Caught

Author: There is a detective

Caught

Walking in the wind and snow, Lu Nan squatted on the ground and started digging a hole before walking a few hundred meters.

If you don't dig a hole and hide, you're done for.

Fortunately, the snow was relatively thick. Lu Nan dug a small hole and got in. He wrapped the used parachute in his parachute bag around his body to keep out the cold, leaving a small hole exposed to avoid suffocation. Lu Nan didn't dare to sleep.

I have to posthumously award myself the 'Steel Fang'.

Lu Nan didn't dare to accept this award. There were only a few people in the Langya Brigade who received this award, and all of them were dead or disabled. Lu Nan also wanted to find a good job after retiring from the army, and then live a comfortable life. Take a look at the aircraft carrier

Launched, J20 made its first flight.

Within two hours of drilling the hole, there was a rumbling sound in my ears.

Lu Nan rushed out of the hole. The cold wind howled in the darkness. A convoy appeared not far away. The light of the vehicles shone in the darkness. Several large vehicles were maneuvering along the highway.

Taking out the map and compass, Lu Nan began to calculate the coordinates, turned on the radio and put on the headphones.

Putting the radio on his back, Lu Nan stood up and looked at it.

At first glance, it turned out to be a big vehicle, a tracked self-propelled artillery, and a Type 85 152mm self-propelled howitzer. This was intended to take advantage of the snowstorm to support the front line, but the Red Army headquarters went too far.

Lu Nan thought for a while and realized that this thing only had a heating device, otherwise it wouldn't even be able to start a fire in the cold season and would be stranded on the road.

Carrying the radio on his back, Lu Nan called directly: "Wolf's Lair, Wolf's Lair, I am Coyote, please answer when you receive it."

"Coyote, please tell me."

"The target red side self-propelled artillery battalion, bearing 1208,7201, is traveling along the G872-P23-1 highway."

"receive."

Lu Nan took the intercom and said: "Wolf's Den."

"Please tell me."

"It's too cold in the north. Do you have heating there?"

Suddenly the dog-headed old man's furious voice sounded in the earphones: "Nuanling Niang! I don't know the rules. If you violate the rules again, little bastard, I will ask you to dig grass in the vegetable garden!"

"Yes! Squadron Leader!"

Turning off the radio, Lu Nan was so frightened that he was sweating all over his body. Go away, go away, don't put yourself in the bombing zone when the plane bombs later. He reached out and touched the radio. This thing is really stable. It's more than ten degrees below zero, and there's a snowstorm.

Can be used under any climatic conditions.

Returning to the snow cave he had just dug, Lu Nan started counting sheep while holding the radio in his arms.

If they can't run anymore, the red team's search personnel will come to find them. The self-propelled artillery battalion has been destroyed, and the red team will definitely conduct a large-scale search in this area. Otherwise, once there are personnel, the information will be obtained, and tactical bombing will be carried out.

After taking off the ice flakes on his mask, Lu Nan picked up the assault rifle and used the muzzle of the gun to poke a hole above his head for ventilation, then hid his head in the parachute.

Lu Nan, who was hiding in the snowdrift, couldn't help but slowly closed his eyes due to the cold.

I don't know how much time had passed, but the snowstorm had stopped. Lu Nan got out of the snow cave, and the warm sun shone on the white snow, reflecting a dazzling glare.

There are helicopters circling and searching in the sky in the distance. They have not forgotten themselves.

Lu Nan wanted to use his hands to get up, but found that his body was extremely uncoordinated, like a puppet on a clockwork. He took off his goggles, hot air came out of his mouth and nose, and grabbed a handful of snow to rub his face.

, wanted to be more awake, but found that his face could not feel the cold.

The remaining rational thoughts told Lu Nan that his body was now in a state of hypothermia. If he did not receive timely treatment, he might fall into coma and faint, and finally fall into the snow.

Taking out the orange signal smoke grenade in his backpack, Lu Nan knew that it would be difficult for him to persist, but the task was not completed yet.

