He straightened his clothes, and Zhao Ye Jian gestured with three fingers, "It is mandatory to be three catties fat. They only had 20 dumplings in the 30th night, but I ate 30 dumplings. There was no way, the weight was not up to the standard, and I was J5. I watched it."
The management of the special forces of the Snow Brigade is not generally strict. In the harsh continuous physical training, tactical training, weapons and blasting techniques, etc., you can’t lose your standard weight. Whoever loses weight just doesn’t eat a few more meals. There is no condition to say that you must get fat to a standard weight.
Of course, you can't get fat either, the consequences of being fat are more serious than being thin!
You can still get fat in such a harsh training, good guy, you must be lazy, you have to work overtime.
Ye Jian, who got in the car, heard this kind of rules for the first time, and his face was obviously surprised. He looked at the Weaver who was driving, turned around and looked at the roadrunner and the pigeon sitting behind. After a while, she suddenly realized, "No wonder I said that your height and weight are about the same, so there is such a rule."
"Do you know how this rule came about?" The pigeon leaned slightly, and explained to Ye Jian the rules of the Snow Brigade that were included in the team rules. "In the early days of the Snow Brigade, a six-person standard combat team performed tasks. Before he died, the team in charge of the reconnaissance told his captain that if he could not bring his body back to the motherland, please take the military uniform on him back to the motherland."
Obviously, a rule of wanting to laugh suddenly became heavy, Ye Jian suppressed the small smile on his face, quietly listening to an awe-inspiring past.
"At the time, there was no way to return to the country with the sacrificed comrades. Therefore, our senior took off his military uniform with tears in his eyes and put it on himself. The sacrificed scout watched the captain put on his military uniform and stayed behind. "I'm still a little too skinny, you dress, you're small" and closed your eyes."
"After the mission is completed, the captain who came back in the uniform of his comrades made a suggestion to the military department that the special forces who will join the snow brigade in the future must have the same height, so as to ensure the same weight as much as possible. The weight standard in the team should not fluctuate more than four kilograms."
"Super, I'm afraid your comrades will not be able to come back wearing your uniform."
Behind the seemingly unwritten rules, there is such a sad story that makes people cry.
As a special special force, the Snow Brigade will perform many tasks that cannot be made public and can only be carried out in secret.
Just like Ye Jian's mission this time, it was a mission that could not be made public and could only be carried out in secret.
Once someone really sacrifices, perhaps only the military uniforms of their comrades will be brought back.
There are still many tragic and heroic stories in the Snowfield Brigade that are still unknown. The pigeons only said one of them and Ye Jian's heart was shocked.
"This mission is also a secret mission. The engineering team we rescued will only give us one week. Within a week, we did not succeed in the rescue, or within this week the controller found out that they were not the engineering team of the company group. , Blue Bird, even if we have arrived at our destination,... we don’t have to rescue them anymore."
The pigeon said gently, and then asked Ye Jian, "Blue Bird, do you know why you don't need to rescue them anymore?"
"Because... They will solve themselves by themselves." Ye Jian clenched his fists and said softly, because they were all soldiers, soldiers who could sacrifice for the country at any time.
A very sharp light burst out from the black eyes, looking at the pigeon and saying: "Although there is a best rescue period of a week, we can be a day ahead of time!"