Ye Jian hadn’t thought the first mission she’ll get after returning to the highlands was a search and rescue mission; not many soldiers were stationed in the supply station; if they had many soldiers, then their help wasn’t needed at all.
The Ground Aviation’s Regimental Commander didn’t make them involve themselves in the search and rescue mission. Instead, he had only ordered the Black-20 aircrew, as well as the pilot, to cooperate with the supply station as they searched for the missing Art soldiers en route.
J5 found out the manpower and equipment of each supply station and knit his brows together after making some calculations, adding that he was very clear that the Ground Aviation soldiers’ main focus was patrolling the skies; he immediately started discussing with Li Jinnian to see if they should join in in this search and rescue operation.
If they didn’t know, then they’ll have let it pass, but since they know about this, they cannot do something like sit around and do nothing…
When the squad leader of the supply station was informed that six of the Ground Forces soldiers could join in on the search and rescue mission, he was so delighted that light shone through his eyes. Still, after he was told that a female soldier was joining in, there was an obvious hesitation written on his face.
He wanted to keep Ye Jian here, but J5 didn’t give him the opportunity to speak up and went straight to the point.
When the Squad Leader of the supply station saw the situation, he glanced at the female soldier seated in the co-drivers seat and wasn’t reassured. He gave an implicit reminder: “There’s a local saying that “Kudi is dangerous, Mazar is lengthy, Kirgiz induces sorrow’, and we’re going to Mazar Pass, the entire highway was extremely dangerous, it isn’t too suitable for a female soldier to sit in the co-drivers seat.”
Honestly, he wanted Ye Jian to be left behind, while J5 pretended not to understand and told Longhawk: “The Squad Leader is right, we’ll have you swap with her, and you sit in the co-driver’s seat.” At a time like this, he must bring Blue Bird, Ye Jian with them, what good training for courage, how could they leave her behind!
Ye Jian was currently staring at the supply station as they were packing some medicine for altitude sickness, so she took a big pack of the medicine, got off the car, and swapped seats with Longhawk.
“The supply station Squad Leader was worried about you, and wanted you to stay behind, J5 pretended not to understand, so that the supply station Squad Leader would feel embarrassed to bring it up again.” Longhawk quietly reminded before getting in the vehicle, “Don’t talk with the Squad Leader for now, let J5 handle things. This is a good chance to train courage, you mustn’t be left behind.”
After spending the thirty days of training together, Longhawk, Sparrow, and the other members of the Elite Platoon who had never met Ye Jian before were now getting along with each other merrily and had completely treated Ye Jian as their own comrade.
With his reminder, Ye Jian started acting like an invisible person after getting on the car.
Meanwhile, the supply station’s Squad Leader was currently talking with J5 in a deep tone: “We highly suspect that the Art Troupe only lost contact with us because of an avalanche, their last known location was at a dangerous slope around forty-seven klicks away, which was fifty-eight klicks away from arriving at the next camp, Xaidulla camp.
“Xaidulla Camp had already sent out soldiers to scour along the highway, and hope to find the missing Art Troupe ASAP, we’re also sending out some men for the search, and hope to find all the missing personnel as soon as possible.”
The Leader of the Aid Command Center had departed Kudi Supply Station this morning; the vehicle they had used was a military truck, which was also the military truck ‘Sanshili Barracks’ used to send supplies to each camp.
The military truck Ye Jian and co. Boarded were also the sole truck of the supply station. The soldiers at the supply station had treated it as a national treasure; the driver was also a Staff Sergeant with fifteen years of driving through this Xinjiang-Tibet highway, going back and forth each supply station.
Snow piled up deep on the roads, although the military truck with iron-teeth installed was driving very slowly, but it was still much better than walking.
The Ground Aviation soldiers had noticed the Ground Forces’ soldiers who had reinforced them without another word weren’t the average soldier, and so stopped asking things like ‘were you afraid,’ and only told them that the person driving was a Staff Sergeant who had been in the military for seventeen years, and had fifteen years of driving through the Xinjiang-Tibet highway.