With slow and trembling hands, it took Lu Nan a minute to tear open the chocolate packaging bag, put the chocolate into his mouth, lick it with his tongue, and feel the energy it brought. The energy brought by a piece of chocolate is far from enough for the body to recover.

Motivation, lying outside the snow cave, Lu Nan looked at the blue sky and felt lost.

The body has reached its limit, and the decision is between life and death.

The helicopter in the distant sky disappeared on the horizon. Lu Nan took a breath and tried hard to unzip his clothes, but he couldn't do it.

Seemingly finding an interesting pastime, Lu Nan was now focused on fighting with the zipper of his clothes, and it took him a long time to take out the kettle from it. After shaking the kettle, he found that the water inside had not frozen yet, so he once again spent his energy and time fighting with the kettle cap.

Just taking a sip of water took Lu Nan several minutes.

"Damn~~~"

Lu Nan dropped the kettle on the ground, grabbed the zipper with uncoordinated fingers and pulled it up.

Carrying the radio on his back, Lu Nan slowly crawled on the snow. There was a highway a few hundred meters away, but there was not a single car on the road. He was crawling on the snow like a zombie in a daze. Lu Nan slapped his cheeks frantically,

Drowsiness is driven from my mind.

Walking onto the road, Lu Nan was completely spread out.

Where is the damn missile brigade, and why do you have to suffer this?

Maybe he was the first special operations team member to freeze to death on the snowfield. This was just an exercise, what was the point?

Lu Nan reached out and slapped himself, and Lu Nan smiled sadly.

It means a lot because we have to defend this land. Only when that day comes can we understand how significant it is. If the Red Army cannot win this battle, it can win every subsequent war.

Lu Nan hugged the radio and murmured: "I have seen platoon leaders who have turned themselves into useless people and even need help from others for personal hygiene; I have also seen squad leaders who have to run even if their legs are broken, and forcefully march with their eyes closed; I have met

Soldiers who swear to live and die with the chariot and make themselves disabled for life, they are really stupid...

I am obviously not stupid, but I become stupid when I meet these people. They are really stupid, and so am I~~~"

Putting on the communication headset, Lu Nan kept the phone on, sitting alone on the road at the mountain pass.

The sound of helicopter propellers sounded in the sky, and Lu Nan slowly raised his head to look.

Log trucks appear on the road on the horizon.

Lu Nan took off his goggles and wanted to see the channel torque on the radio carefully, but his fingers wearing cold-proof gloves couldn't find the torque. He lowered his head and bit the glove with his teeth, and Lu Nan turned his head hard and pulled off the glove.

Lu Nan fumbled with his purple fingers and found the channel torque. Lu Nan twisted slightly very carefully, but could not remember the channel number in his mind. He slapped his face and couldn't help but shed tears.

He bit the tip of his tongue with his teeth and tasted the sweetness. The pain allowed him to regain some consciousness. The communication channel appeared in his mind. Lu Nan smiled stupidly and turned his purple-green fingers on the torque to find the communication channel.

"This is the wolf's den. Coyote, please answer. This is the wolf's den. Repeat! Repeat. This is the wolf's den."

Hearing the old man's voice, Lu Nan had a smile on his face: "Coyote received it, the target is a red square-wheeled road transport vehicle, bearing 1208, 7201, traveling along the G872-P23-1 highway."

"receive!"

Holding the radio in his arms, Lu Nan sat cross-legged on the road.

Perhaps hearing the weakness of Lu Nan's voice, the dog-headed old man couldn't help but said: "Little brat, I'm calling you all night, what the hell are you going to do all night? If you don't die, tell me. It's over!"

"It's almost~~~It's almost..."

"Coyote! Coyote! Lu Nan, don't you fucking sleep, pull out the smoke bomb first, answer me, answer me!"

Using his last strength, Lu Nan pulled up the smoke grenade placed beside him.

The orange-red smoke blooms, like a flower blooming in the white world...
Chapter completed!