Chapter 1737
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The wind that blew in the Gobi was different from the wind that blew in the mountains, plains, and grasslands. When it blew, it felt like there was an invisible barrier in front of them. If they walked with momentum, it seemed like they would hit the barrier and bounce back violently.
Even such a strong wind did not blow away the heavy snow. The wind carried large snowflakes that covered the sky and earth, affecting the entire march to a certain extent.
The major general in the command center heard the howling of the wind outside. He could not sit still anymore. He stood up and walked out of the tent with a frown.
There were two sentries standing guard outside the tent. When they saw the major general come out, they immediately saluted. Their military boots hit the ground, and a piece of crystal-clear ice fell from their heels.
After a few hours of standing guard, even their eyelashes were covered with a layer of white fluffy snowflakes. Needless to say, their bodies were covered with snow that was almost as deep as a pinky finger on their left and right shoulders.
The major general glanced at the two sentries, nodded slightly, and raised his hand to pat off the snow on their shoulders. After patting them, he walked a few steps away without saying a word.
"Old Dong." He walked to the side of the navy commander who came out three to five minutes earlier than him. The two stood side by side and looked into the distance together. "It's already started. Let's see if we can take down the small hill in two hours."
The navy commander was still holding an infrared telescope in his hand. Before the heavy snow, he could still see clearly into the distance. Now, the infrared telescope was not of much use.
He turned his head to look at the major general standing with him, then looked at the weather. He said with some worry, "The weather is unusually bad. I'm a little worried about them."
The Storm Commandos had never been to the Gobi for training since they were formed. Now that the wind and snow were heavy, all the members of the southern soldiers might not be used to it.
The major general could understand his feelings, but this was a step that had to be taken. "Our special forces team's goal is to be" three amphibious ". After nearly five years of hard work, we have basically achieved it. Old Dong, the Storm Amphibious Frogman Commandos have only been established for a little more than a year. The difficulties that you have to overcome are not just one or two. There are more difficult peaks ahead for you to conquer. "
"It's normal to be worried. No one wants any accidents to happen. However, Old Dong, we have to be mentally prepared. There will be a certain casualty rate when arranging such training."
This was to give the Navy Commander a heads-up. Since the establishment of the Snowfield Brigade, there had been accidents during training. Even if this was a special force, there were still casualties.
The Storm Commandos were still inexperienced. If an accident were to happen … it would be within the normal casualty rate.
The Navy Commander's voice was low and hoarse. "These are things that they have to go through. As soldiers, they have no choice."
They were his soldiers. Every one of them was an unyielding man with a common belief and a common goal. They could live and die for this common belief.
Such a group of soldiers, a group of indomitable soldiers, he did not want any accidents to happen to any of them. This was because, to them, once an accident occurred, it would definitely not be a small accident. It would be an accident that concerned life and death.
The Marine Commander raised his hand and patted the snow on his shoulder. In the snowy wind, there was a very light and shallow sigh mixed with the wind.
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