Collect supplies, seize aircraft carriers, and travel to the seventh and fifth

The young soldier shook his head. "But it's snowing so heavily right now. The rescue team can't get over Cliff No. 3. Forcing their way up will only result in greater casualties. The battalion commander won't let them take the risk of climbing. We can't wait for rescue!"

The company commander thought for a moment and said, "The battalion commander will definitely find a way. He can't just ignore us. What if a helicopter brings in relief supplies? We can't risk fighting those two hundred people head-on."

The young soldier still shook his head: "With this much snow, there's no way a helicopter could forcefully take off. Besides, even if there were a helicopter, it wouldn't be able to find our location."

The company commander also knew this. The terrain here was complex and it was snowing heavily. It was impossible to wait for a helicopter. At most, they could only send a helicopter to deliver supplies after the snow stopped. The rescue team still could not climb the cliff.

The helpless soldiers had to huddle together to shield their injured brothers from the biting cold wind.

The sky gradually darkened. About 800 meters away from the soldiers, more than a dozen tents were set up on the edge of a flat cliff. It was sheltered from the wind and not so cold here.

One of the Indian leaders, shoveling curry rice into his mouth, said to his subordinates, "Don't worry. They're out of supplies, and with so many wounded, the Chinese government has no choice but to compromise. They can't just watch their soldiers freeze to death, starve to death, or die of thirst! There will be results tomorrow at the latest. Our territory will definitely extend fifty kilometers this way. When we return, the country will definitely treat us well. Everyone, just look forward to promotions and advancement when we return."

The Indian soldiers had been successfully brainwashed, and all looked eager. Suddenly, a rumbling sound seemed to appear in the sky and was getting closer and closer. The Indians immediately showed alert looks.

The Chinese soldiers also heard the sound and stood up excitedly, wondering if the battalion commander had sent a plane to deliver supplies. However, the rumbling sound suddenly disappeared, without a trace of sound.

Li Moer and the fighter plane entered the space. She was afraid of alerting the enemy and causing the Indians to do something radical, threatening the safety of the soldiers.

She began to change clothes. The temperature here was over 20 degrees below zero, while the temperature in Beijing was over 10 degrees above zero. She definitely couldn't do without more clothes. She found an extra-long white down jacket for the outermost layer.

In this snowy valley, this dress blends in with the falling snow and there is no way anyone can see it.

After leaving the space, Li Moer's figure flashed nearby, searching for the soldiers. Finally, after half an hour, she found the Indians' tent.

Then she searched around the tent. After more than ten minutes, when she saw the forty or so soldiers, tears instantly welled up in her eyes.

The strong hatred made her grit her teeth. In such a cold day, the soldiers were all huddled up due to the cold, and more than a dozen injured soldiers fell into coma.

Li Moer's mind sank into the space and began to look for supplies for them. Tents were definitely indispensable, followed by food, clothes, and heating equipment.

At this moment, she saw the thousands of containers that she had brought back from the Dutch customs. Her eyes lit up. This is better than a tent. With the door closed, the wind and snow cannot get in at all.

Then she opened a container and found that it was full of frozen beef. Although the temperature in the space was over 20 degrees, the frozen beef was still in a frozen state and there was no sign of melting at all.