Chapter 1 17 Degrees North 1. Glorious Mission
17 degrees north latitude is a geographical concept. This is a tropical jungle, and this story begins in a training camp at 17 degrees north latitude.
1. Glorious Mission
The mountains, the green mountains that stretch all the way to the horizon, are covered with lush trees, various vines and weeds. Except for the winding mountain road that appears from time to time, all you can see is the green that makes you feel helpless and panic.
A roar of cars came from afar. It was five jeeps lined up in a row, moving slowly along the winding and steep mountain road. These vehicles had been driving day and night for five days and nights, from the military camp to the depths of the mountains. Even in broad daylight, the entire convoy was covered with camouflage nets. Not only could the outside world not see the people inside, but even the people inside could not see anything outside. Finally, the convoy entered a secret camp in a tropical jungle.
Qin Mingyang and his team had a total of twelve members in this camp. The barracks were bamboo buildings that were popular in the jungle. The moon and the miasma in the mountains intertwined, rendering the entire camp quite mysterious. A bonfire was burning in the center of the camp. On the bonfire was a whole sheep, roasted by the fire, and oil dripped down little by little, mixed with the light smoke, emitting bursts of fragrance.
Qin Mingyang picked up a bowl of wine and drank it in one gulp. Most of the others did not move because they were not invited by him. They just looked at him. Of course, there were those who did not believe in evil, such as Dazui. He just picked up the wine and opened his mouth to pour it into his mouth.
Qin Mingyang's hand quickly pressed down on his bowl and he shook his head gently: "Everyone must have heard the story of 'releasing military power over a cup of wine'. Tonight we are 'releasing heroes over a cup of wine'!"
Everyone stared at Qin Mingyang, wondering what this leader, who usually looked smiling but acted mysteriously, was going to do.
Qin Mingyang's eyes, which flashed with a compelling light as soon as they opened, swept across everyone's faces one by one, and his voice sounded deep: "Anyone who drinks this wine means that you have volunteered to become a member of the mission we are about to carry out. No military merit will be recorded for this mission. Everyone must forget your identity before the mission is completed, that is, forget that you are a hero, and forget everything you have now. Perhaps each of us will sacrifice in obscurity." Qin Mingyang stood up, "What I want to tell you is: First, this is a glorious mission, a national mission; second, participation is voluntary, and everyone can choose to withdraw now. The car will send you back to your original unit immediately, and no responsibility will be pursued! Now I will give everyone half an hour to think about it. Within half an hour, everyone can leave!" After that, Qin Mingyang closed his eyes, like an old monk in meditation.
Yin Yang Wuchang looks like bamboo on the mountain, and his personality is even more extreme. When he encounters something he likes, such as fighting or war, he is so calm that you are scared; when he encounters something he doesn't like, he jumps three feet high like a lit firecracker. At this moment, he jumped up and said, "Chief, as long as we fight for the country, even if you want my head right away, I will take it off immediately. You are insulting me!"
Qin Mingyang ignored him and kept his eyes closed. He was so angry that Yin Yang Wuchang punched him and smashed his fist into the ground.
The water snake sneered: "If I had known you were going to punch me, I should have driven a nail into the ground, and you wouldn't be so reckless next time." After saying that, his eyes, which were shining in the light of the campfire, turned around, and he stood up and walked out.
Everyone just stared at him, then hummed together and stopped looking at him. There was only the sound of water, and soon he came back humming a tune, Zhuge Liang's "Empty City Plan", which he sang very rhythmically. But this annoyed the egg-biter who was resting with his eyes closed. He said softly: "Brother, if you want to leave, go ahead. I don't blame you. I don't know what you mean by singing again. Do you think we don't exist?"
In a war, Egg Biter led the sharp knife platoon to chase an enemy battalion that ambushed them. They chased for seven days and seven nights, chasing the battalion from the snow-capped mountains to the grasslands and then to the jungles, and wiped them out completely. After returning, he led the whole team for a day and a night, and was nicknamed the "Heroic Pursuit Platoon." At this moment, he stared at the water snake without blinking.
The water snake laughed again: "You won't allow me to pee?" Suddenly he gritted his teeth, his eyes blazing with fire, "If anyone thinks I'm a coward, I'll bite him like a traitor!"
The egg-biter suddenly laughed: "So you were going to pee!"
The water snake nodded: "Next time I pee, I will ask for leave from you!"
Everyone burst into laughter, even Qin Mingyang laughed.
The sharpshooter was aiming with his gun, which he never left behind. He did not change his posture even though he was laughing. But when he heard Qin Mingyang laughing, he put the gun down and said, "Commander, you are making us very tired. You know, I shot and killed twenty-nine enemy soldiers that day and felt very refreshed. Now I am exhausted."
Before Qin Mingyang could say anything, the warrior had already stripped off his clothes, revealing his muscular chest: "Do you want us to cut open his chest and take out his heart?"
Qin Mingyang stared at him, laughed, and pointed at the warrior: "Well, I will see how fiercely your heart beats on the battlefield! How red your heart is!"
He stood up and said, "From now on, your names will be handed over to the country to keep for you. We can only get them back when we return to our motherland. Only your numbers will always exist. Now let's drink the wine in front of us and report them!"
Qin Mingyang threw the bowl he had been holding in his hand to the ground.
The wine in the bowls was drunk one by one, the numbers were called out one by one, and the bowls were smashed one by one!
"Machine gun!"
"Mortar!"
"Old monk!"
"clairvoyance!"
"Gong Yangzi!"
Qin Mingyang grabbed the knife first: "I'll tell you my nickname: Tiger! Carnivore! From now on, the twenty of us will be a close-knit group, sharing life and death together." After saying that, he cut off a piece of mutton and stuffed it into his mouth.
Everyone shouted and started to cut the roasted mutton. They ate until they were sweating and shouting with delight. The old monk patted his swollen belly and said, "Okay, we are full! Tiger, now you can tell us where to go to fight!"
Everyone's eyes were immediately fixed on Qin Mingyang.
"Support Country Y in fighting the invasion of Country M." As soon as Qin Mingyang finished speaking, everyone's eyes widened.
"Hit the fucking dog! I finally caught up with you!" Mortar finally shouted, raised his fists, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed three times, "Dad, I can avenge you! I can avenge you!"
Qin Mingyang stared at him, stared at him closely, and said in a hurried voice: "Your father is my comrade-in-arms, and is Hao Meizi's comrade-in-arms!"
Mortar raised his head and stared at him. Qin Mingyang looked at the bright moon in the sky and said, "Sister Hao, if you are still alive, just watch out. Brother is going to avenge you!"
"The next few days will be a test for you. Let's all work hard!" Finally, the tiger said this seriously and left.
