Hanyuan came to the door in person today, fearing that something unusual would happen.

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"I found an abandoned cannonball. The situation is quite special. You bring some experienced backbones here."

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After Xu Hanyuan finished speaking, he pointed to his car, squeezed, and took my car.

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"Luo Xing, come here." Lian Yuegang opened his mouth and suddenly waved his hand again to stop Luo Xing who came up: "No, you are getting married, don't go! Change someone."

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After speaking, he raised his head and shouted into the barracks, "Yang Daxi, bring two squad leaders here!"

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Yang Daxi ran out of the room and asked dumbly, "What's the matter?"

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Seeing Xu Hanyuan, he subconsciously covered his crotch.

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Because she was only wearing shorts.

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"Yang Daxi, where are your soldiers? Bring two squad leaders and come with me."

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Yang Daxi pointed to the clothes drying room: "They are drying eggs. I'll call them."

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After speaking, he ran upstairs.

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Lian Yue smiled and said to Xu Hanyuan, "Some time ago, I suffered a lot in Nakui Village. Many people got skin diseases. The doctor said that it is good to apply medicine and sunbathe."

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Xu Hanyuan didn't mean to blame either, he said, "I understand, it's been hard work, but it's urgent, let them hurry up and put on bomb disposal tools."

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"Row."

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Lian Yue answered yes, turned his head and shouted at the drying room, "Yang Daxi, hurry up!"

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"Come on!"

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After a while, Yang Daxi brought two squad leaders down, put on protective clothing and other tools and jumped into the jeep, packed full of people, and drove out of the camp.

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Luo Xing stood there, lost for a while.

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Recently, he has been the key care object of the team. Since the wedding date is approaching, he can try not to arrange it as much as possible.

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Zhuang Yan, Su Huikai and the others stood in the yard for a while, then went back to their barracks to take out their guns, spread out a rain cloth on the corridor, and carefully wiped them apart.

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The weather has been weird recently.

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It rained for a while, the sun came out for a while, and it was cold for a while.

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In the mountainous area here, the weather is always changing, making it difficult to understand.

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Luo Xing had nothing to do, so he came to help them clean their guns.

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The guns of the "Hunter" team are all good things. The demining team is still using the Type 81-1 automatic rifle. Of course, they have a strong curiosity about the Type 95.

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Luo Xing took the gun, looked and looked, and then went to the team site to ask the document to come out with the domestic Ricoh film camera. He took the 95-type automatic rifle and took pictures, saying that he wanted to leave a memory.

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Zhuang Yan said: "Squad leader, if you apply to the Korean team and join our army, forget it. Anyway, with your bomb disposal skills, it's no problem to be an expert."

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Luo Xing looked at the Type 95 automatic rifle in his hand, then picked up the Type 92 pistol and looked at it.

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"When I first became a soldier, I really wanted to be a scout. There is never a shortage of stories of scouts on the border. Did you see the statue that passed by in the last mine clearance? It was the statue of a scout hero here. "

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As he was talking, he suddenly sighed and said, "Forget it, when you become a deminer, you don't think about anything else. Not to mention your special forces, there was a local boss who started a blasting company, who specialized in undertaking some blasting projects. Give it to me. The high salary made me discharged to him, but I signed a non-commissioned officer and stayed."

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He put those guns down, put his hands on his knees, and thought for a while before saying, "Maybe I really like demining and de-bombing. When I go to other places, I always feel bad."

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Several people chatted one after another. After the gun was wiped, it was time for lunch. Lian Yue, Yang Daxi and the two squad leaders had not come back.

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"What's the matter?"

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Luo Xing stuck his head out from the corridor and looked at the road outside the camp for a while.

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nobody.

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"Why haven't you come back?" He felt something was wrong.

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To dismantle a shell is to dismantle the fuse?

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It doesn't take much time.

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There are many kinds of artillery shells left on the border, mortars, rocket launchers, and howitzers. Some penetrated into the ground but did not explode, and some were originally piled aside during the battle, but the battle was fierce. When the shelling turned the ground over, it covered it.

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Anyway, there are legacy for various reasons.

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It is not the first time that the demining team has encountered something like artillery shells.

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Because the cannonball is so powerful, generally no one takes the risk to move it.

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In the past, when encountering landmines and the like, they could be dug out and placed in a specially made sand tray, and then be carried out of the minefield and then destroyed in a centralized manner.

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Mortar shells can also be moved with sand trays.

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But a large-caliber artillery shell like a howitzer generally does not move it. If conditions permit, it will be detonated directly by detonating it on the spot.

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When that thing blows up, the killing radius can reach thousands of square meters, so it's definitely not worth the risk.

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Zhuang Yan put the gun away, came out of the row room, saw Luo Xing in the corridor, stepped forward and asked, "Squad leader, it's dinner, why are you still standing here?"

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Luo Xing just wanted to say that Xu Hanyuan's car appeared at the gate of the camp.

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Parked on the basketball court, the door opened, and only one driver came down.

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What about the rest?

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Luo Xing's heart thumped a few times.

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"Luo Xing, is Vice-Captain Zhang Ziqiang here?"

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"I'm watching the food in the cooking class!" Luo Xing pointed to the direction of the cooking class behind the barracks, and asked loudly, "What happened? What about the others?"

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As the driver ran towards the cooking class, he said, "It's hard to do! It's a 122 grenade. It's in the river and can't be dismantled. Now it's a big trouble!"

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"In the river?" When Luo Xing heard this, he quickly went downstairs and chased the driver to the cooking class.

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When the driver found Zhang Ziqiang, the deputy captain in the cooking class, Zhang Ziqiang was cooking in the cooking class himself.

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The deputy company commander was also in charge of logistics, so Zhang Ziqiang had nothing to do, so as long as he was free, he would go into the cooking class and whip up his sleeves to cook a pot by himself.

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He was just fine~www.novelmt.com~ When the driver was holding him by the stove, he was quite impatient and said, "Didn't you see me frying bacon? Let's talk about it after frying this pot."

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The driver said, "I can't wait. The situation is urgent. Deputy Commander Xu asked you to bring your rope and automatic rifle immediately and go to the Qingshui River."

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"Qingshui River?"

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When Zhang Ziqiang heard that the situation was urgent, he immediately took off his apron.

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After leaving the cooking class, he asked, "Are there grenades in the Qingshui River?"

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The driver said, "Well, it's stuck on the stone in the section of the Yingzui Stream. The downstream is a hydropower station, and it needs to be removed immediately."

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Hearing that it was the Eagle's Mouth Stream, Zhang Ziqiang didn't dare to neglect him. He trotted all the way to the gate of the barracks when he met Luo Xing who came downstairs.

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"Deputy captain, I'll go too."

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"Nonsense, you are getting married, go do your own business." Zhang Ziqiang refused.

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Luo Xing said, "I'm the best fit, you know."

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Zhang Ziqiang thought about it for a while, then gritted his teeth: "Take the rope and go! If you don't go there, you don't need to go up, you have to go up to me."

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