The wind blowing in the Gobi Desert is different from the wind blowing in the mountains, plains and grasslands. When it comes, it feels like there is an invisible barrier in front of you. If you walk with a rush, it seems that you will hit the barrier and bounce back hard.

Even such a strong and powerful wind did not blow away the heavy snow. The wind blew overwhelmed with large scattered snowflakes, which had a certain impact on the entire march.

The major general in the command center listened to the "whimpering" sound like a ghost crying and howling. He stood up and walked out of the tent with his eyebrows tightly locked his eyebrows.

There were two sentries standing guard outside the tent. When they saw the major general coming out, they immediately saluted. The military boots slammed, and a crystal clear ice fell off the heels.

After several hours of standing guard, they even had white velvet snowflakes covered with their eyelashes, not to mention the snow on their bodies, almost as deep as a small finger on their left and right shoulders.

The Army Major General glanced at the two sentries, nodded slightly, raised his hand to pat the snow on their shoulders, and walked a few steps away without saying a word after the slap.

"Old Dong." He walked to the naval commander who came out three or five minutes earlier than him. The two stood side by side and fell to the distance. "He has already taken action. See if he can take down the hills within two hours."

Navy Shi Jin was holding an infrared telescope in his hand. He could see clearly in the distance before the heavy snow had been scraped. It was not very useful to have infrared at this moment.

He looked at the Army Major General standing with him, then looked at the weather, and said with some concern: "The climate is not ordinary, I am a little worried about them."

The Storm Commando has never been to the Gobi since its establishment. Now it is windy and snowy, and they are all members of the Southern Army. I am afraid they are not used to it.

The Army Major General can understand his mood, but this step must be taken. "Our special forces team is aiming toward "three amphibious". After nearly five years of hard work, it has basically been achieved. Old Dong, the Storm Amphibious Frogman Commando has been established for more than a year. The difficulties to overcome are not just one or two. There are more and more difficult peaks ahead waiting for you to conquer."

"It is normal to worry, no one wants any accidents. However, Lao Dong, we all have to be mentally prepared. There will be a certain casualty rate when arranging such training."

This is a vaccination for the navy commander. Since the establishment of the Snowland Brigade, there have been accidents of casualties during training. Even if this is a special force with sharp swords, casualties also exist.

The Storm Commando still lacks experience. If there is an accident, it will be within the normal injury and death rate.

The naval commander's voice was so low that it was a little hoarse, "These are things that must be passed and must go. As a soldier, they have no choice."

It is his own soldiers, both of them are strong and strong, and they all have a common belief and a common goal. They can live in this common belief and die for this belief.

Just like this, a group of soldiers, a group of soldiers who stand up to the top and have a real husband, he doesn't want any of them to appear in any accident. Because, for them, if an accident occurs, it is definitely not a small accident, but an accident that concerns life and death.

The navy commander raised his hand and patted the snow on his shoulder. In the snow wind, he heard a sigh that was very light and shallow, mixed into the sound of the wind.
Chapter completed!