Gu Hongdie once watched the Renaissance Army's quarterly exercises at the training base in Tiebi District. The huge hole blasted by a high-yield hydrogen bomb was enough to accommodate an entire brigade for regular training at the same time. Thousands of soldiers, tanks and various types of cutting-edge weapons passed by her eyes. She still could not accurately describe the shocking and inexplicable feeling. In the audience seat filled with dignitaries and officials, there were only a few young people. The face, she felt quite straightforwardly, was just a jasmine flower gradually dyed black stuck in the gray-brown soil.
But an exercise is an exercise after all, and no matter how realistic it is, it cannot truly simulate reality. Now, for the first time, she saw an entire army marching, including two infantry battalions, a chasseur company, a cavalry company and a combat engineer company, as well as logistics support units and transition training teams. Thousands of troops marched along the dirt roads that were exposed to dry ash.
Gu Hongdie sat in the sweltering truck compartment. Considering the supplies and necessary confidentiality, the team could not remove the hood and use a more ventilated open-top compartment, nor could they get out of the truck without permission and move alone.
The life in the military camp for half a year was far less intense. Gu Hongdie was still unable to ignore the pain. She asked for a fan and kept fanning her tongue while sticking out her tongue. Her colleagues were either old gods. Resting on the ground with your eyes closed, or simply ignoring the sweltering environment, continuing to study archives or operating a computer. No matter what it is, you are dealing with antiques that are thousands of years old, trying to find out something from a few words. Answer.
Gu Hongdie does not expect sudden enlightenment. She believes in the importance of inspiration, but she also believes that a rigorous argumentation result is obtained through various researches, so she is more inclined to deal with long and large files. According to folklore, she is really not too sensitive. After all, her direction is political and military history, not the micro-culture that is now almost extinct.
Gu Hongdie gently lifted the car curtain, and she felt the shepherd's hand on her shoulder at that time. However, after a few months of getting along with her, she knew that if the shepherd really wanted to stop him, he would do it directly, and she would not give up to a person like this. A relatively gentle reminder. So she followed this gap and observed everything outside the car.
It is still the afternoon of the day of departure. Gu Hongdie's watch shows that the surface temperature has reached 34 degrees, which is not very high. However, due to the temperate continental climate in the Northeast, there is especially a lack of moisture in midsummer, even in the afternoon. It's also easy to get dusty soon after a rain.
The heavily armed infantrymen carried firearms and ammunition, personal drinking water, bedding and bedding, etc. on their backs. It seems that this group of tough infantrymen has been keeping a slow and determined pace, but after three or four hours of continuous march, every step is a test of willpower. This heavy gun will become a burden with nowhere to place it, the backpack straps will tighten deeply into the shoulders, and the debris and gravel entered by the boots will be difficult to remove because the long military boots are not easy to take off. As we walked further north, the radiation like a gangrene began to rise, and half-face breathing masks were put on everyone's mouth. The infantrymen had to endure the flying dust and the pain of being unable to breathe normally.
The distribution team was provided with a modified Dongfeng truck. There was a long table for power supply in the back of the truck. There was an electric fan on it. The reason why it was not turned on was not because I didn't want to use electricity, but because I simply couldn't mess with the documents. @*~~It is impossible for the team's truck to squeeze twenty people into it like other military supplies trucks, and make them all smell the farts. Needless to say, people are lying on the supply boxes and have to be grabbed by their feet to get out. They simply seat eight people in one car, with cushioned seats that can be reclined.
The conditions were far from good, but at least Gu Hongdie could sit in the one-meter-high carriage and lower her head to look at the soldiers beside the tires. She can always see the childlike faces. Many female soldiers, who are only one meter tall, have to bend down to walk. Their burden is not much lighter than that of male soldiers. The backpacks tied to their bodies make it difficult for them to straighten their backs.
The female soldier in front of her seemed to be a combat engineer. The backpack was as wide as a person and as long as a person's hips, forcing her to walk forward. She wore a vest in front of her body, hanging a magazine bag and many other things that she didn't know for a while. How about accessories? The Type 75 rifle was hung around her neck. Then the female soldier held the rifle with both hands and moved forward in a way that could be called unruly.
They should all come from the underground city. Gu Hongdie has not stayed in the Military Commission compound since she was born. She will go to the market in Zhinv District on the next Saturday and Sunday. She has seen countless people who are no different from her. girl. So she was curious,.
How did these girls who grew up in the city and went to serve on the deserted surface become so tenacious in just a few months?
Gu Hongdie saw that the female soldier was followed by a male soldier who also said nothing. The same dark and sweaty face was covered by a military cap. There was not much difference between the short and short hair.
Gu Hongdie recalled that she often heard those uncles and uncles with stars on their shoulders arguing in the compound about whether to increase or decrease the proportion of female soldiers. She had heard many arguments, but in their arguments, there was no difference between men and women. It may be that people are not easy to use, but the army has been greatly wronged and has to absorb "inferior" soldiers to maintain its honor.
The truck can safely drive up to 60 kilometers an hour on the dirt road. The infantrymen can only cover 30 kilometers at most after a hard day's march. The truck drives at a slow speed beside the long queue. Occasionally, the military supplies truck passing by was full of people, and the rickety movement made people worry that it would capsize. The mule and horse train was naturally filled with soldiers who were exhausted due to heatstroke.
She thought of the soldiers in ancient times. Soldiers from good families were as simple as eating and drinking for such a heavy march. They also relied on mules and horses to fight all the way to the north to fight against the Russians.
If he hadn't passed by a group of armored hunters and mechanical exoskeletons just now, Gu Hongdie could have put herself into the modern army two hundred years ago.
The exoskeleton powered by concentrated energy batteries can even provide electromagnetic guns. This team of technologically advanced hunters marches between the cavalry carrying carbines and the arduous infantry. Sometimes you can hear the sound of mules being whipped.
Gu Hongdie suddenly felt ridiculous. This post-apocalyptic army consisted of infantry, cavalry, combat engineers and the most advanced armored hunters. The sabers and electromagnetic guns were only a few meters apart. @*~~
And what about her? She is going to a barren mountain and old forest to excavate monuments from thousands of years ago to prove new discoveries in recent years, use ancient times to subvert modern times, and use myths to subvert the material system she firmly believes in. .
