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"Our political discipline is—"

"Don't fire the first shot!" A platoon of 30 people replied neatly.Platoon leader Zhang Lianfeng nodded in satisfaction, "Remember our discipline at all times!"

The so-called "fishing" is to patrol the border.Every day before "fishing", Zhang Lianfeng would emphasize that members of the reconnaissance team should not take the initiative to cause trouble.Even if their people suffer most of the time, that's okay.

They were patrolling near the Ussuri River, and there were a few ordinary people who got up early to eat by the river. When they saw them, they all greeted them warmly.Shen Ronghe at the end of the line looked at this group of people and suddenly felt that he had found the value of guarding.

For the tranquility of this piece of land, these sacrifices are worth it.Shen Ronghe doesn't have any great feelings, but he hopes that these ordinary and kind people can live a long and stable life.

"Stop! There is movement ahead!" Zhang Lianfeng called the team to stop, and sure enough, there was a slight sound in front.However, the white mist in the morning has not cleared, and it is not clear at all.

And Shen Ronghe listened carefully, and unexpectedly recognized the sound of a dog barking.

"Report! There are dogs ahead!" He stepped forward and reported to Zhang Lianfeng.

Zhang Lianfeng's face suddenly changed. He knew what it meant to have dogs - those were well-trained military dogs.

Half a month ago, when another team was reconnaissance, they encountered about [-] Soviet military dogs.Those military dogs are extremely fierce and tough, and they are no match for them without guns.However, due to political discipline, those soldiers could only be bitten alive, resulting in half of the personnel being bitten and seriously injured.

As for why there are dogs on the good road, the answer is self-evident.

Zhang Lianfeng does not know whether the tragedy of that time will still be shown today.

But the front still needs to be monitored, and the patrol cannot be abandoned halfway.

So he could only make a decision: "Shen Ronghe, I'll send you to investigate the situation ahead, come back and report to me!"

"Yes!" Shen Ronghe clenched the dagger in his pocket.If a dog really went mad at biting, he'd stab it hard with this thing!

He stepped into the white mist alone.His palms were sweating, but he didn't let go of the dagger for a moment.The noise became louder and louder, and he knew that the closer he was to his goal, the more cautious his steps became.But he faintly sensed something was wrong in his heart.

At this moment, he saw the scene in front of him clearly: Sure enough—there was only one wounded Soviet military dog ​​here.

Shen Ronghe's heart finally fell to the ground.

That military dog ​​was probably a wolfhound breed. It looked fierce. Its dark eyes shone with a threatening light, and sharp teeth could be seen slightly in its open mouth. Its well-developed limbs and body showed that its master would It is well fed.Its thick tail is wagging like sweeping snow, and it does look majestic.

But the uncoordinated connection shape of one of its hind legs made Shen Ronghe understand the general idea.

The dog has a broken bone.

His heart moved, this is a good opportunity to eliminate harm for the people.While the dog was injured, he could finish it off with a dagger.

He slowly approached the military dog, and the dog obviously felt his approach, and the tail swept the snow more happily.

Shen Ronghe was slightly taken aback, only to find a detail that he had overlooked.

The dog is wagging its tail to itself.

Could it be that he has seen his own intentions, so he is pleasing himself?

But how can a dog be so smart? Shen Ronghe was amused by his absurd thoughts.

But there was a voice in my heart that said, help it.

Shen Ronghe has been in the army for four years, and he is no longer the soft-hearted young man he used to be.But this time, he couldn't bear to pull out the dagger.

He finally lost to himself, half kneeling in front of the wolf dog.He has learned how to set bones for people, so it shouldn't be a big problem if the object is changed to a dog.

The dog saw his intention and barked at him twice, but showed no sign of harming him.

Shen Ronghe caressed the two-jointed leg with his hand, the wolf dog seemed a little uneasy, and pushed his head against his chest.

With a "crack" sound, Shen Ronghe exerted all his strength, and the bone returned to its original position.The wolf dog tried to use his strength spiritually, and when he saw success, he stood up completely.

Only then did Shen Ronghe realize that this dog was not as big as usual, no wonder adult men were no match for it.

Seeing it walking towards him, Shen Ronghe, who was still half kneeling, truly felt a sense of oppression.

Shen Ronghe felt cold, it couldn't be the story of the farmer and the snake, could it?

But the dog rubbed its head against Shen Ronghe's palm, and licked him lightly with its tongue, the action was so gentle that it didn't seem like what its breed should do.

Shen Ronghe's heart softened suddenly, and he patted its head along the way.

Some seemingly dangerous things in this world actually have a gentle side, don't they?

Later, Shen Ronghe also found out that some people are the same.Cold on the outside, soft on the inside.

And who says people with opposite identities can't have similar souls?