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Chapter 1781

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The third rank sergeant driving had fifteen years of driving experience, which was enough to make people feel at ease.

Not only was the Tibetan route bumpy, but there were also dangerous and sharp curves. Even a third rank soldier with fifteen years of driving experience on the Tibetan route drove extremely slowly.

Inside the car, the squad leader opened a map and pointed at the most dangerous part of the route to Mazadaban. Because he was worried, his voice was tense as he said: "This place is a natural stronghold. It's also the longest and most dangerous part of the route to Mazadaban. It's also the most prone to avalanches. We previously advised the leader to give up on the decision to go to the outpost."

Unfortunately, they didn't manage to persuade him. Instead, they learned that this place was quite dangerous. The leader originally planned to rest for two nights before leaving, but when he saw that the weather was clear, he decided to leave early the next morning.

It looked like there was something urgent that needed to be taken care of and they couldn't afford to waste even a minute.

The leaders of the rescue command made a decision. As soldiers, they couldn't forcefully stop them, so they could only send a veteran to accompany them and take care of them along the way.

Who knew that the weather would be so good, but they didn't arrive on time. Now that they encountered a snowstorm, anyone with a bit of experience would know that something big was going on.

When the J5 heard this, his face became a bit distorted. He couldn't understand why they chose this time to visit the soldiers at the outpost. This wasn't a visit, it was clearly causing trouble.

It could be seen that the squad leader also thought the same. When he saw the subtle expression of the major, he couldn't help but sigh: "Maybe there's something urgent that needs to be done, so there's no other choice but to go."

If there really was something urgent, there's no way … they would bring a group of delicate art and literature soldiers.

The squad leader knew that his words had no effect, but he still had to say a few words.

The J5 gave him face and said "maybe there really is something urgent". He looked at the squad leader and both of them silently looked away. … Everyone had the same thought, so there was no need to say anything else.

The Tibetan route was sealed off by heavy snow, so at the end of November, the border station wouldn't let any vehicles pass. As a result, the only vehicle on the white Tibetan route was Ye Chien's group of eight slowly driving up the Serpentine Road.

The class leader, who was exposed to UV rays all year round, was the same as all the soldiers stationed at the border. Her hands and face were tanned to a dark purple color. Due to the lack of oxygen all year round, cracks appeared on her originally plump fingernails, her fingernails were sunken, and even her joints were swollen. However, the 27 year old class leader looked a decade older than her actual age.

After his discussion with J5, he finally had some time to look at the soldiers in the same truck. He was sitting in the innermost part of the truck, so he had to lean forward slightly to see Ye Chien sitting in the middle. Looking at the only female soldier accompanying them, he couldn't help but feel nervous.

There were quite a number of female soldiers in the lost arts troupe. This brave female soldier … would she need to be taken care of when the time came?

Female soldiers were definitely rare to the male soldiers at the military depot and the outpost. Other than the female soldiers at Camp Thirty Li, even the military doctors stationed here were all male military doctors. If the male military doctors were too busy to handle the drips, the comrades had to remove the needles and change the drips themselves. There were no nurses to help them.

Ye Chien, who was cleaning up the medical supplies in the military depot, sensed something and looked up to see a face with cracked lips and purplish-black skin.

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