afterglow

Chapter 8

The first battalion did not receive any orders for the following whole night and NO.17 throughout the day.

That night, the 48-section long military train slowly drove into Chengdu North Railway Station with the whistle of "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo up

Most of the soldiers crowded in the stuffy tank truck had their clothes off, because ventilation fans alone could not alleviate the hot feeling at all.

"Get down and line up!"

"Count the number of people and equipment in each department!"

The bleary-eyed soldiers jumped out of the carriage one by one with their rifles in hand, and then couldn't help taking a deep breath of the outside air.

What a refreshing midsummer night in the land of Bashu, Sichuan is such a good place.

The sound of human voices and the sound of the vehicle starting the engine mixed together, making it extremely noisy at night. Zhou Changfeng, who walked slowly onto the platform, raised his hand and glanced at his watch, it was [-]:[-] in the morning.

"Do you really want to drive overnight?" Xie Wancheng thought that what Zhou Changfeng said in the car before was just a joke.

"Apart from eating and sleeping along the way, I've had enough rest. Hurry up now, and you'll be able to relax a lot later." After finishing speaking, the latter walked towards his own car.

After completing the inventory work, the convoy of dozens of vehicles set off without stopping.

Under the dark, starry night, a long snake-like team drove onto the highway, heading southwest all the way.

In order to arrive at Lingzhi on time and minimize non-combat losses, Zhou Changfeng racked his brains to adjust the marching plan.

Even motorized and mechanized troops cannot march continuously for a long time, and must allow time to rest and repair and maintain the vehicles halfway.

机械化部队通常每行军4~5小时就需要维护8~9小时，也就是说一天一夜24小时大约只有8小时是处在行进状态的；而摩托化部队因为维护较为简单，中途休整时间则会短一些。

Zhou Changfeng remembers that in his original world line, a neighbor’s mechanized troops tried to march continuously for 23 hours, but the cost was quite high—not only the officers and soldiers were physically and mentally exhausted, but also a large number of broken down armored vehicles had to be abandoned , In the end, I ran a little more distance than the normal march at the same time, which is not worth the candle.

More than four hours later, the fiery red sun had just crossed the horizon, and the first battalion had traveled more than 270 miles and arrived at the city of Yazhou.

Yazhou, or Ya'an, is located in the transition zone between the Sichuan Basin and the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. Since ancient times, it has been the only way for the tea-horse trade. It is also known as "the throat of western Sichuan" and "the gateway of Tibet".

Economic development is naturally difficult to balance, and the difference between coastal areas and inland areas is not small. In Zhou Changfeng's eyes, most of the urban areas of Yazhou still retain the appearance of ancient buildings, and people's lifestyles are relatively simple.

Since there were not many civilian vehicles here, the first battalion parked generously along the side of the road to rest, and the entire team stretched for three miles.

"Report, a few cars have found that the tires have leaked, and the water tank has leaked. It's not a big problem."

"Okay, keep the sentry and go to rest."

Zhou Changfeng, who is full of interest in the antique city of Yazhou, decided to take a stroll. In a sense, it can be regarded that most of the original ancient things here.

Take clothes as an example. On the streets of the capital, there are almost no togas and long sleeves. The clothes worn by men and women are all products that have been improved to adapt to the industrial society.

For example, several typical men's clothing are gradually improved on the basis of "short brown" and "bearer". The positioning of the two is roughly equivalent to the work jacket and windbreaker.

Walking on the streets paved with bluestone slabs in the urban area of ​​Yazhou, there are traditional houses with cornices and angles on both sides, as well as porters carrying poles, women carrying bamboo baskets, and children playing.

It's just... the square wooden poles and the hanging wires are a bit awkward.

Due to the geographical location, the eaves of traditional houses in Sichuan are generally very wide, and "big eaves" is one of its characteristics.

At this time, two idle men sneaked into a teahouse on the side of the street, and then came to the backyard with ease.

"Hey hey hey, it's all been found out, this army has just arrived from Chengdu, and it's full of cars as far as the eye can see." One of them said flatteringly.

A plump woman aged 28 or [-] waved a round fan in her hand, and asked casually, "How many cars? Do you know the serial number?"

"I know, I know, I asked the girl selling plums to sell them around, and counted them, about seventy or eighty. The designation is the third mixed brigade of the imperial guards, and the clothes are not the same as other soldiers and horses. .”

The woman nodded her head to express her satisfaction, and then someone handed over a few banknotes, and the two rogues took the money and quickly put it away, and then walked away happily.

After the two of them left, the few people present whispered a few words, and recorded while consulting a compiled booklet.

"It's unmistakable, this is a battalion, it should be used as the leader of a large force."

"Sister Shuling, let's now..."

Suddenly there was the sound of hurried footsteps, and a man dressed as a clerk rushed in, "A car is coming on the street outside, and it is carrying an official!"

Everyone looked at each other and immediately made a decision - this is an excellent opportunity to obtain information.

In the early morning, there were many pedestrians coming and going on the street, and the off-road vehicles drove very slowly, not necessarily faster than walking.

Zhou Changfeng feels that the atmosphere of the market here is very strong, especially the teahouse, where people sit on bamboo chairs with their legs crossed, sipping melon seeds and drinking tea, and some even ask someone to clean their ears, all of them are leisurely.

Come here early in the morning to drink tea and chat nonsense?With such a relaxed and leisurely pace of life, it is no wonder that the land of Bashu is suitable for retirement.

At this moment, the woman called Sister Shuling was standing on the second floor of "Guiyi Pavilion", her eyes fell on the off-road vehicle that was slowly approaching.

Two clerks went up to meet them, and smiled and invited the person in the car to come to the teahouse to rest for a while, but they were rejected bluntly.

Let go of this big fish?

Shuling immediately denied this idea. From the shape of the military uniform, it can be judged that this is a school officer, and this is a battalion-level unit, which means that the chief officer of this unit is right in front of her?
The opportunity cannot be lost, and the loss will never come again, but how to strike up a conversation "reasonably and reasonably"?Just now he directly rejected the invitation of his subordinates.

Seeing that car was passing by, she became cruel, pulled out the hairpin stuck in her bun and threw it over.

There were a few buskers performing flower guns on the street, and Zhou Changfeng was watching with great interest, when he was precisely hit in the ear by a hairpin.

"Protect the battalion commander!"

Xiao Li, who has always been astute, reacted the fastest, and raised his gun while shouting.

The leading sidecar motorcycle also stopped, and the soldiers immediately raised their guns and opened the safety, looking around vigilantly; Zhou Changfeng stretched out his hands to cover his ears, and put his right hand on the holster around his waist.

And the "culprit" came over quickly, Shuling apologized, first saluted, and then said with a little panic: "Sir...sir, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I... ..."

(End of this chapter)