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The next day, Fugui was awakened by the loud wake up call and the roaring wind.

The poplar trees in the courtyard shook their huge bodies helplessly in the raging wind, making sounds of branches breaking from time to time, especially the thin wires, which swayed in the strong wind, making sharp "whimpering" sounds.

Fugui was struggling with heavy steps in the strong wind. The wind was too strong, and his body couldn't help but sway in the cold wind. He was sure that if he was not careful, he could be blown down by the strong wind. The sand and gravel rolled up by the strong wind covered the sky and the sun and ravaged the empty Gobi. The stones as big as fists rolled helplessly on the ground. The fine sand and dust were like smoke and fog, and the air was filled with a strong smell of sand.

After finally running back, Fugui threw down his heavy backpack and spit out the sand in his mouth. Before he could shake off the dust poured into his collar, he quickly put his cold hands on the radiator when he returned to the dormitory. He looked at the white frost formed by the mist on his collar and cursed the ghost weather.

He looked at the poplar trees silently, and the swaying became even more crazier. After a while, with a loud bang, a thick poplar tree was finally broken by the strong wind and smashed heavily on the smooth concrete floor. The splashed cement pieces and the thick trunk were swept by the strong wind and slowly rolled into the distance.

He turned around and looked at the empty bed of Dawn, and was worried about him. Although he had to undergo a wild survival training every month, he had only encountered such bad weather once, and several comrades pressed the aid device that time. In such weather, no food or water could be found in the wild. Moreover, the coldness of more than 20 degrees below zero would be frozen even by wild beasts. He could not imagine how Dawn would spend these two days. If he could not return to the team on time, he would face a more cruel punishment.

Unless... unless Dawn is injured in the wild and cannot save himself, or is subjected to unimaginable attacks, he can call for help by pressing the caller - but that result is even more that Fugui doesn't want to see.

It was not until afternoon that the wind gradually stopped, and the poplar trees hung listlessly with their broken branches, and the flying dust fell silently in the air. The sun was left with only a gray highlight, like a fluorescent plate, hanging from the sky far away.

The sky was cold, and Fugui kept rubbing his hands and stomping his feet, trying to make the blood flow faster on his stiff body. If this continues, he suspected that his blood would solidify in his body. However, he still felt cold all over, as if he was not wearing clothes.

The sagging shooting trained by their team is to climb along a rope to the fifth floor, then hang from the fifth floor, and quickly and accurately hit ten moving targets on the ground when sagging.

Fugui slid along the rope to the third floor, and three targets appeared on the ground at the same time. He fixed himself, raised his gun and shot several times in succession. The targets slowly fell to the ground as his gunshots.

When he easily knocked down ten targets and had not unbuttoned the protective rope, warm applause suddenly sounded from the viewing platform.

Fugui raised his head, and at some point, the lookout platform was full of people. Niu Jun walked over with a smile on his face, held Fugui's hand, and looked at him with approval: "Young man, yes, you didn't waste a bullet, it's good."

When Fugui saluted, the captain and political commissar introduced to Commander Niu: "This is Fugui, the best sniper in our brigade. Whether it is the speed of the gun formation or the accuracy of the shooting, it is the best in the entire brigade."

Commander Niu touched Fugui's cracked hands and asked, "Is this cold? Does it hurt?"

Fugui straightened his chest: "Report, it doesn't hurt."

"Who believes it, how can it not hurt?" Commander Niu looked at his comrades who were still training and said, "Okay, you are proud of having such excellent soldiers. Such a harsh environment and training in the severe cold. The training intensity of soldiers is so strong, you must give them the best guarantee in life. We cannot change the climate, but we can change the conditions. Remember, your team of soldiers are treasures in my eyes."

The captain nodded: "Yes. The soldiers are very distressed, but only in such an environment can they challenge their survival limits, adapt to such an environment, and take the initiative in future wars, win every battle, and minimize their casualties."

Commander Niu smiled and nodded and said, "It's what you often say, we should train them from dogs to wolves here! This sentence is very good, and I also believe that they are just a pack of wolves, a pack of wolves galloping in the northwest desert, and an invincible wolf pack!"

He looked at the soldiers in training with satisfaction, and suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, where is that young man? Why didn't he participate in the training? It was the one I signed for him that I had signed him with multiple disciplinary reports."

The captain and the political commissar looked at each other and said, "Report, he just made a mistake and went to the wild to survive and train."

Commander Niu looked at the gray sky, with a hint of worry on his face and said, "In such weather, can you survive in the wild? Can you bear it?"

The captain said proudly: "Absolutely no problem, because he is Dawn, I believe him."
Chapter completed!