Legs, knees, ankles...
Second Uncle, these are all illnesses. They're nothing now, but if you keep ruining yourself like this, you won't even live to old age. In three to five years, if they get serious, you might even have trouble walking.
Second Uncle, when the time comes, forget about guarding the border here. Think about it, how do you plan to contribute? Will you be using crutches or a wheelchair?
"....."
Cheng Zhuo gasped. Cheng Chao and Qin Qinghuai were stunned for a moment, then turned away and smiled. This was really quite a blow; you can see that Cheng Zhuo's expression changed.
"No, Dandan, you didn't have to scare Uncle like that, did you?"
A simple, soft hum.
"Is this just a scare tactic? Think about it yourself. The cold air invades you every day. You're frozen solid outside and then you come back without a chance to catch your breath. And the place you live is like this. With all this going on day and night, how can you expect to be alright?"
Leaving you aside, let's talk about those soldiers. They not only suffer from leg and bone pain, but also have a lot of frostbite, right?
Even if I'm careless, I know that the thing is never going to get better, and it's never truly gone away. It just goes on like this year after year. They call them veterans, but I don't think those soldiers are that old. They're only a little older than me. Some of them haven't even started a family or had children yet. Don't you feel sorry for them?
"When more family members accompany the military next year, won't they be heartbroken to see their own children suffering like this?"
Cheng Zhuo has been here for several years, so he naturally knows that what Jian said is true. The actual situation is even more serious than she described, with food shortages being one aspect.
Low temperatures were another factor. The harsh environment, coupled with inadequate logistical support and warmth, meant that the frostbite was a serious condition. Some of the young soldiers suffered severe frostbite, with their hands and feet becoming ulcerated. Whenever they felt warm, pus would ooze out, and the intense itching made them extremely agitated, so they dared not touch them.
To stop the itching, they would rather freeze outside until they were numb and could no longer feel anything, so that the pain and itching would stop.
In Cheng Zhuo's eyes, they are all like children. How could he not feel sorry for them?
"You child, you know how to make your second uncle feel sorry for you."
I know what you're saying, but my second uncle also knows that this problem isn't so easy to solve. The climate and environment here can't be changed. Take this house, for example; it's not that it can't be built well, but if the frostbite doesn't heal, it won't be as suitable as it is now.
Seeing the reluctance on everyone's faces, Cheng Zhuo smiled instead.
"It's okay, we're used to it,"
"But do they deal with the other sentry posts the same way?"
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