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Before midnight, the tiger pulled out its teeth

author:The People's Liberation Army News and Communication Center integrates the media

The edge of the stone bridge, which is no more than ten meters away from the sentry, and there is a swamp below, which is an excellent hiding point. "Sirius 8" Chang Jiaxing quietly sneaked into the swamp, took out the night vision goggles, adjusted the angle, and prepared to observe the situation of the position.

Seeing that the task of "approaching and reconnaissance" of the "enemy" command post was about to be completed, who expected that a fierce wind would suddenly blow up, and the rubble on the bridge would fall, hitting his helmet and "snapping." "Who's there?" The sentry noticed something strange and came over.

One step, two steps... The footsteps gradually became heavier, and Chang Jiaxing, who had been sleepless for almost two days and two nights, had long been tired to the extreme, both physically and mentally. Seeing that all his efforts were about to be in vain, the persistence of the past 30 hours flashed in his mind.

The night before, he and his teammates woke up from the sound of gunfire and immediately embarked on a 40-kilometer weight-bearing march; late last night, in order to resist the drowsiness, the coach repeatedly threw pepper water at him, stimulated his body with an electric shock stick, and the team members slapped each other on the neck... Another night of life.

The fatigue continued until tonight, and Chang Jiaxing, who could receive the "close reconnaissance" task, still could not sleep. After traveling more than ten kilometers and sneaking into the rear of the "enemy," he was convinced that the "enemy" command post should be nearby.

However, reconnaissance under the eyes of the sentry is tantamount to pulling teeth out of a tiger's mouth.

"I saw you, come out!" The sentry threatened. Immediately, a crisp pull ring sounded, and a tear gas flew over and landed less than half a meter away from Chang Jiaxing, and the gas gas instantly enveloped the entire swamp. In less than 5 seconds, he began to cry and snot, his throat was hot, but he still didn't move; 1 minute later, the skin that touched the gas was very itchy, but he didn't dare to scratch it. His back was cold with nervousness, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. Seeing that the gas showed no signs of disappearing, he plunged headlong into the sewage to reduce the inhalation of the gas.

"Special forces must have a bloody guts that will be put to death and born later." I don't know how long later, the gas gas has dissipated with the wind, and Chang Jiaxing is still stuck in the mire.

"Is it an illusion?" The sentry noticed that there was nothing unusual, turned off the flashlight, and walked back to the sentry.

Chang Jiaxing breathed a sigh of relief, but his brain was dizzy due to the effects of gas gas, and his sleepiness suddenly intensified. In his grogginess, he kept reminding himself that the task was not yet completed and that he must not fall asleep! At the same time as making up his mind, another difficult problem lay in front of him: although there were several large tents, the specific location of the command post could not be determined. You can only continue to monitor!

Night, surprisingly quiet.

I don't know how long it has been lurking, but just when Chang Jiaxing felt that the upper eyelid was about to close to the lower eyelid, he suddenly found that a number of "enemy" officers appeared in a small inconspicuous tent in the distance, and it turned out to be there! Chang Jiaxing came to the spirit and immediately reported the coordinate information.

Two hours later, the news came out that the "enemy" command post had been shut down.

In the middle of the night, Chang Jiaxing looked up at the full moon in the sky, suddenly felt warm, and survived another night. At this moment, 72 hours before the end of Devil's Week, the fighting continues...

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Persevere in the face of difficult situations

■ Chang Jiaxing

On the battlefield, drowsiness is the enemy. You never know when the war will start. The "Devil's Week" sleeps less than 3 hours a day in order to stay awake at all times, fight fatigue to the end, and have a better chance of winning than the enemy by insisting for a while.

Before midnight, the tiger pulled out its teeth

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