I stood up and stood at attention, and answered him in the accent of the class monitor, "If you don't win, why is it me again? It's the turn of Lamucuo's Gawazi to say it again, everyone is equal to the principle of socialism."

The second squad leader said: "Comrade Xiao Hu, why are you talking too much? I told you not to learn from me. I am the squad leader. I asked you to say it, just say it, don't talk about absolute egalitarianism or not?"

I looked at several comrades around me, and they were all sitting seriously waiting for me to speak. Gawa stuck out his tongue at me when the squad leader was not thinking. These materials were too unrighteous. Now I can only find a way for myself: "Report to the squad leader, what are we discussing today? You haven't said it yet. If you don't say it, how can we speak?"

At this time, the instructor came over. The instructor Li Jian was in his thirties and a medium figure. He was a very gentle person. He was a veteran of more than ten years. He treated the officers and soldiers very well and had no airs. He came over and said to everyone, "Where are you in a meeting? I'll listen too."

The second squad leader quickly saluted the instructor, and the instructor waved his hand and said, "You should continue, don't affect your discussion because I don't affect your discussion."

The second squad leader had a very low level. He seemed very nervous when he saw the instructor beside him and didn't know what to say. He might think that singing was simple, so he said to the soldiers: "Comrades, let's sing a revolutionary song together to inspire fighting spirit, but whether it's better or not?"

The soldiers replied in unison: "Swelling". The instructor almost burst out when he heard it, and quickly pretended to cough twice to cover it up.

The second squad leader didn't hear anything ridiculous. He raised his hands with a serious look on his face and made musical conductor: "Comrades, I'll start first, Erlang Mountain, I'm ready to sing."

"Erlang Mountain, even if you are so high, the People's Liberation Army's iron-clad man is determined to make a breakthrough, not be afraid of the wind blowing, not be afraid of the snow falling, and build the road to Tibet." The snow in the sky is getting heavier and heavier, and the chorus of more than a dozen soldiers echoed in the white snow flying all over the Kunlun Mountains. I don't know whether it was the vast snow on the mountains that set off the majesty of the military songs, or the singing of the soldiers embellished the desolate loneliness of the Kunlun Mountains. For a moment, even several engineers in another tent were attracted by the song, forgot the plateau reaction, and looked at the endless peaks in the distance in the song.

Finally, the instructor said a few words to everyone: "It is the first time I have been to Kunlun Mountain like you all. The conditions here are indeed very difficult and the environment is very harsh. We are facing the most severe test. But my comrade, we are not an ordinary army. Our company's title is "Strike Hero Company". This honor was exchanged for the predecessors of the Sixth Company with their lives and blood. We cannot give this flag anyway. Now Chairman Mao of the Party Central Committee has handed us this glorious task, which is a huge trust in our Sixth Company. We must carry forward the revolutionary soldiers' style of not fearing hardship and not fearing death to complete this task successfully. Comrades, are you determined?"

We answered together: "Yes"

The instructor nodded with satisfaction and continued, "Stay early today. Our team will pass the big glacier tomorrow. Everyone should prepare in advance. OK, disband."

On the morning of the third day after entering the mountain, the team arrived at the large glacier. Legend has it that there is an extremely low-lying small basin nearby. The destination of our trip is that basin. Since it is a confidential task, we cannot find a local guide to lead the way (in fact, no one knows the way). We can only find a destination in the contour lines like grass by making rough military maps.

The large glacier is composed of three parts, with a huge drop, a steep slope, the highest point is more than 6,000 meters above sea level, and the snow does not melt for thousands of years. The longest section is seen, all of which are ice as slippery as a mirror. The thickness of the ice layer reaches hundreds of meters, and the bottom is lower than the average altitude of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. It sinks deeply into the earth like a crack. The warmth here forms a rare green plant belt. At the lowest point, the altitude sickness has also been reduced. If you want to continue walking deep into the Kunlun Mountains, you must pass through the valley under the large glacier.

Before departure, the engineer warned everyone that marching under the glacier should not make any loud noises, otherwise it would cause an avalanche on the top of the mountain and would be buried alive.

Everyone didn't even dare to take a breath, but there was an accident on the way. During the process of falling from the glacier to the valley, an engineer from Beijing fell down and fell down the glacier. We found his body that had fallen to pieces in the oasis below the glacier. The female geological surveyor Luo Ning and he were colleagues in the same unit. Seeing this tragic situation, they couldn't help but want to cry loudly.

A geological expert named Wang quickly covered her mouth with his hands and whispered: "Don't cry out loud."

Luo Ning buried his head deeply in Wang Gong's arms and sobbed in pain. The instructor took the lead and took off his hat and said goodbye to his companion's body in silence. Then Gawa and I packed his body together and buried it in a bag. The engineer was with us for less than three days, and I only knew that he was from Beijing, and I didn't even have time to know his name, so I died silently.

The big man used an engineer shovel to lightly dig the soil on the ground. After a few moments, a large blue fireball flew out of the pit he dug, which was the size of a basketball. He circled twice in the air and rushed into the crowd. The members of the team hurriedly dodged.

The fireball fell to the ground, and the blue flame gradually faded. It turned out to be a strange little ladybug, with its whole body like red transparent crystals, and its wings were even more crystal clear. You can vaguely see the translucent internal organs inside through its transparent carapace. There seemed to be a faint flame flowing in it, which looked mysterious and weird.

