Rebirth of the Red Makeup in the Military Camp

After getting off the plane, I was greeted by a cold wind and snow everywhere.

Then they took a car from Sala, the capital of Tibetan Province, to Shigatse, and then took a bus to Nyalam County.

It took more than three days to reach Nyalam County, where they rented a yard from a local Tibetan family.

Originally I wanted to find a hotel or something, but Nyalam was too backward and there was almost no hotel doing business here at this time.

The family they settled with were staunch supporters of the Communist Party and the leaders of the area. They had connections with local officials, so they felt comfortable renting a house here.

Nyalam County is very close to the Raya Mountains. Across the Raya Mountains is the border, and criminals from other countries often sneak across from here.

Zhao Ji and his team put Su Mu here to train her not only to develop her ability to resist freezing, but also to let her get in touch with war early.

The Raya Mountains are bitterly cold, and only a small number of people choose to sneak across here. It is relatively safe compared to other places.

After Sumu and his friends settled down and expressed their gratitude to the host family, they held a small meeting in the house.

"Uncle Zhao, are we going to training tomorrow?" Su Mu asked.

"No, take a rest for three days. Go collect some supplies tomorrow and go again the day after tomorrow."

"What about Grandpa Quan?" Su Mu looked at Grandpa Quan worriedly. After all, he was so old and couldn't keep working so hard.

"Don't worry about me, we have already communicated with the host family. I will stay here for the winter vacation and wait for you to come back!" Grandpa Quan waved his hand and said.

Su Mu didn't say anything else, but just reminded Grandpa Quan to take good care of himself.

Although Mr. Quan looked a little indifferent, he was already very happy in his heart. After all, when people get older, they always want more people to care about them.

Then they went back to their rooms and went to sleep.

Early the next morning.

Sumu got up early. When she got up, the sky in Tibet was still completely dark.

Su Mu got up without disturbing anyone, but climbed out from the courtyard wall and ran around in circles according to the route he had memorized yesterday.

After running, she found that it was already six o'clock and there was still no sign of dawn, so she walked around the entire county in the dark.

After the tour, Sumu found that Nyalam County was not big and the buildings were very simple, so she went back not long after.

When she returned, she found that Zhao Ji and Old Man Quan were both awake, but there was no movement from the people living around them.

Zhao Ji explained that it was because of the time difference here, which caused people in Tibet to wake up around 10 o'clock in the morning, and that was when the day finally dawned.

However, Sumu and the others were not idle either. They made some breakfast for themselves.

At about ten o'clock, the owner of the house they rented came over again and spoke a long string of words in Tibetan.

Su Mu didn't understand either, so he could only listen to Zhao Ji's retelling. Anyway, the general meaning was to invite them to have breakfast. Zhao Ji thanked them for their kindness and then politely declined.

They invited Zhao Ji again and again, but Zhao Ji did not agree, so they went back home on their own, but before leaving they told them to come to them if they needed anything.

Su Mu asked Zhao Ji why he disagreed, and Zhao Ji just said that something would happen later, but he didn't say what it was.

After it was bright, Zhao Ji told her that whenever Sumu went to a place, he had to learn the local dialect. He was not required to be able to write, but he had to be able to listen and speak.

We also assigned an extra homework, which required us to learn a foreign language every year, and we could decide what to learn on our own.

So during the three days of rest, she had to learn to understand the local Tibetan language, and then Zhao Ji took Sumu out to collect supplies.

After collecting supplies, Zhao Ji went back, but Sumu stayed. This was her own idea, because if she wanted to understand the general meaning of Tibetan in a short period of time, she could only listen more and practice more.

Sumu found a restaurant, sat down, ordered some local specialties, and listened to the conversations of the diners.

When Su Mu was halfway through his meal, three or four more people came into the restaurant. At first, Su Mu didn't pay attention to them, but later when he saw them ordering food, he found that several of them had thick calluses on their index fingers and palms.

These are not the calluses that appear on the hands of ordinary people. Instead, they seem more like those caused by holding a gun for many years.

She looked carefully but didn't find anything unusual, so she wondered if she was overthinking it.

She dawdled while waiting for those people to finish their meal, thinking of following them later.

Unexpectedly, after finishing their meal, these people went straight to the station and left. Su Mu thought, it shouldn’t be that serious…

Three days passed in a flash. Sumu was really busy these days. He talked to people from the county every day. At the beginning, he couldn't understand a single word, but now he can understand most of it.

On the fourth day in Nyalam County, Sumu and Zhao Ji each carried their own luggage and set out on the snow-capped mountain journey.

The two of them first followed the local herdsmen in a car to the outskirts of the Raya Mountains. When they got there, the car could no longer move, so they borrowed two yaks from the herdsmen and carried them up for a distance.

As they got further back, the yaks could no longer walk, so they could only let the yaks return on their own. The Tibetans' yaks knew the way home.

"Uncle Zhao, where is our final destination today?" Su Mu said, holding a sniper rifle.

In fact, after saying goodbye to the herdsmen, they took out their guns just in case.

"I remember there is a sentry post about three kilometers ahead. We will stay there tonight."

"Will he let us in like this?" Su Mu looked at the two men's guns and said puzzledly.

Two people carrying guns, they would definitely be suspected to be criminals... Su Mu slandered in his heart.

As soon as Zhao Ji saw Su Mu's expression, he knew what she was thinking. He patted Su Mu with a smile and said, "What are you thinking about? I have a certificate!"

Su Mu was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and admitted his mistake: "Oh, I was wrong, Uncle Zhao, I just forgot about it."

The snow was getting heavier and heavier. Sumu truly witnessed what heavy snowfall was like. The days in Tibet were always short. They had been walking for most of the day and it would soon be dark.

Zhao Ji looked up at the sky and said solemnly: "We need to speed up!"

Three kilometers would be a piece of cake for a normal Sumu, and it would take less than 20 minutes to run there, but this was on the snowy mountains.

The road ahead was completely covered by the university, and there was a vast expanse of white all around. Sumu almost couldn't tell the direction. In the end, it was all up to Zhao Ji to identify the direction.

They walked with great difficulty. The snow was above their knees. They didn't know if they could reach the sentry post before dark.