Chapter 2

The outpost, about three or four hundred meters away from the dormitory, is brightly lit. On this deserted plateau, it is more dazzling and eye-catching than the fireflies on summer nights.

The recruit Cheng Chong, who was described by Ma Xiaodong as a stubborn minister, is standing vigilantly in the post.

However, for others to say that he is stubborn, that he is stubborn and that he is pretty, he never admits it. He often blushes and retorts roughly: that's persistence, do you understand? Persistence.

He has a handsome face, a strong figure, a symmetrical body, deep eyes like the sea, and steel eyes.

The post is built on a high slope with a wide view, without any shelter around. The side wall of the post is inlaid with large pieces of glass for the observation of the sentry.

At this time, the north wind was blowing strongly and sounded faintly on the glass of the post. Although the glass around the post can block the wind and sand, it can't keep warm.

Every time Cheng Chong stands for a while, he has to stamp his feet and rub his hands. He moves in a small range to warm his body so as not to freeze his whole body. Fortunately, the sentry at night is more casual. Unlike in the daytime, he doesn't move. He stands straight and compares his strength with the sculpture.

On the deserted plateau, all you can see is the boundless night and the faint light of white snow. Between heaven and earth, only Cheng Chong stood quietly in the lonely outpost, the loneliness away from all living beings, the loneliness as if abandoned by the world, surrounded him, pestered him, and almost suffocated him.

It was midnight, and gradually sleepy, Cheng Chong felt a flower in front of him. In the dark in the distance, I didn't know when a series of blue-green dot lights appeared. Like a ghost in the middle of the night, like a ghost in the middle of the night, it's cold and terrible. People can't help shivering and thrilled at the first sight.

At the beginning, Cheng Chong thought he was dazed. He quickly rubbed his tired eyes. He was stunned and reacted immediately.

too bad! It's a wolf——

Wolves, wolves, or fucking wolves.

Cheng Chong is sure that his guess is correct. At this time and at this place, the group of animals will definitely not be dogs, even though they look very much like dogs.

Cheng Chong couldn't help shivering and shook his head, forcing himself to wake up completely. Subconsciously, he quickly reversed the Bayi rifle with his shoulder on his back, held it tightly in front of his chest, changed his shoulder gun to hold a gun, and was ready to shoot at any time.

Cheng Chong was born in the south. Although he was also born in the countryside, he has often heard of wolves, but he has never seen the true face of wolves with his own eyes. In his mind, wolves are probably similar to dogs, but of course, they are much more ferocious and evil than dogs.

There are very few living creatures on the plateau, which is almost a forbidden area of life. The appearance of such a group of wolves in vain is really rare in a hundred years. Wolves on the plateau are no more ferocious than those in other places. Plateau wolves are commonly known as snow wolves. Their bad living environment forces them to be more ferocious and ferocious than wolves in other places.

Being alone in the wild, meeting wolves is a terrible thing, meeting hungry wolves is even more a terrible thing, and meeting a group of hungry wolves is terrible.

Cheng Chong, who completely recovered, looked nervous, his heart beat like a drum, and his body could not help trembling slightly. He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. In the past two months since he came to the plateau post, the veterans also told him about wolves, but Cheng Chong didn't believe it for a long time. He thought the veterans deliberately used wolves to frighten himself.

But at random, when the mountains are closed by heavy snow, the food on the plateau is extremely scarce, especially in the long winter. These plateau wolves must be very hungry. The hungry plateau wolves are extremely fierce, let alone human beings. I'm afraid they will attack without hesitation if they encounter tigers and lions.

What should I do? What should I do? Between the lightning and flint, Cheng Chong kept asking himself. His eyes scanned nervously, and he suddenly found the walkie talkie next to the post registration book.

It's up to you, walkie talkie brother. Cheng Chong hurriedly grabbed the walkie talkie in his hand, and even had an impulse to kiss the walkie talkie. However, when he pressed the launch button and hurriedly reported to the monitor, the walkie talkie brother lost his temper. Cheng Chong reported two or three times in a row, but he didn't hear any reply.

What's going on? Cheng Chong looked carefully at the black guy who could transmit radio in his hand.

Shit! I'm so dizzy. I'm covered. The walkie talkie hasn't been turned on yet. Cheng Chong scolded himself and turned off the walkie talkie. Then I heard a series of busy sounds.

Cheng Chong remembered that the walkie talkie had been broken for several days.

In peacetime, there were few abnormalities on the outpost. The four words "everything is normal" were uniformly registered in the outpost register from beginning to end. Therefore, the walkie talkie is broken, and no one cares. It's all right. On the contrary, the walkie talkie is always busy, which annoys people. Therefore, it is simply turned off, which may be regarded as radio silence.

Cheng Chong was in a hurry. He wanted to grab the walkie talkie and threw it out: it's really a critical moment to drop the chain. It's always creaking and ringing. Because usually boring sentinels often hold walkie talkies to chat with their comrades in arms. They often make people upset.

Seeing the wolves approaching, Cheng Chong became more and more worried. He couldn't stay in the post all the time and wait to die! The fragile glass around the post can't resist the continuous attacks of the hungry wolves.

no way out! Then you have to shoot. But in any case, you can't shoot inside the post! At that time, the wolf didn't hit it, but it hit a good post full of holes.

At the thought of this, Cheng Chong took several breaths of cool air and paused. Finally, he calmed down a lot. Then he skillfully opened the safety of Bayi rifle, pulled the gun and loaded the pusher. But then he realized that there were only five bullets in his magazine, and the first three were empty.

These three rounds of empty ammunition serve as a warning to the enemy when the sentry encounters the enemy. But now I'm afraid it won't do much to warn these hungry animals.

Fucking empty bomb! I'll go to it, uncle!

Cheng Chong scolded and looked around. He found that the wolves were more than ten meters away from him. The number was not very clear, but there were at least seven or eight. He summoned up his courage, gently opened the bolt and ventured to open the gate of the post.

There was lightning and thunder outside, and the north wind was like a knife. Although Cheng Chong put down the ear protectors on both sides of his cotton hat to protect his face and ears, his exposed skin was still hurt by the sand, stone and snow particles blown by the high wind.

In such weather, wolves attack collectively. They really pick the time!

Cheng rushed out of the door, relying on the post on his back, held the gun to lock the target, and then aimed quickly.

But the wolves didn't seem to be afraid of him. They still looked indifferent as if nothing had happened. They just stepped back a few steps when Cheng rushed out of the door.

What are they doing? What are they doing? Dogs are not like this. Cheng Chong has seen dogs attacking people. As soon as he comes up, he attacks directly. He even grabs and bites. He has no rules at all. What's the matter with the wolves! Are you afraid? Now that you're afraid, why don't you run away?

Cheng Chong doesn't know. This is the difference between wolves and dogs. It's also the main reason why wolves eat meat and dogs eat shit.

Although Cheng Chong aimed at a snow-white wolf in front of him, he didn't pull the trigger immediately. He knew that the lethality of empty bombs was only within four or five meters. If the distance was too far, empty bombs could only be used as artillery. It was OK to listen to the sound.

He doesn't want to waste any bullet, even an empty fucking bullet.

Cheng Chong aimed at the White Wolf and didn't move. The White Wolf seemed to turn a blind eye to his aim. He turned around two or three times. Suddenly, he squatted on the snow as if nothing had happened and stared at Cheng Chong coldly.