With the style of the army, under normal circumstances, he would never abandon the camp and leave. In addition, the previous military tents were issued by the state in a unified manner. Unlike the private production now, the tents at that time could still be regarded as scarce strategic materials. I think the army may have encountered some accidents.
So who is laying the stepping stones
I suppressed the burning pain in my chest, and the other party approached the host and said, "Let's go in and take a look."
The two looked at them one by one. These military tents are of very good quality, worthy of being military supplies. They are still sealed intact after so many years, and they are still intact after decades of wind and sun, but they are slightly brittle. The long-term lack of air circulation in the interior caused a strange smell to fill it, and the light was not very good. I saw electric lights in the camp. Obviously, wiring was installed back then. But it must not be used by now.
At first, the tents we checked were all piled up with materials from that year. It is estimated that there are hundreds of bags of rice, which have formed a whole black stone when they were taken apart. There were also boxes of cans, and I didn’t have the tools at hand and I couldn’t open a can to see what's inside.
Judging from these leftover materials, the army was planning to stay here for a long time, but as I guessed, they seemed to have encountered some accident and left before finishing the camp.
After the material tent is an ordinary marching tent, you can see the tofu cubes neatly stacked by the soldiers. I flipped through one of the bags. It stands to reason that the contents in it belong to other people's personal belongings, but after so many years, I don't feel much burden.
The zipper broke when I pulled it halfway. I pulled it open and poured out all the contents. The most conspicuous thing was a mess. I couldn't recognize it. I pulled it a few times and mixed up with other things. There are also a few thick books, about "How Steel Is Made" and a few other Russian books. In fact, many books in the country were banned at that time, let alone foreign works. It seems that this soldier likes to do things.
There is also something similar to a diary that I am more interested in, which allows me to understand what happened that year.
But after opening it, I found that there was no important content at all. It might be because of confidentiality. The order was given and it was impossible to find anything in the diary. The thought that runs through the entire book is the motherland, socialism, homesickness, hard work but very satisfying.
I flipped through several other bags. The contents are all the same, except that there is already a mess of things in each bag. It is definitely the same thing. It is like a sweater. Knead it and knead it in. To go.
I carefully searched for the relevant impressions in my mind, but I had no clue. Since everyone has it in their bag, it is obviously not a personal item. It is more likely to be a uniform distribution. In this strange place, the uniform distribution is like this. A strange thing, obviously there is a problem.
I hesitated, took a bunch of black wool and let Fang Jindong twist it. Maybe it will be useful in the future.
The tents occupied by people accounted for most of the weight. There were many rags hanging on the brackets outside the tents, which should be the clothes washed by soldiers. We just looked around and walked forward.
Soon he stopped in front of a clearing. Unlike the orderly conditions of the soldiers' camp, the clearing on the edge of the camp was in chaos.
"This should be the place where the head soldiers cook." (End of this chapter)