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The sky was always gloomy and dry. The air around seemed to have solidified, and there was no movement in the huge Gobi Desert.

The only sound around him was the sound of his watch 'beating'. He looked at it and it was only 1:00. He changed his position and lay down, feeling a little itchy on his big toe. He gently stepped on it with his other foot. Not only did he not feel the pain, but it became even more itchy.

Maybe he had frozen to frostbite, he thought secretly.

He looked at the foot of the mountain. Although it was clear and melted a lot of snow two days ago, the snow in those low-lying places was still very thick. On the dark Gobi Desert, it was particularly dazzling. Only the narrow road winded under the empty and quiet night.

Today it was about ten degrees below zero because he felt a biting cold, as if he was not wearing clothes and was lying naked here. He bit his trembling teeth, curled up tightly, and rubbed his hands from time to time.

What he is eager to look forward to now is to hear the sound of motors from afar in peace, to end the task early, or to see the warm sun rising from the Gobi Desert, but he looked at his watch countless times, and the thin pointers were as if they were against him, slowly turning the circle slowly, making a faint "click" sound.

After a long time, he saw two black figures climbing up not far away. He suddenly became energetic, picked up his gun and asked, "Who?"

"I." As I spoke, Li Ming and Zhang Chengliang had already walked up tremblingly, rubbing their hands constantly.

"Why are you here? Where are Jinhui and the others?" Fugui simply stood up and jumped, feeling his feet hurt a little.

Li Ming curled up and kept trembling: "This ghost weather is so fucking cold, I'm almost frozen to death. By the way, Fugui, why do I feel a little wrong?"

Fugui sat down, took off his combat boots, covered his cold feet with his hands, and looked up at him: "Why is it wrong?"

Liming sneezes several times and said, "Look, the snow on this road has not completely melted. I have been guarding all night, let alone the car, there is not even a ghost. Also, if we are asked to carry out the mission, not only do we not tell us the license plate number and the appearance of the car, but also don't even mention their basic characteristics. We can't stop the car just by seeing it, right? Also, when we set off, the squadron leader looked very anxious, but when we came out, we didn't check our equipment. This is a bit unreasonable, right?"

Fugui thought about it quietly, and felt that his analysis made sense. He looked at Liming: "What do you mean..."

Liming slapped the white frost on his chest: "This is a training. I just talked to Liangzi, and there are too many doubts."

"What should we do?" Fugui felt a little wronged.

"What can I do? Let's continue to ambush. Whether it is training or real execution of tasks, we have to accept it." Zhang Chengliang said helplessly.

A gust of cold wind came, and Liming shivered and said, "You are here to wait for me, I'll go see the silly boys of Patrioticism." After that, he left hurriedly.

After he left, Zhang Chengliang lay down next to Fugui: "Get closer to get warm."

After staying with Zhang Chengliang for more than an hour, Fugui felt much warmer. He looked at his watch and it was already past two o'clock.

"Maybe it's training." He looked at Zhang Chengliang and said with a smile: "It seems you guessed it well."
Chapter completed!