Everyone looked at each other and wanted to ask what kind of bug it was? But no one could give the answer. It was probably a species that had not been discovered yet. Wang Gong leaned over curiously, pushed the deep myopic glasses mounted on the bridge of his nose, and excitedly pinched the ladybug like a red flame with his two fingers, and looked carefully. However, at this moment, the place where his fingers and the ladybug were in contact was ignited by a blue flame, and in an instant, the magnificent flames swallowed his whole body.

Wang Gong's whole body was swallowed by blue flames, and his skin instantly became full of big bubbles, and then it was burned to pieces. The myopia mirror on the bridge of his nose was deformed and fell to the ground. He also fell to the ground in pain and twisted and struggled.

It was too late for us to save him. His screams of being burned by the fire demons resounded throughout the valley, making everyone shudder, and it seemed that they would not die for a while.

Some people want to use a shovel to shovel soil to extinguish the flames on his body, but the burn area of ​​his body has reached 100%, which is a deep burn. Even if the fire on his body is temporarily put out, in the depths of Kunlun Mountain, which is short of medical treatment and medicine, I am afraid that it will not last for an hour or two. Wouldn't that let him suffer?

This kind of scene of a living person being burned by fire was too cruel. Luo Ning didn't dare to look at it anymore. She turned her head over. Her expression froze. She covered her ears and opened her mouth. She didn't know if she wanted to cry or shout. The youngest Kobayashi was also frightened and hid behind the big man, shaking her whole body into a ball.

The second squad leader took out his pistol and wanted to help him end the pain. He really couldn't bear to see him suffer so much, and if he could let him continue to shout, it would cause an avalanche.

The instructor held down the second squad leader's hand that was pulling the bolt and whispered to him: "Can't shoot, use a bayonet, let me do it."

There are tens of thousands of tons of snow hanging above the large glacier on the top of the mountain, and any sound can cause disastrous consequences. The only thing we can help Wang Gong now is to put a bayonet on his heart and make him die happily.

It was urgent that the instructor took the bayonet with a bayonet from a soldier and said softly that he was sorry. He closed his eyes and inserted the military spear into Wang Gong's heart. Wang Gong finally stopped his heart-wrenching howl and fell to the ground and stopped moving, while the flames on his body continued to burn.

The instructor was about to pull the bayonet out of his heart when the strange blue flame suddenly lit up and actually came up from the rifle's body along the bayonet.

The flames were so fast that they were not even in the blink of an eye. Before people could see clearly what was going on, the instructor's whole body was swallowed by the blue flames.

The instructor was like Gong Wang, struggling and screaming in pain. Everyone knew the instructor too well. He was definitely a tough guy. Although he looked weak, his patience and perseverance were as good as the best professional soldier standards. I wonder how tragic it would be to be burned by that kind of strange fire that would make him make such a cry.

The second squad leader raised his pistol with tears in his eyes. Now he couldn't care whether it would cause an avalanche. He really couldn't bear to watch the instructor suffer any more. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, the instructor, who was covered in fire, suddenly said, "I order... None of you are allowed to shoot... Take your comrades out of here..."

Although the instructor's pain was unbearable, his mind was still awake. He realized that his scream might cause an avalanche. In order to stop making any sound, he turned the red-hot bayonet and inserted it into his heart. After a long time, his body was burned into a pile of thin ashes.

The remaining members of the team watched the heroic and tragic scene in pain. Everyone clenched their fists tightly and gritted their teeth, trying to hold back the tears that were spinning in their eyes. Some of them had their lips bitten through.

There was no sound in the valley. The blue sky above my head reflected on the ice of the large glacier, which made people feel an illusion that there seemed to be two identical skys in this world. It was hard to tell which one was above and which one was below. The magnificent scenery like a fairyland was full of strange and terrifying atmosphere.

There were two piles of ashes on the ground. Just a few minutes ago, they were alive, but now they have become small piles of ashes, burning to the point where there is no bone residue left. If anyone hadn't witnessed all this, who would have believed that such a thing would happen in the world?

Suddenly, a blue fireball flew out of the ashes left after Wang Gong was burned. It hovered in the air facing everyone, as if it was choosing the next target. Its speed was extremely fast, and no one could escape within its attack range. A slight vibration sound came from the air, which should be the sound of this strange ladybug shaking its wings and flying.

Now the team has lost three people, all of which are the main members. As the instructor of the team leader, two engineers have all died. The remaining two engineers, one is the surveyor Luo Ning, and the other is Liu Gong from the Shanghai Geological Survey Institute. It seems that this task cannot be completed.

The instructor was gone, which made the soldiers less enthusiastic, but almost everyone had the same idea when facing this strange blue fireball: "I would rather be buried alive by an avalanche than by this ghost."

Several unsustainable soldiers had raised their guns and aimed at the ladybug in the air. The second squad leader suddenly snatched a step and said to everyone: "Comrades, the instructor died, now I am the captain! I ordered you all to go back alive and win or not?"

I understood what the second squad leader wanted to do. He wanted to sacrifice himself to get some precious time for others to evacuate. I grabbed his arm and choked and said, "If you don't win, you are not a party member, why should you go? You want to go."
Chapter completed!