March 14th overcast
When we arrive in Guangxi, we can reach our destination tomorrow. Let's have a good rest tonight, and finally find time to write a diary.
I don’t know what my car is carrying. It’s wet everywhere. Guangxi is already wet. I still drive such a car. There should be a huge water tank in the car. I don’t know what’s in it. It’s spread every night. There was the harsh sound of something scratching the metal box. But I don't have the authority to see what is being shipped, discipline doesn't allow it.
This is the first time that we have received such a task, doing logistics for a project team deep in the mountains, transporting some supplies in, building materials, daily supplies, and the strange thing on our car.
Several companies have been doing this for several months, but the project team in the mountains needs more and more building materials, and I don’t know what is being built.
The leader of the team had never seen him before, and he didn't talk a lot. He only knew the last name, not even the first name. He also brought many people who were not in the army. These people were really weird. They were silent and gloomy. Even when they were wearing military uniforms, they still had strange things hanging on their bodies.
A tall and thin man is probably a Taoist priest. He always hears bells ringing in his clothes, jingling, and it disappears after listening carefully. It's not easy to get in too much, it's really a monster, why he has not been criticized, Captain Fang does not care, it is said that this group of people are just walking with us, and when they arrive at the destination, they want to join the mountain project team.
This is the most difficult task we have received in recent years, and it is more sinful than those in Daxinganling. I don't know what so many Jiefang trucks are transporting, and they are not allowed to use green leather trains to transport them all the way from Hebei to Guangxi, especially me. Now that thing is scratching the carriage again, which is very noisy.
Anyway, I can reach my destination tomorrow, and I don't know which horn it is. I heard that the forests in Guangxi are denser than Daxinganling. Speaking of which, I haven't been in Guangxi yet. This time I have seen a lot of knowledge.
Okay, I'm here today, and I can get to the destination tomorrow. It should be very busy. I guess I won't write about it for a long time.
March 15th overcast
Arrived in a village. There are no people in this village. There are only a few military camps. In the middle of the village is a large gray tiled house. The door is opened. There is nothing inside, only a smell.
The reason why this house attracts me is because its system is very special, and it was built in the center of the village. It should have the same status as an ancestral hall, but there is nothing empty inside. There are many Chen on the ground. Years of blood stains.
I don’t have the energy to understand those. We need to transport all the supplies to the mountains. There is no road in the woods. We can only rely on comrades to move. After I transported the big water tank, it made everyone exhausted. The things in the water tank were still uneasy, desperately scratching the noise.
We transported all the materials to the outside of a gorge, but were not allowed to enter. The project team in the gorge would send people out to receive the materials. And they didn't allow us to stay for a long time, or even stay overnight, as the sky just darkened and we were going back to the village. I don't know what is in the canyon that we don't know.
Before we had time to rest in the village, we received the order to return immediately to make room for the new material delivery team. Therefore, we are now driving back. It is said that there is still a batch of materials waiting for us to ship in Hunan. (End of this chapter)