If someone saw them at this time, they would find a winding fire dragon slowly climbing up step by step.
An hour later, Su Nuan and his group finally arrived at Taoxi Village. They saw several fires burning in Taoxi Village not far away. They were quite far away and it was difficult to tell whether they were from the People's Liberation Army or the villagers who had set fire.
But after seeing people, Su Nuan felt relieved.
The group moved forward faster. When they got closer, they saw villagers sitting around a fire, while many soldiers were huddled together to rest. There was no fire nearby to keep them warm.
Some soldiers who couldn't stand the cold could only hug each other to keep warm.
Seeing this, Su Nuan couldn't help but shed tears.
The arrival of Su Nuan and his group attracted attention. When several soldiers stepped forward to ask, someone recognized Su Nuan.
"Sister-in-law? Why are you here?"
"Are you Wang Xiaohu?"
"Yes, it's me, sister-in-law, are you here to see the captain?"
"Gu Chengfeng is here? Is he okay?"
"We are all doing well here. The captain just took people out for an inspection."
"That's good. I brought you some supplies, including heating and food. Give some to the common people, and you can divide the rest among yourselves."
"Oh, okay."
"Brothers, come here quickly, sister-in-law has sent us something."
When the soldiers who were resting heard that supplies had been delivered, they all came forward happily to help, but no one cared about themselves. After getting the supplies, they immediately found the village chief and asked them to organize people to distribute them.
Only after the people have received the supplies will they distribute the remaining supplies.
Su Nuan saw this group of soldiers in the light of the fire. Their hands were frozen purple and their cheeks were red from the cold wind.
Some soldiers were wearing thin clothes, and it was obvious that they had given their cotton coats to the common people.
Su Nuan immediately distributed the cotton-padded jackets and military coats he brought from the foot of the mountain to the soldiers who had no cotton-padded jackets.
Seeing the soldiers’ still young faces, Su Nuan couldn’t help but ask.
"Comrade, are you tired? Is it hard?"
"Report to sister-in-law, I'm not tired, not hard at all"
Simple and sincere words fully express the soldiers' responsibility and commitment.
They are also human beings, not gods. How can they not be tired or hard-working? It’s just that their identity at this time is PLA soldiers, so they cannot say that they are tired or hard-working.
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